Manizales – Villa Maria – Potosí – Laguna del Otún – Potosí – Cabañas de Brisas – Termalez de Ruiz – Manizales
There’s just time to squeeze in one more bikepack before I head back to New Mexico…
Lying a … [ Read More → ]
I’m now in Pasto, south western Colombia, just 88km from the border with Ecuador.
The journey from Mocoa is one renowned in bike touring circles for being amongst the most beautiful and rugged rides in Colombia. It crosses from the … [ Read More → ]
Casas de Ciclistas are, as the name suggests, homes for cyclists. These wonderful abodes are dotted about South America, welcoming in stray, nomadic bikers, with a floor to sleep on or a garden in which to camp.
I recently visited … [ Read More → ]
It’s taken a whole lot longer than expected to get to San Angustin – a town famed for its megalithic structures and religious monuments in the southern district of Huila.
The main road will shuttle you there in five hundred … [ Read More → ]
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 … [ Read More → ]
The last push from Villa de Leyva to Bogota…… [ Read More → ]
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 … [ Read More → ]
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 … [ Read More → ]
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 … [ Read More → ]
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 … [ Read More → ]