Time has gone so fast. We are heading for Buenos Aires…….but not before a quick stop off in Uruguay.
The roads have melted from the heat which makes it tricky to ride, keeping between the tyre tracks and changing from left to right to find the smoothest bit.
We were due to sell the bike in the next few days so I decided to get the bike washed – the first time in months.
It was bad timing as the following day we were following behind a double-decker cattle truck which sprayed us and the bike with a mist of cow dung and urine. I sometimes ride with my visor open, especially on hot sunny days or early in the morning before the caffeine kicks in. It took me a while to realise the water on my face and lips was not coming from the cloudless sky…..
Entering the final country of the trip at the Fray Bentos border, just 250km north of Buenos Aires.
We picked up another biker en route to Uruguay as he was traveling the same direction as us.
Ernesto from Germany started his travels 20 years ago in Canada and even rode through the Darién Gap but only made it as far as Venezuela where he met and married a woman from there. He now gets to ride around South America whenever he likes!
We stocked up on US dollars from an ATM machine in Fray Bentos and would be able to change them on the “Blue Market” in Buenos Aires when we get there. The Argentine Peso isn’t great at the moment and everyone wants a stable currency like the US dollar so people are willing to pay above the official rate to get hold of it.
After filling the wallet, we rode back into Argentina the next day and stopped in the town of Gualeguaychu, which is just over the border.
Gualeguaychu is famous for Carnival and we timed it right to catch the last one of the season.
Emptying a can of foam in someones face is funny in any language.
Meet Tobias and Suzanne from Holland. They are both students that are planning to ride around South America by motorcycle Transalp. Ooh, we just might be able to help them out there! 😀
The carnival gets going late into the night and carries on until 3am. We had plenty of beer and wine so no worries….
The next morning was more sober as it dawned on us that this was the last day of packing up and riding the bike.
Lisa showed her view as pillion on the bike for the last 10 months in the previous post, and this is mine. I think mine is better.
Buenos Aires is in sight. Shame it was cloudy – but not raining so can’t complain!
We ride past slums in the northern part of the city.
This is it. We have arrived at our destination!
Photo taken outside the Congress building in Buenos Aires.
For some reason I took this photo at the start of the trip so had to take another at the end……
The bike has weathered pretty well – I’m not sure the same can be said for me.
We struck a deal with Tobias and Suzanne for the Transalp (although it is obviously priceless) and set about servicing the bike ready for their 5 month trip around South America.
Over the next few days, we replaced the head-bearings, tyres, chain, sprockets, broken bulbs, spark-plugs, balanced the carbs and gave it an oil change.
There is plenty to see in the city and so we took a break from bike stuff and started at La Recoleta cemetery.
Evita’s mausoleum is a shrine and probably the most visited here.
Lisa is back in her element while navigating us around the cemetery…..
After staying for a couple of weeks in the city, it’s hard to ignore some of the problems that Argentina still has.
There are various protests everyday and night.
Homeless live in and around Congreso Plaza.
Confitería El Molino building. Positioned next door to Congress, it was once a fancy cafe and has been declared a national monument. It is in a terrible state and in need of urgent restoration but squatters have since moved in and taken over.
Casa Rosada is the prime location for protests and demonstrations. It’s also where Madonna filmed Evita.
“Malvinas” graffiti can be seen everywhere too. As a Brit, it’s best not to mention the war!
If you look past the pavements covered in dog poo (although you will probably get poo-shoe), constant protests and the economic problems, Buenos Aires is a great city with a lot to offer and some quirky sights.
A house rebuilt on the top of an office block…
Organised mass bike ride causing traffic chaos…
Weird old superhero….
News broke of the newly selected Pope and after discovering that he is from Buenos Aires, we walked to the city cathedral to check out the Pope celebrations.
Che is another national icon and his face is everywhere…..
A painting of President Christina Kirchner and her late husband Nestor……she is an icon for some.
We took a taxi to Caminito in La Boca. It’s a real tourist trap but only has a couple of streets that you would want to venture down….
…..the rest of the La Boca looks like this. It’s off-limits to tourists in the day and even the police keep away at night.
The time has come. The bike is now prepared ready for Tobias’s and Suzanne’s adventure and I must relinquish her.
It’s strange to think that the Transalp will no longer be a part of our daily life. I’ll definitely miss it.
We watch as they ride away…..
A few stats from the trip:
4 sets of tyres
0 speeding tickets
0 bribes/bent cops encountered
And no breakdowns!
