Intro The morning in Bella Vista didn’t start with a surge of energy, but with the realization that my body was finally catching up to the weeks of grit and high-altitude exposure. My throat felt like it had been scraped by the very gravel I’ve been riding, and the overcast Read more
Intro Day 252 started on a concrete floor in Morsilla Baja with a throat that felt like it had been scraped by the very gravel I’ve been riding for weeks. The heavy, overcast sky didn’t offer any sympathy, leaking a cold drizzle just as I began the push toward the Read more
Intro I’m writing this by classroom light on a concrete floor in Morsilla Baja, surrounded by empty desks and a chalkboard. The day began in the Cajamarca region under a heavy, overcast sky that didn’t promise much beyond a long, grey grind on gravel. It was a day of slow Read more
Intro The morning in Cajamarca broke with a deceptive sun, the kind that makes you think the miles will come easy. I finally turned the wheels south toward Huaraz on a road that transitioned from smooth pavement to a punishing, sandy incline as the day wore on. The Late Exit Read more
Intro The morning in Cajamarca broke with a rare, clear sun that promised a reprieve from the grey static of the previous week. I set out onto the mostly gravel route with a lighter bike, having stripped away the bulk of my gear to tackle the 1,244-meter climb toward the Read more