Sure... I Am Always Willing To Help Out A Buddy...
I introduced you to Russell in my previous post. We met in Sucre and took a nice little day trip to see a colorful market in Trabuco, Bolivia. It seems that Randall had gone "walkabout" in the mountain area outside of Sucre for a few days. He had returned to Sucre, but had lost his jacket somewhere out in the wilderness.
Well, I had been staying in Sucre for about two weeks, just seeing the sights and relaxing. I had seen and done just about everything that I wanted to do... and was ready to move on to the next destination.
Which after about an hour of riding turned into a winding dirt road. We would be heading through the Cordillera de los Frailes, a spectacular mountain range that runs through much of the western Chuquisaca and northern Potosí departments. We would hopefully pass by the dramatic Maragua Crater.
We finally arrived at the small one road town called Potolo.
Russell said that he thought that we were close, so we rode along this embankment further into the valley.
This photo puts it into better perspective.
Yeah, I think that it is down there. We will need to leave our bikes here and go down by foot.
OK, now it is mission accomplished. But we still needed to return to Sucre.
It was about a 3 to 4 hour ride back to Sucre.
We rode by much of the same beautiful scenery that we had passed by on our outbound route.
It was late in the afternoon. The sun eventually set and we had to ride in the dark for about 2 hours.
On one narrow stretch, a bus came hauling around a corner on the single lane road occupying most of the right of way. He pretty much ran me into the uphill side of the mountain. Luckily, we did not make contact and I was able to recover.
We arrived into Sucre sometime after 8 o'clock. What a day!
Sure, I am always willing to help out a buddy.
Stay warm... my friend...stay warm.