Motorcycle travel gives the freedom to go pretty much anywhere and without the hassle that comes with using public transport. There is more uncertainty of what might be around the next corner – but that’s what makes it so exciting!
We’ve met some great people on our travels and made new friends along the way. It’s been an unforgettable experience.
As our adventure ends, another one begins. Good luck Tobias and Suzanne, it’s gunna be awesome! 😎
P.S. If anybody would like any further information on our trip or wants to get in contact, drop an email to: email@example.com
Dan and Lisa.
After the fun of the great Ruta 40 roads, we spent a few days in Mendoza. The city is fairly modern compared to a lot of the places we have visited on this trip, but still a pleasant place to hang around.
We even stumbled across an old red telephone box….just like being home!!
Of course, the main reason to hang around here is the countless vineyards. It is the largest wine producing area in Latin America so it would have been rude not to sample some of the local Vino.
We took a trip out to the CarinaE vineyard and were given a tour by the French owner.
Naturally we had a tasting session too….none of this taste and spit business, we just drank it :).
Before leaving Mendoza, we bumped into Johnny Depp….
We carried on further south along more of Ruta 40, which although mostly paved, was still an enjoyable ride.
It got pretty windy on our way to the town of Chos Malal. It’s hard to capture just how windy it was in a photo….but I had a go. We had to ride leaning into the wind and big gusts kept pushing us over into the other lane! We had heard that the Patogonian wind was tough on bikers.
When we finally arrived in Chos Malal we checked into a nice little hotel in town for what was supposed to be a one night stop over. Unfortunately when we attempted to leave the following morning, we discovered that both fuel stations in town had run dry.
We had heard about ‘fuel issues’ in Argentina in previous years, but had figured all was now okay. We were told the problem in this town was a one off due to strikes holding up deliveries (mmm, sounds like the UK!!!). After riding around the town making unsuccessful enquiries to try and buy some fuel elsewhere (the problem was that it was Sunday and any mechanics’ or other type of shop that might be able to help were closed 😦 ), we rode back to one of the fuel stations to see if they had any news – still nothing. Oh well, it looks like we’ll have to stay another night.
We met a Argentinian guy who was also stranded so we hung around with him in the plaza for a couple of hours.
On the plus side, we got to try ‘mate’. This is a traditional South American infused drink made from the Yerba plant which is really popular in Argentina. When we first arrived across the border we noticed loads of people wondering around with thermas flasks, wooden cups and metal straws. After some research we found out that Argentinians rarely go anywhere without their ‘mate’. This was proven when Tomas invited us to drink ‘mate’ with him and grabbed all the necessary instruments from his bike. There is an etiquette involved in the drinking, hopefully we didn’t break any of the rules as we passed the drink around!!
Tomas didn’t need as much fuel as we did to get to the next town, so we gave him our spare which meant that at least he could get on his way, there was no point us all being stuck!!
They finally had a delivery towards the end of the day so Dan queued up with the locals for about 50 minutes to get the Transalp filled.
If only we had known that the next day things would be worse!! We rode onto the town of Zapala and then decided maybe we would carry on further – so off to the fuel station. Oh dear, no fuel! Here we go again. After checking into a hotel Dan headed down to fill up at 6pm as they said they were expecting a delivery. By the time he got there the queue was unbelievably long – it took him ages to just find the end as it snaked along blocks and around corners. This time it took 3 hours of queuing, and from chatting to the locals he found out this issue had been going on for 10 days and affected a large area of the country.
There was only one thing for it….super economic riding!! So economic, Dan even had chance to put his feet up :).
We did manage 73 mpg though…amazing work by the Transalp!
Cruising through Patagonia…..
There are a huge number of people who do this trip by bicycle…crazy people, what they need is an engine!! And, believe or not, there is also someone doing this overland trip on a unicycle :).
The views in Argentina’s ‘Lake District’ are pretty awesome!!
This area of Argentina is really amazing, I would love to see it in the winter!
Next up we were heading for the town of Trevelin. This is one of the places that the Welsh settled in after searching for somewhere to start a new Welsh nation in order to protect their language, religion and traditions.
And one tradition they have bought over to Patagonia is ‘tea’. These towns are full of Tearooms and Welsh souvenirs so we bought a Welsh dragon sticker for the bike and ate cake….lots of cake!!
Yes we ate the lot….and drank the best tea we’ve had since leaving the UK :).
