This morning’s breakfast was even more of a challenge than yesterday’s; when we walked out to the main street, we couldn’t find any open restaurants or street vendors. We walked back and forth a couple times, getting increasingly frustrated with each other and the town, but that gave time for my hypothesis to be proven… Read more…

Since no yogurt existed in Limatambo for Rett to have a no-cook breakfast in our room, we got our bikes all packed and loaded but left them in the hotel courtyard while we searched the main street for breakfast. (Despite there being a dozen shops in town, it’s funny how undifferentiated their stock is…like, what… Read more…

Every pair of pass-and-valleys in these enormously-folded Andes is unique, but our days have definitely been following a pattern. This day was another one where we would finish with a big climb out of a deep hole, and thus needed to get to that bottom as early as possible, before the heat and the bugs… Read more…

Inside the tent in was 48°F when we woke up, significantly warmer than the 42°F when we went to sleep. Climbing out revealed that the once-clear sky had clouded over (and under), so it presumably was a genuine overnight warming, and not just our bodies cranking up the thermostat. We had no disturbances once the… Read more…

Our day began with a climb, ended with a climb, and in the middle, had a climb. The nonstop climbing meant that we accumulated 4500 feet, tying our record set just a couple months ago. But it really began with a climb, where we had to heave our bikes for a couple blocks up a… Read more…

The good shower and good dinner last night in our Huancarama hotel room had lulled us into a false sense of civilization. Because at 4am this morning, nothing came out of the bathroom faucet regardless of how many times we reflexively turned the knob. Shit. I knew I should have filled up our 10L bladder… Read more…