December 22, 2016, Buenos Aires San Telmo district.
We’ve been in Argentina three weeks today waiting for the motorcycles. Not the worst place to be but it’s getting old. Since this is a blog about motorcycle riding and since there are no motorcycles to ride I haven’t posted lately. We have been doing things, some of them interesting and I’ll share some of that further below. First, the short version about the motorcycles. Continue reading
If this isn’t one of the wonders of the world it should be, Iguazu Falls. According to Wikipedia (Click HERE for more)
“Upon seeing Iguazu, the United States First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt reportedly exclaimed “Poor Niagara!”[3] (which, at 50 m or 165 feet, are a third shorter). Often Iguazu also is compared with Victoria Falls in Southern Africa, which separates Zambia and Zimbabwe. Iguazu is wider, but because it is split into approximately 275 discrete falls and large islands, Victoria has the largest curtain of water in the world, at more than 1,600 m (5,249 ft) wide and over 100 m (328 ft) in height (in low flow Victoria is split into five by islands; in high flow it may be uninterrupted). The only wider falls are extremely large rapid-like falls, such as the Boyoma Falls (Stanley Falls).” Continue reading
Saturday and Sunday were spent as touristas, on foot. According to the app on my iPhone we walked 7.3 miles on Saturday equating to 21,552 steps (for you Patty). We started with a walk along the malecon of Puerto Madero under the warming sun. It eventually got close to 90 degrees so we were trying to drink plenty of water. I was the only person I saw wearing a Camelbak hydration pack. Dorkey – yes, but I didn’t care. With the bright sun Deby needed to buy a pair of sunglasses. Hey, lucky for her there was a vendor on the waterfront selling Ray Ban sunglasses for only $5.00 USD. Wow, what great deals you can get here.
In April of 2013 Deby and I ended our MotoRaid II trip here in Buenos Aires after 4 months of riding from Seattle. Yesterday we returned by air and are even staying in the same hotel, the Amerian in downtown Buenos Aires. We had plenty of adventure on our journey here last time and even though this trip was shorter we still had some adventure. Continue reading
On December 1, 2016 Deby and I fly to Buenos Aires, with any luck our motorcycles will arrive two days later. We can’t wait.
Who says you have to be on some fancy pants adventure motorcycle to have an adventure ride? How about travelling over 2,000 miles on a vintage Norton Commando motorcycle? Deby and I are back from just such a ride, true grit riding on the most basic of motorcycles. Shift right (1 up 3 down) brake left (It doesn’t really work anyhow). Oh yea, KICK START. That’s right no wussie push button to start this man’s motorcycle. We had a saying back in the day, “If you can’t kick it, don’t ride it.” Continue reading
Our short stay in Loreto was um, interesting…
When we arrived well after dark, after a hard day of long riding in strong winds we immediately found our way to the hotel restaurant pausing only long enough to swap our smelly motocross boots for more comfortable shoes. Looking bedraggled and somewhat filthy we were led by the host to a table with white linens next to a window. Continue reading
I learned something new…. according to Wikipedia (Link Here) The southern tip of the Baja Peninsula was an island in prehistoric times. Looking at the relief map below I can see where that could be. Our goal for the day was to ride from Todos Santos over the Sierra de la Laguna mountain range.
It feels good to be back onto the blog. A million thanks to everyone for all their well wishes. Now – let’s see how this ride wraps up!
On Saturday we decided we had enough luxury at the La Concha Beach Club and decided to ride south towards Los Barriles for a landing spot while we made a much anticipated stop to visit my buddy Doug.
On February 6th we received word that Deby’s mom’s health took a downturn so we decided to cut the trip short and ride north. We made it home in time to spend a last few days with mom before she went home to be with the Lord on February 15th. Helen was 94 and lived with us for the past 18 months. Below is a picture of Arieta, her caregiver, Deby and Deby’s mom Helen. She will be missed.
I should have posted this sooner since I’ve received many e-mails wondering what happened to the posts and if we were ok. Yes we made it home safe and in record time. We arrived home yesterday from the funeral in Wisconsin and are settling into the changes in our household.
I’ve gone through all the pictures and am ready for the final ride post. We had some great riding and whale watching to report. Hopefully I’ll get that out soon.
Donn and Deby