Not satisfied with just experiencing one Welsh town, we headed to town of Gaiman – once visited by Princess Diana, she also stopped for afternoon tea.
In the true style of Wales…it rained a lot. We had to get the ponchos out but still got our feet soaked as the only restaurant in town was across the other side of this road!!!
The lady at the guest house we stayed at in Gaiman was 3rd Generation Welsh and spoke the language after being taught by her grandfather and also traveling to Wales to study. She now teaches Welsh to others.
So, Welsh Patagonian is the furthest south that we go. From here it was time to start heading north towards Buenos Aires. After over 43,000 and nearly 300 days the final countdown has begun.
Here’s a pic of what I’ve been staring at almost every day for the last 10 months 🙂
Our first stop on our way north was the coastal town of Las Grutas….our first view of the Atlantic Ocean since way back at the start of the trip….
We’ve got some more places to visit and some more time to enjoy the trip yet….but it is drawing to an end soon!
From Sucre we decided to head back into Argentina. As we did not want to back-track along the same roads, we decided to take a different route and travel through the town of Tarija – this would also mean we could avoid using the border at Villazon which was unpleasant and super slow.
The roads in Bolivia were so much better than we expected, they seem to have paved a lot more of the major routes now so some of the horror stories about ridiculously long journeys are becoming a thing of the past – at least on the routes we took!!
We did come across one stretch on the way to Tarija which hadn’t been quite finished – they were working on that though. They had very kindly spread thick sand all over the road as part of their construction works…..thanks, bikes and thick sand are a great mix 🙂 Dan tried to ride along the side as much as possible….and we hoped this didn’t go on for miles!!!
Thankfully it didn’t. It returned to regular gravel road…..and then came to a halt at a river! Mmmmm, we watched a truck ride through and it looked fairly deep so decided (actually ‘I’ decided – Dan wanted to take his chances with the bike through the water!!) to try and find a route to a bridge we could see further up the river. After getting a bit lost we found the road to the bridge – although the it did look like it had seen better days and no one else seemed to be using it – but it was fine – despite the large gaps between the planks it was structurally okay 🙂
A new tunnel had also opened which reduced the travel time to Tarija….and it had stunning views on the other side!
We had previously met a group of Canadian bikers when we first arrived in Bolivia who had taken this same route, but had problems buying gas in the town of Tarija. The had been refused at every station they tried and ended up having to get a local to go and fill up some cans so that they could fill up their 5 bikes!!! This had always been something I had worried about – the fuel situation in Bolivia is kind of strange. Foreign registered vehicles are supposed to pay 3 times the local rate per litre and should be given a special receipt. But for some reason some gas stations just refuse to serve a foreign registered vehicle. We had previously read some tips and advice on this website by some other overlanders who have done a good write up! http://www.liferemotely.com/trip-shenanigans/bolivia/276-the-art-of-buying-gas-in-bolivia-.
Our experiences of buying gas whilst traveling in Bolivia had ranged from sometimes paying the local price, sometimes paying the full tourist price and sometimes paying a rate somewhere in between after a bit a bartering.
For some reason Tarija does seem to be one of the more difficult places and after being denied service at the first two places we tried, we did manage to get fuel on our third attempt!! Here’s Dan doing his best to try and get service after initially being refused – a queue started to form behind, people started to gather around us, we tried being super friendly and nice, then tried ignorance, then tried just not moving out of the way from the pump…..no joy here though – eventually we got bored and left!!
The next day we enjoyed our final ride through Bolivia on the way to the border….Bolivia had been amazing, and although we didn’t get to see everything we had planned, we had really enjoyed the places we visited.
The ride to the border took us back down to a lower altitude as it twisted alongside a river….there were a few obstacles to avoid though – lots of fallen rocks and animals to avoid!!
The border at Bermejo / Aguas Blancas was much quicker and easier so before we knew it we were back in Argentina. Most probably our last border crossing with the bike….woohoo 🙂 I dread to think how many hours of our lives we’ve spent in total at borders over the past 9 months!!!
Our first stop was the picturesque town of Salta. We decided to hang around for a few days and take in some sights whilst figuring out a route to take around Argentina.
After reading some other blogs and information online, we decided the best route would be Ruta 40 down to North Patagonia. Ruta 40 is kind of Argentina’s version of Route 66 in the USA. The more I read about Ruta 40, the more I loved the sound of it…..crossing through loads of national parks with spectacular scenery, we were in for a treat.
