Each day we ride, Gaspar and Tostado lead the way.  Then myself, mum, and Anna fall in line behind.  Bringing up the rear is Christian, a ch...

Otavalo market was a lesson in variety.  I saw one wizened woman crouched in a doorway, proferring a live guinea pig (they are a staple meat...

The Otavalo market is the largest in South America and it's where we ended up after about two hours of driving north of Quito on Saturda...

Because today, I am very happy and very very sad. Very happy because the saddle fitter worked on Solo's saddles for two hours yesterda...

*cue dramatic opening music* We left Miami about half past four on Friday the 3rd and hopped across the gulf and the isthmus of Panama to ...