Tortoise-like internet connections and a temperamental Mac are hampering blog updates these days. I’m now settled in to my guesthouse in Cajamarca, resting up after crossing the border into Peru, the first instalment of which is recounted here – an …[ Read More → ]
In my obsession to jettison weight, the panniers have now gone. The theory? A light, sleek bike opens up a whole new world of dirt touring scope, as well as simply being more pleasurable to ride. Seek out singletrack. Bunny …[ Read More → ]
With a few days in hand before my camera’s rejuvenated once more – fingers crossed – I figured I’d take a break from the saddle and hop on the bus to Cuenca.
Travelling by bus is quick. Just three back-to-back, …[ Read More → ]
When it comes to bicycle touring, I’m more of a mountain man than jungle man. Thus far, my route across Ecuador has stayed high in la sierra, the Andean corridor that runs the length of the country.
But as …[ Read More → ]
My obsession for riding dirt roads, and linking dotted lines on my well-thumbed map, is getting a little inconvenient – at least if I intend to make it down to Peru… I’ve struck a rich vein of backcountry potential here …[ Read More → ]
After several hard days of backcountry riding from Quilatoa, I’ve finally made it to Riobamba – Quechua/Spanish for the ‘river on the plateaux’. Unfortunately, my lax attitude towards water and street food may have caught up with me (though I blame …[ Read More → ]
I love markets… For their boundless vibrancy. Their towering displays of food. The sense of community. The people watching potential.
As tempting as it is, I try not to take too many portraits of people unawares. I’ll snap a few …[ Read More → ]