Before hitting Ruta 40, I had read about a route from Salta to the small town of Cachi which would take in another couple of amazing routes – we hit the road to ride Ruta 33 and 42.
The day started off well with a mixture of tarmac and gravel…..along with great views.
Then we hit Ruta 42, little did we know what we were in for!!
It all started off very civilized….nice gravel road and stopping to take photos with the cactus…..
Then things got interesting…….the nice gravel road was no more!!!
Riding in a straight line became a bit tough….
At least the scenery and views made up for the hard riding conditions 🙂
The wheels were now caked in the muddy, sandy, clay like red stuff!! No tread anymore….
As we went around each bend and over each brow of a hill I hoped that the nice gravel road would reappear!! I even suggested turning around – I guess I’m not as adventurous as Dan, as he was enjoying himself and wanted keep going. I knew this section of road was about 30km and we had taken ages to just ride 8km…….how much longer would the rest take?…
The answer to that is ‘a long time’!! For the first time on this trip (apart from the stationary topple over in Nicaragua which we don’t count) the Transalp was on her side….only a very slow speed incident, but our first proper ‘off’ none the less.
Having picked the bike back up, the Transalp and ourselves were now looking pretty dirty!! No harm done and we needed to get going….we were still not even half way along the road!!
It got worse before it got better……
Oops…it happened again!
But then Dan realised why it was proving so hard to ride, yeah, the roads were bad – but the problem was that all the clay like mud stuff had clogged up under the front mud guard and the front wheel wasn’t moving.
So….take the mud guard off – problem solved 🙂
We managed to stay upright for the rest of the ride!! And eventually the nice gravel road did return….happy days!!
We made it to Cachi in one piece 🙂
The next day was another day of off-road….but at least this was mostly dry and not muddy – with the mud guard re-fitted we hit the road on Ruta 40.
It’s amazing how the scenery changed throughout the day….we took so many photos – the views were incredible!
Time to take a break and relax!
The scenery changed yet again, it’s hard to describe how spectacular this route really was 🙂
We spent the night in the town of Cafayate….a really nice tranquil little town – I could have stayed here longer.
The next morning we headed for the town of Belen, a less exciting ride in terms of scenery and the roads were all paved….so an easier day for riding – apart from the fact we got a puncture!! Still it’s our first one since California back at the start of August so we shouldn’t complain really….
We were on our way again in no time. We spent the following night in the town of Chilecito after another easy day on nice tarmac roads.
That night it rained….and it rained hard!! Maybe the most torrential rain I’ve ever experienced – the nice little guesthouse we were staying in developed several leaks in the roof as the rain was so intense!!
Our plans for the following day were hampered as we headed for the town of San Jaun via the mountains. There was evidence everywhere of the amount of water that had fallen overnight – not because everything was flooded – the water had all subsided, but the rivers and streams had carved out new and deeper paths overnight. We barely recognised the road we had driven in on as a small stream had created a ledge and small cavern through the road. This was easily passed, but less than a hour into our journey we came across a road block. It seemed that the road ahead was not passable due to problems further along – probably a landslide I would imagine. And where we stopped you could see that a small (now non-existent) river had risen up and over the road and swept through a family home.
There was evidence everywhere of the problems that must of occurred overnight – quite a few buses were abandoned / ground-out on the sides of the road….I was amazed that there was no sign of the water considering how much there must of been just a few hours before!!
We had to take a different, longer, flat and unfortunately less interesting route, diverting from Ruta 40.
We’re now in the wine region of Mendoza….time to check out the local vineyards and unwind for a few days before continuing south to Northern Patagonia….I wonder what the roads will be like further south 🙂
Now…….off to get some wine!
We arrived in San Ignacio after a long day of dirt riding and checked into the best hotel in town to rest up for a couple of days.
Luckily Peru seems pretty cheap so even dining in the hotel restaurant you will struggle to spend more than $5 on a main course.
I’m gauging from the amount of stares we received, that not many gringos stop in this town.
Moto Taxi with extra bling…..
Met a Peruvian couple on a BMW GS when riding from San Ignacio towards the coast. They didn’t speak English and our Spanish is still rubbish but we managed to exchange some info about our trips.
We rode through beautiful landscape on the way to Chiclayo, getting in some foggy mountain riding before dropping down to lower altitude.
Sharing the road with some wildlife too…
Our first taste of crazy Peruvian traffic – in Chiclayo.
