In this chapter, Arnaud is mistaken for Japanese and I’m likened to Jesus (by someone who’d had a revelation that the saviour would return to his town, no less), as we leave Bogota and make our way to the star-soaked …
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The last push from Villa de Leyva to Bogota……
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After our mountainous toils to Duitama, Alonso, Arnaud and I decided to kick back and take it easy to the next port of call, Villa de Leyva. We were ready for a day off the saddle and were looking forward …
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The ride between San Gil to Duitama crosses from the department of Santander into Bocaya, via the range of San Juan de la Montana. Said to be one of the most beautiful regions in Colombia, Boyaca is particularly lush, mountainous …
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I’ve just got my grubby mitts on a lovely new Porcelain Rocket framebag for the Troll.
Since moving over from the Thorn Sterling frameset, I’ve been really missing the extra storage space afforded by a framebag – especially as the …
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After running the gauntlet on the hectic, truck-infested highway to Bucaramanga, I was desperate to get back to the peace and quiet of the Colombian backcountry again – even if it promised an extra dose of rugged climbing, through the …
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I’m now tucked away in the mountainous folds of Colombia’s beautiful Santander province, in the town of San Gil – more on the incredible dirt road riding potential around here later.
In the meantime: after my muddy toils to reach …
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I’ve now reached the riverside settlement of Mompos. Strung out across the banks of the Magdalena, this colonial river port was once an important staging post for the transport of gold and goods between the interior and the coast. Now …
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I’m back in Cartagena, having left my bike briefly to check out Tayrona National Park, further round the coast at Santa Marta.
After getting a wisdom tooth pulled (no 18) and undergoing some heavy, root canal drilling (I cracked on …
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Figuring out a way of reaching South America is a conumdrum all two wheelers face on their journey south.
Why? Because the Panamerican Highway peters out a couple of hundred clicks west of Panama City. Beyond, a chunk of largely …
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