A six hour ride that was really nine!
Trip Start Dec 25, 2009
36Trip End Feb 13, 2010
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I had a dream that when I finally got on to the bike I got sick from motion sickness, ironic at best! It was good to be back in charge of our own destiny and schedule. If we screwed it up it was our own fault and not some captain! The road started out good got bad , improved, got worse, then finally got better. The worse part was about what seemed like 2 hours of very dusty dirt and gravel road. With lots of traffic, were were dusted immediately. We came around a left hand corned to find a broken down truck in our lane and another coming. We stopped in the soft shoulder dirt. As I placed my right foot down it slid in the soft sand causing me to drop my bike on the right side. This no motion, no speed crash caused no real damage as I just crow stepped off the bike as it went down
We hit many toll stations but bikes can go for free. We were directed by whistles to the first of many very narrow lanes designed for small scooters to squeeze through about a 2 foot wide lane with 18 inch curbs on both sides that catch foot pegs. Add in a few poles on both sides of the lane and you have about 2 inches on each side of your panniers to make it through! Careful here boy! Rene led most of the way today and did a great job navigating with out signs. As he approached a bridge, there was a small lane along the right side of the bridge. No some people might see this as a sidewalk, not this group as we are conditioned to change and surprises. Rene rode up the sidewalk, Having a little more time to review the situation Fern and the last two of us stayed on the road. I laughed as I thought about how I probably would have done the same thing!
We found our way in the 97 degree heat to Cartagena. We arrived just as night fell. We decided to hale a taxi to find the Centro Hotel that was described in the book. The city is a UNESCO World Heritage site founded in 1553. The historic zone of the city is fabulous with its walls surrounding the central city to protect the storehouse of plundered treasures
I placed my spot out on the common balcony this morning to send the OK signal. When I returned after breakfast it was gone. Stolen. The hotel staff were not to concerned even when I demanded the police be notified. Not sure what I will do but check the site to see if the perp hits the OK button telling me where the Spot is located. Those of you watching the site can be sure we are no longer in control of it as of now. Really bummed.
Jene and I had a haircut and shave today and are looking quite handsome if I do say so myself. It feels good to look better.