Our hotel was right in the thick of the city with constant noise from car horns and alarms going off.
We found a chicken grill restaurant that evening and had to shout over the table to hear each other over the traffic outside, the TV on full volume and kids running around, apparently excited to see the large fishtank that was centerpiece in the restaurant.
We left on the bikes the next day and decided to head over to a small relaxed town on the beach called Huanchaco.
On the way we noticed how dirty some parts of Peru can be when riding through the smaller towns. Rubbish is dumped on the side of the road and can be seen for miles in some places. Sometimes they burn it which creates massive smoke clouds that blocked out the sun as we rode through it.
Huanchaco. It’s been a while since we were on the Pacific coast and the water was freezing!
We met another Brit on a bike as we were heading out of town the next day.
Chris started in Colombia a couple of weeks ago on his KTM 950 and decided to tag along for the ride…..
….with his sheep.
Riding through the Peruvian desert was pretty hot but also picturesque so we pulled over to take some snaps and take in some liquids.
A llama with extra bling….
Dodging more animals on the road….
We rode up to an altitude of 4,200m before dropping to 3,100m when we arrived in the town of Huaraz in the mountains.
Many of the roads in town were closed due to roadworks, so we had trouble finding a place to stay but eventually found somewhere before it got dark.
We walked around the town later and bought some cheap fireworks. It’s funny the stuff you can find to entertain yourselves after a long days’ riding….
The next day, it was Christmas Eve so we decided to find somewhere a bit nicer in another part of town to spend the Holidays….
Canyon Del Pato is only 100kms from Huaraz so we unloaded the bikes and set off early on Boxing Day for some offroad fun.
35 hand carved single lane tunnels meander alongside a river which makes from some spectacular riding.
As it was only coming up to midday when we finished riding through all 35 tunnels (twice!), we rode back to Huaraz but took a detour to Laguna Paron in the Cordillera Blanca Mountains.
It was hard riding and all 3 bikes got stuck in the sand and mud.
Evidently the mountain that towers behind the lake is the one depicted in the Paramount Pictures logo. Unfortunately the cloudy weather had set in by the time we arrived there so you’ll just have to imagine it instead 🙂
Chris helping the locals (over) load a moto taxi on the way back down the mountain…
We spent the last few days just walking around the town of Huaraz, checking out all the popular restaurants and generally not much else….
The view from our hostel….
Chilling out in the thermal pools in the town of Monterrey nearby….
We still have a couple of days to kick around here before doing some pretty exciting stuff – 2013 Dakar, Nazca to Cusco road, Machu Picchu and Lake Titicaca. I can hardly wait!!!!! 😀
Its been a month since our last blog update and we are only 100 miles away from where we left off…….not really the kind of traveling I imagined!
We checked out of dodgy Inglewood and checked into Terminal 3 at LAX ready for our flight home via an overnight stop in New York.
And it was actually sunny when we arrived in Blighty! No time to get over the jet-lag. It was time to sort out some of the things that we didn’t finish before we left. More packing, sell the car, tax returns, paperwork and other boring stuff.
The Green Machine. Isn’t she beautiful? Some other lucky guy is now the proud owner of this fine car.
We flew to Dalaman, Turkey a few days later to join Lisa’s family for her brother’s wedding in Oludeniz. It was a nice break from biking and a great opportunity to spend time with family and friends.
The happy couple Chris and Aimee….
After 6 nights of fun in the sun, we flew back to England for our last chance to tie up any loose ends and catch up with more people before we headed off on the rest of the adventure.
Lisa meets her new niece Maisie…
Dinner out with relatives…
Great views of the Artic circle on the flight back to LA….
We were back and raring to go! With some help from Bill and the use of his garage, we started fitting the new parts that we brought back over with us.
All was looking good but then I realised that I didn’t quite order all the parts needed so had to drive all over LA countless times so that we could get “Trinny The Tranny” (not sure about that name yet) tip top again.
List of stuff replaced:
New uprated Hagon shock (woohoo!)
New Metzler Tourance tyres
Chain and Sprocket kit
Three legged squirrel pops in for a daily dose of free nuts….
Rev’it kindly sent us free staff t-shirts and stickers after hearing about our trip!
After fixing stuff (and breaking some other stuff) we took the bike for a test ride up the coast to Ventura with Bill, David, John and Anne, stopping for a Thai before riding back towards LA in the evening.
