Showing posts from February, 2012

Peru to Chile

From Arequipa, Peru I traveled to Arica, Chile. I left early because it looked like it might be a full day of riding.

I picked up a few supplies because I knew that I'd be riding through the desert for most of the day. An orange juice, saltine crackers and chocolate cookies.
I passed by desert dunes...
Coastal beaches...
Rock formations.
Along the way I met a fellow adventure motorcyclist from Argentina named Alejandro riding a Honda Falcon NX400. I really like the styling of the NX400. I wish that Honda sold the bike in the states.
Alejandro passed me, then I passed him, then at an overlook we pulled over and started chatting.
He had a pretty nice hard case setup on his bike. Turns out that he made it himself. Also he build a pretty sweet tool tube that fit opposite his muffler. I asked him if he was an engineer and sure enough he was. I have a number of engineering friends and you can always tell the work of an engineer.
We seemed to have a similar riding pace... so on we r…

Arequipa and Some Bike Maintenance

I had logged 10,000 miles on my bike and felt like it was time for a little maintenance.

Emi was coughing a bit. I wasn't sure if it was because of the altitude, bad gas, spark plugs or a dirty carburetor.

I rode around town and asked a few people about where I might be able to find a good taller (workshop).

I was directed to this workshop operated by a guy named Lucho. There was a Honda XR650 and Kawasaki KLR650 parked outside. I took this as a good indication that they knew how to work on large bikes from Japan. They said that they couldn't work on my bike on Friday, but that they could make an appointment for me on Monday at 8am. And they said that they could perform a complete tune up and obtain all the needed parts for my bike... oil, lube, filters, spark plugs, chain and sprockets. Great news!

It would be two days of waiting, but if they could provide all the right parts it sounded like a good deal.

On Monday, I arrived at the shop at 8am. Well, the shop wasn't …

How Can Ceviche Be So Good And So Bad

I ate this seafood ceviche from a restaurant in Arequipa called Cevichería Fory Fay. The ceviche had fish, squid, shrimp, onions, mushrooms and sweet potato. It was so good. But it was also so bad. About an hour after eating it I had an allergic reaction and broke out with a rash of hives.

Many years ago I had a similar reaction, so I wasn't worried and I knew what to do. I made a quick trip to the pharmacy and bought some benedryl. After some time the inching and hives stopped and I returned to normal.

Totally worth it.

Location:Arequipa, Peru

Chala... Between A Desert And A River

I left Huacachina and headed toward Arequipa.
Along the way, I met a fellow adventure motorcyclist from Paraquay who was riding a BMW1200.
Outside of the town of Nasca I passed by the Nasca Lines.
I believe that these lines represented a tree.
I stopped overnight at a town called Chala that had this nice view of the ocean.
I continued on the next day through some pretty rustic looking areas.
And I passed by some beautiful beaches with a raging surf.
Until I came across this river.
Buses and large trucks were crossing the river, but the cars that tried to cross got flooded and stalled. I thought about riding or pushing my motorcycle across, but then came up with an alternative.
I rode back up the line of waiting trucks and found an empty one. I asked the driver if he would carry me across. He agreed. I recruited four bystanders to help me load my bike into the back of the truck. Then we road across the river.
On the other side of the river, the truck driver pulled up to a sand embankm…

Huacachina...A True Oasis In The Desert

I found a true oasis in the desert.
There was this little town called Huacachina.
There were a few structure built in colonial style...
That surrounded a laguana.
And just outside of the town was a huge sand dune that was probably over 500 feet in altitude.
While I was in Huacachina, a group of three adventure motorcyclists pulled up. They were riding a KTM990, BMW1100 and a DR650.
The DR650 had a 10 gallon monster gas tank. Pretty cool.

Lima... Food, Art and Blowing My Own Horn

I did not spend much time in Lima.
Just enough time to try these sandwiches and milk shakes at a sidewalk cafe called La Lucha.
Checked out some street art at Parque Kennedy.
And replaced the horn on my motorcycle that unfortunately stopped functioning while I was navigating through traffic in Lima.

Riding Through The Peruvian Desert

From Huanchaco I traveled to Lima.
Through the desert...
The sands were still, but the wind was stirring.
There were sand dunes the size of mountains.
It was a vast distance to cover.
Emi handled it well.
I came across this oasis of a town along the coast call Tortugas and took a break for lunch
There were some twisty parts.
But for the most part, it was long and strait.
Passed by some unknown ruins.
Passed by some farm land.
And as I neared Lima there were fields of sugar cane.