Total Cycled to date: 198km
A feeling of deja-vu as off we set again out of Riobamba having studied the proper map, Garmin and asked a few locals to get us on the RIGHT road. Its a gorgeou
s, picturesque ride through farmland with loads of donkeys, pigs, cows, llamas and dreaded dogs but Will always manages to fend them off with his dog-scaring look...you know the one...!? But its a climb up from 2,800m to 3,050m and although we are now on our intended road it isn't the main Panamerican highway which means we can't be sure of the road quality. So sure enough the final 15km turns into extreme off-road status; rubble, gravel, mud, streams, rockfalls and constant ups & downs. It was very hard but also quite exhilerating when you negotiate a tricky part and don't fall off or get wet, but it turned into a race against time as nightfall approached. I wasn't aware of my physical limits until I started this trip all of a week ago and have already pushed them beyond what I thought possible and today took them to a further level...
s, picturesque ride through farmland with loads of donkeys, pigs, cows, llamas and dreaded dogs but Will always manages to fend them off with his dog-scaring look...you know the one...!? But its a climb up from 2,800m to 3,050m and although we are now on our intended road it isn't the main Panamerican highway which means we can't be sure of the road quality. So sure enough the final 15km turns into extreme off-road status; rubble, gravel, mud, streams, rockfalls and constant ups & downs. It was very hard but also quite exhilerating when you negotiate a tricky part and don't fall off or get wet, but it turned into a race against time as nightfall approached. I wasn't aware of my physical limits until I started this trip all of a week ago and have already pushed them beyond what I thought possible and today took them to a further level...We got to the Andean village of Guamote just as it got dark and turned super cold
and discovered our hostel was way up in the village another couple of steep kms up cobbled streets. I couldn't speak when we eventually arrived at IntiSisa, a bizarre self-run place that is funded by monks. Thankfully there was hot water as we were & our fabulous bikes were filthy and this amazing local women cooked us up a feast of potato soup and spag bol - ecuadorian style - yum yum.
and discovered our hostel was way up in the village another couple of steep kms up cobbled streets. I couldn't speak when we eventually arrived at IntiSisa, a bizarre self-run place that is funded by monks. Thankfully there was hot water as we were & our fabulous bikes were filthy and this amazing local women cooked us up a feast of potato soup and spag bol - ecuadorian style - yum yum.
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