This is where Trinny decided to remind me that she is 25 years old and not as young as she used to be. It began to splutter, loosing power while we chugged along the highway on just one cylinder. After working out that one of the CDI’s had gone bad, we put in the spare that we were carrying and continued back to the motel in time for tea.
We then discovered that the 2nd CDI was not working 100%, so decided to order some replacements from Hollywood Honda before heading south where parts are probably harder to come by. Another two days of waiting around while eating Bill’s food gave us chance to tinker with the bike and find a couple more issues.
This morning our spare parts had arrived, the bike was running well and we were ready to hit the road!
A huge thanks to Bill for putting up with us squatters for so long!!
It feels so good to be back in the saddle and tonight we are only 30 miles from the Mexican border…….we had better brush up on our Spanish!!
After checking out of our motel, in what turned out to be the gay and lesbian area of San Francisco (which explains some of the things we saw on the streets!), we headed south along the Pacific Highway. I was somewhat confused as it was really cold – I had to put my linings back in my bike gear for the first time in ages! So there we were on the coast of California in August and wishing we had warmer clothing – not quite what we had in mind.
On top of the colder weather, we also had our second puncture – this time on the freeway! Luckily we were near an off ramp so after unsuccessfully trying to pump the tyre up we pushed the bike down the ramp away from the traffic. A couple of patches on the tube and a pulled muscle in the shoulder for Dan later, and he had fixed the puncture 🙂
We persevered with the cold coastal road for another day, which included a stop off to see elephant seals on the beach before heading back inland. We’ve become acclimatized to 100 degree plus weather and wanted to get back to the heat.
After heading towards Bakersfield through some sweeping golden hills, vineyards and oil fields we got the map out to try and decide ‘what next’.
California was proving to be tough on the budget and we needed to kill some time before hitting LA. There was only one thing for it…….back to Vegas! For the same price as a nasty motel in California, we could stay in a nice hotel in Vegas…..and after joking about it for a couple of hours, we booked up and headed off.
So Vegas is addictive…..or maybe we have a gambling problem 🙂
As punishment for the decision to go back to Vegas, I did nearly pass out because of the heat in the Mojave desert on the way…..but rather that than the cold coastal weather.
As a bonus after Vegas, when we’re were heading towards Los Angeles we got to ride some more of route 66 and see some more of the quirky things that have popped up along the old ‘mother road’.
We passed what is known as ‘Bottle Tree Ranch’. Created by a guy called Elmer in 2000. After his dad died he was left with a collection of colourful glass bottles so started creating scrap metal glass bottle trees….there are now over 200 of them.
On the way to LA we stopped off to meet a couple of fellow adventure riders, Bill and David, who we met through Horizons Unlimited. Bill is very kindly letting us store our bike in his garage for a few weeks whilst we head back to the UK and letting us carry out some much needed maintenance there when we get back.
As per normal, our quest to find cheap accommodation led to us staying in another ‘dodgy’ part of town…..we were staying in Inglewood, I read someone online refer to it as ‘Gangland’! A visit to the local Taco Bell seemed to prove that this place was not the best as there was an inch thick screen to protect the staff and they passed the food to you via a secure box which you couldn’t open until they released the door – more security than I’ve seen in a bank!. We decided that walking around after dark here was probably not a good idea!
With some free time on our hands, we headed out to visit Venice Beach. It’s a pretty interesting place to go and people watch……especially if you like watching crazy weird people! Also it seemed to be the place to go and get yourself a prescription for medical marijuana- just about every other shop along the beach front was advertising this. Apparently if you suffer from anything from a headache to almost death, marijuana is the answer!!! I’m guessing this service might explain some of the crazy people around 🙂
We had a quick stop off to check out the skateboarders and of course muscle beach……these guys working out must all be pretty vain and on steroids I think!
Also, Dan spotted Danny Trejo who has been in a few films. I didn’t really know who he was, he kind of looked like a local scary gangster cycling by!
The next day was spent doing tours around Hollywood and Beverly Hills. When I make my millions, I think I might buy a place around here……..along with my apartment by Central Park in NYC! If only…………… 🙂
The shops along Rodeo Drive are all very expensive – there is one shop you have to make an appointment to go inside and they run a credit check on you to make sure you a rich enough to shop there! Not much chance of them letting us in then! The owner parks his Bugatti Veyron right outside the shop. It’s like another world to live around here…….
