We left the bikes behind to explore these unique islands for two weeks
The Galapagos Islands. Charles Darwin, an abundance of endemic wildlife, and a bizarre documentary concerning a toothless dentist, his mistress, a family living in a cave and a pistol-wielding Baroness with two lovers. All in all, an intriguing place that we did not imagine getting a chance to see.
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The final chapter! We are climbing the Andes twice, crossing a desert and make our way to the border of Ecuador
🚴🏻♂️🚴🏻♀️ Chinchiná – Pasto (1000km) -> Route
Cream! It must have been the cream. There was a lot of it on the dry cake we had eaten the day before. It had to happen at some point, but food poisoning certainly wasn’t the way we had imagined our start into the new year. Early in bed, we luckily recovered enough to cycle out of Chinchiná in the early morning hours on New Years Day.
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Colombia strikes back. We cross the northern half of the country.
🚴🏻♀️🚴🏻♂️ Santa Marta – Chinchiná (1100km) -> Route
In true Colombian style, our first day back on the road started with our neighbour Richard bringing us fresh coffee, homemade arepas and a map of Colombia on which we marked all of his favourite places. Putting Colombian music on the speakers, we cycled away from our Santa Marta casa. We heard a ‘whoop’ and about 20 cyclists passed us going in the other direction, keeping pace with their support van. They were cycling in one day what we had done in three! Their van did a U-turn and caught up with us, treating us to the professional cyclist lifestyle with cold water and Gatorade! The sugar hit pushed us on and we completed over 100km by noon – a new record!
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We rent a flat and become students
🚴🏻♀️🚴🏻♂️ Cartagena – Santa Marta (250km)
Arriving into Colombia was an experience like no other! We built our bikes right beside the baggage carousel whilst we waited for our panniers, loaded them up and wheeled our way directly through customs. We cycled out of the airport and were immediately on small back roads with next to no traffic, worlds away from the 8 lane highways we had left behind in the states. As if that wasn’t enough, we soon turned onto a cycle path right next to the beach. We had made the right decision.
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From the Redwoods to the Golden Gate
🚴🏻♀️🚴🏻♂️ California Border – San Francisco (500 Miles)
A small blue sign marked the entrance from Oregon to California, the last state of our Pacific Coast route. Shortly after was a checkpoint. A border control between states? Yes! The import of any fresh produce into California is illegal. For a second we were worried we would be arrested for smuggling kale and other vegetables in our panniers but, as usual, being on bikes didn’t register as a (produce related) threat and the border police waved us by. We were in Cali!
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Yoga in the rain on Otter‘s Lair Lane
🚴🏻♂️🚴🏻♀️ San Juan – California Border (1300km)
We arrived by boat at what may be the quaintest entry point into the United States – Friday Harbour. A harbour large enough for just one ferry and a small shed, within which the two border guards resided, on the island of San Juan, the largest of the 170 San Juan Islands. Testing the assumption that all small islanders are friendly, even border guards, Lucy ran straight over the border keen to pedal to the campsite before dark. Unfortunately, border guards are still border guards, the smiling face turned to a frown and I was pulled back to the arbitrary line to show my passport.
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Friendship and ice cream cake
🚴🏻♀️🚴🏻♂️ Vancouver – Victoria (550km)
On leaving Asia and telling our tales of people’s immense kindness, we were told not to expect anything like that from our next leg through the Americas. People with more give less, said almost everyone on hearing our stories and learning of our future plans. Two and a half weeks in Canada has blown that out of the water entirely!
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