Having heard a bit about Vilcabamba beforehand, i approached the town with mixed feelings. There are a lot of ‘gringos’ staying long-term and half of the businesses are owned by ‘extranjeros’. I arrived on a sunday, while the market was on. The central square was filled with people and as the sun was out, two… Continue reading Vilcabamba
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The pilgrimage to Loja
Cycling out of Cuenca, i met Maggie and Bryan, a canadian couple cycling south as well. We met again on top of the first climb out of town where i had stopped for lunch. While eating, a guy came scrambling out of the bushes from the other side of the road and from what i… Continue reading The pilgrimage to Loja
Cuenca y Las Cajas
Like in Quito, i stayed at ‘el cafecito’ hostal, which has a relaxed atmosphere, superb breakfast and came this time with a glass covered court yard complete with bicycle themed art on the walls. After the Chimborazo round, the first days were spent solely relaxing until new arrivals were luring me out to see something… Continue reading Cuenca y Las Cajas
Riobamba
The downhill continued and by the time i reached Riobamba, it was time to peel off some more layers of clothes. Jo, a friend from France whom i had met in Indonesia, sent me the contact details of Borja, a friend of his in town. I ventured through town to find a place that could… Continue reading Riobamba
Around Chimborazo
After the Quilotoa lagoon, it was only a small downhill to Zumbahua, where i arrived during the busy saturday market. Hats are a must there and the streets were filled with people in their tradional clothes, mostly colourful while young and old wearing a fitting headpiece. I changed my brake pads which was drawing a… Continue reading Around Chimborazo
Quilotoa lagoon
Starting from the panamericana at Lasso, i followed the paved road to Sigchos. After being a bit boring for the first ten kilometers, this changed luckily soon. The second part to the lagoon is also popular with hikers. But as the road is taking a rather long way around the mountain ridges with the views… Continue reading Quilotoa lagoon
Quito no. 2
Arriving again in time for the sunday ciclopaseo, i saw some now familiar faces from last week’s ride, like this daughter-father duo. The girl had an incredible voice which was a real surprise when hearing it first from the a distance and seeing the person it belongs to later. Just next to the el ejido… Continue reading Quito no. 2
Cuyabeno wildlife reserve
The trip started with a bus ride to the Carcelen terminal, from where a night bus would take me to Lago Agrio. I could sleep a little and, while still feeling battered, the start into the morning was alright. I spent some time looking for a small bag, as i am travelling without a bagpack… Continue reading Cuyabeno wildlife reserve
Mocoa to Pasto and the last days in Colombia
Starting into a rainy morning, the asphalt soon gave way to rocky gravel and though not very steep, the climb left little time to catch one’s breath. The road is still considered dangerous and was named “el trampolín de la muerte”. But this was before these crash barriers were put in place. The weather was… Continue reading Mocoa to Pasto and the last days in Colombia
Mocoa y el fin del mundo
After arriving in Mocoa, i just cycled the little distance out of town to the “Casa del rio” hostel, which seemed like a nice spot for a rest day. But instead of resting, i set out with Jesse from Canada, who was staying in the same dormitory. Goal for the day was the ‘fin del… Continue reading Mocoa y el fin del mundo