We saw a few of the stars houses, including a new house being built for Leonardo DiCaprio – the artist impression looks like it’s going to be pretty impressive!
After spending a few hours wishing I was a millionaire we met up with two other couples from the UK who have been touring Canada and the US on their BMW bikes. We’ve been to a lot of the same places and following each others blogs, so it was great to finally meet up. Unfortunately LA was the end of the road for their trip, but after speaking to them it’s clear that they had an amazing time too. They were much better at updating their blog than us…..we’ll miss reading what they are up to. For anyone who likes to read other peoples adventure blogs, here’s a link to their site http://fliptopheads.blogspot.com
After a few days relaxing in gangland, we finally dropped the bike off at Bill’s. Thanks to David for dropping us back 🙂
We’re now heading back home to the UK for a couple of weeks to catch up with family and friends, meet my new niece and go to my brothers wedding before heading back to start part two……..beginning the trip south and entering into Mexico (after fixing up some of the issues on the bike which have developed after 12,000 miles).
Canada and the US have been great, we’ve seen loads of amazing things and we’re really looking forward carrying on the trip to see what Mexico, Central and South America have in store for us 🙂
After initially not planning on seeing too much of of Utah, I’m so glad that we decided to do the extra mileage. We arrived into the state via the casino town of Wendover – or Bendover as we’re reliably informed the locals call it (the Americans sure do like to gamble!!!). We also arrived via a few gravel roads – the sat nav seems to of gone a bit crazy and keeps taking us off the sealed roads (even though it’s set not to!), oh well, it’s good practice for South America 🙂
Our reason for diverting through Wendover on route to Salt Lake City was of course the Bonneville Salt Flats. It was pretty amazing to see the flats and ride a little on them – such a vast flat landscape! And it was pretty cool to think of the records which have been set there and films which have been made since the early 1900’s. We were a few weeks early for ‘Speed Week’ though, which was a shame.
We, unfortunately, did not set any records on the trusty Transalp 🙂
Next stop, Salt Lake City. We had a quick walk around Temple Square to check out the head quarters of the Mormons, which the city is famous for. We also spent a couple of hours in the Family History Library, which was set up by the Mormons and is now the largest genealogy library in the world. I managed to trace a bit of the ‘Timms’ family tree, no scandal uncovered though so nothing exciting to report.
After Salt Lake City we headed down to Moab so that we could check out Arches and Canyonlands National Park’s. The scenery on route was pretty amazing, but nothing like the national parks themselves! Let’s just say we spent a lot of time saying ‘wow’ and ‘look at that!’. I was worried 2,000 photos left on the camera card wouldn’t be enough, haha. We’ve uploaded a few favourites below……
After Moab we headed down towards Monument Valley, via an over night stop in a small town called Blanding. Not usually a stop off that would be worth a mention, except for an interesting meeting with a guy at the motel. We were loading up the bike ready to head off when an American guy came out of his room into the car park and started chatting to us….wearing just a towel. A bit odd I thought because the motel car park was right on the main road through town. He was giving us tips on places to go and good roads to ride as he was a fellow biker. Unfortunately the towels in most motels are pretty small and we could see a bit too much as he stood there chatting away. When we rode off we were both laughing away in our helmets and neither of us had taken in a word he had said…..I hope we didn’t miss too much by not listening 🙂 No photos to follow this paragraph!
Here’s a few shots taken at Monument Valley…..pretty cool views and worth the trip. I apologise that the bike is in so many photos, but after so long on the road, the bike is probably more photogenic than us 🙂
After some research we headed up towards Capitol Reef National Park, via some great roads with spectacular views and hardly any other traffic, just the kind we love. It was a scorching day and the scenery was so breathtaking we could of stopped every few meters to take another pic. The heat always makes it a bit frustrating to stop though as we don’t want to keep taking all of our bike gear off each time we want to stop for a photo, but we still want the photos, so we end up sweating – a lot! You could easily dehydrate in these places.
Yesterday we met an overlander from New Zealand who is travelling a lot of off-road tracks on his way to Canada and also we saw another Transalp, the first one we’ve seen on the road over here – a father and son from Hawaii on holiday. It’s great meeting other bikers who aren’t riding Harley’s or Goldwing’s, there are sooooo many of those over here!!
We’re now down in Southern Utah after more scenic byways and ready to check out Zion National Park. Also, even though we’ve seen a fair few amazing canyons over the past few days, we’ve still got the big one to see……next up Grand Canyon.