As I probably won’t get a chance to update the blog for a little, this mini-post is just to let you know the three of us are still alive and well. In fact, Neva is handling the roughest Nicaraguan tracks …
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There’s still a few missing posts to complete the Moskitian adventure… But as I’ve lost my Moleskin crammed with all my notes, as well as my maps (dufus), I’ll have to catch up on that later…
In the meantime, Flagstaffian …
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This next instalment in my catch-up posts follows on from the Moskitian Adventures. It covers the ride south from Mocoron (Honduras) to (Granada) Nicaragua, a distance of some 800kms, most of which is on rough, remote dirt roads.
This …
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I’ve been meaning to catch up with more of the Moskitian leg of the journey for some time; my attempts to blog this missing piece in the jigsaw stalled after I lost my notebook and map, on which I’d scrawled …
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For the next part of the trans-Moskitian adventure, I’d planned to hop on one of the lanchas plying the waterways linking Ahuas and Puerto Lempira, before picking up the main road – well, a potholed unpaved track – down to …
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Before I move on from Ahuas and share the the singletrack adventures that took me south to Mocoron, here’s a little pictorial of Yudina’s amazing grandchildren and their neighbours.
The kids delighted in seeing themselves on the camera screen, probably …
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Out on the remote Honduran and Nicaraguan border, I bumped into Stefan, a Romanian/Canadian motorbiking down from Alberta. Having loaded his bike onto a cargo vessel bound for Puerto Lempira, he’s also headed south to Argentina. It was good …
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After a gruelling 580km stint from Puerto Cabezas, I’m now reached the colonial idyll of Granada, with access to my computer once more – thanks Richard for carting my plug all the way from Honduras!
There’s a lot to catch …
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I’ve just arrived in Puerto Cabeza, Nicaragua, a sketchy and ramshackle port tucked away along the remote caribbean coast, home an eclectic array of Moskitians, insalubrious drug runners and only the most tenacious of Mormon missionaries.
Crossing the Honduran swathe …
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