
1 The Things We
Brought to South America
On March 30, 2002 we
left our comfortable, predictable lives behind for a seven-year
international bicycle tour that included thousands of miles, unforeseen
dangers and dozens of exotic countries. The first year we traveled from
Prescott,
Arizona,
USA to Panama City, Panama in Central America; that journey is described in
our first book, The Road That Has No End. This book, Down The Road
in South America, the second about our travels, describes the South
American year of our journey, during which we flew from the USA to Quito,
Ecuador and rode south from June 2003 to June 2004.
Although these books
are sequential, it is not necessary to read the first one to understand and
enjoy this one. Information about both of our books can be found on our web
site,
www.downtheroad.org.
When we landed in
Quito we were on track with our original seven-year plan with six remaining
years of travel. But as the months passed in South America, the thought of
being limited by time evolved into a new way of looking at our travels and
we turned our trip into a permanent lifestyle. To date, we have far exceeded
our original plan and, as you read this, we continue with our life on the
road with no plans to stop. This book describes in detail how this
transformation took place.
During the initial
months of the trip we defined our journey by passport stamps, the number of
miles completed and drawing a line on a map, but it did not take us long to
learn the deeper rewards of travel by spending time with local people and
learning how they lived. For example, being invited into a family’s home
because we looked wet, cold, and lost became a journey deep into religions,
traditions and customs different than our own. Watching up close what people
cooked and how they ate spoke volumes more about the places we visited than
what can be seen in a blur from a tour bus window.
Traveling by bicycle
placed us on the ground floor of society, but even that was not enough. In
order to absorb the culture around us, it was just as important to have time
off our bikes. Riding became a means of meeting people rather than a goal in
itself. This new priority cut into our daily mileage, but we gladly made the
trade; when we began our travels in South America, we were not interested in
the fastest route. Instead, we chose a meandering path deep into the Andes
that guaranteed full immersion into the colorful cultures defining the
region.

It was obvious that
speaking Spanish would help with traveling in Latin America. We attended a
three-week Spanish immersion school in Mexico, and then practiced daily as
we rode through Central America. When we arrived in South America, we spoke
Spanish on an intermediate level and could carry on conversations with the
people we met. Conversations with locals are written here in English, but
unless otherwise noted they were originally spoken in Spanish.
During our first
year, we also learned travel could be dangerous. We had a few close calls -
fortunately, without being harmed or losing valuables. Experiencing this
criminal element taught us the basic tricks and habits of robbers, con men
and petty thieves. We knew how to read warning signs by observing people’s
behaviors. We also knew city bus stations and tourist sites were far more
dangerous than rural villages with no law enforcement. These lessons would
be put to the test through some of the more unstable and risky sections of
South
America.

Before we left our
home in Arizona, we knew we would have to travel cheaply to make our savings
last by living on a total daily budget of US$20 to $25 a day. This was a
huge adjustment for a couple with professional jobs, no children, and a lot
of disposable income. We learned to copy the habits of locals by eating
where they ate, shopping in open-air markets, and sleeping in the same
hotels as truck drivers. Between cities we became experts at finding hidden
places on the side of the road to camp free for the night. By the time we
reached South America, we were comfortably living on a shoestring budget.

When we left home we
hoped to publish trip photos and Cindie’s daily journal on our web site, so
our families and close friends could keep track of our whereabouts and calm
their worries about our safety. Initially, we had no idea how to connect our
laptop to the Internet. This technological convenience was not yet
widespread at home, much less in undeveloped areas of Mexico and Central
America. In time we learned it was more efficient to work offline, and then
upload to the web site and send/receive emails whenever we found a fledgling
Internet cafe. We expanded our Spanish vocabulary to include all the words
associated with the frustrating task of connecting to complicated computer
networks of the day.
Even though these
connections were infrequent, extremely slow and unstable we felt empowered
to do things we had not anticipated. We could buy and sell mutual funds,
balance bank accounts, and even file taxes online while living nomadically.
Our Internet presence through DownTheRoad.org grew beyond our wildest dreams
and blossomed into our connecting with hundreds of thousands of interested
people.
The first year of our
trip abused our bikes and equipment, and we wanted to be prepared for the
difficult riding conditions and scarce bike shops in South America. During
our break in the
U.S.,
I replaced most of the moving parts on both of our bikes including cables,
chainrings, cassettes, chains, derailleur pulleys, bottom brackets, and
headsets. I cleaned the bikes thoroughly and applied rust treatment and
touchup paint to the frames and new tape to both handlebars. Along with four
high-quality touring tires and several tubes, I bought a small folding tire
to keep as a spare.
Knowing that much of
our journey through South America would be in high altitude, we packed cold
weather gear we didn’t need during our ride through Mexico and Central
America including hats, gloves, long sleeve jerseys and extra socks. To
track our progress up and down the Andes, I bought an altimeter wristwatch
that read altitude in meters. We anticipated distances between cities to be
longer in South America, so we bought a higher capacity laptop battery and a
larger fuel bottle for our stove. As if all of this bike touring gear was
not enough, we also brought along both of our backpacks and hiking boots, as
we planned to hike in Ecuador before we started cycling south. For an
in-depth list of our gear, see Appendix A.
At the last minute,
we threw in two books - one about writing and self-publishing a manuscript,
and the other about how to get a manuscript accepted by a publishing house.
These few extra pounds in the bottom of my pannier planted a seed that would
grow larger than expected.
The Road That Has
No End
finishes with us cashing in frequent flyer miles and returning home for a
short visit. Six weeks later we boarded the plane for Ecuador with the
lessons we had learned in the first year, knowing it would only partially
prepare us for the extreme challenges of South America. The highest
mountains, coldest nights, and the most dangerous situations were ahead.


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