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Major step forward this week as we got the new starter motor delivered and fitted by Wednesday, so once again we have a fully functioning sidecar outfit. This week has been great weather wise and it heated up a bit which was fantastic however Friday th...

Progress

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Major step forward this week as we got the new starter motor delivered and fitted by Wednesday, so once again we have a fully functioning sidecar outfit. This week has been great weather wise and it heated up a bit…
International border between Panama and Costa Rica

Bordering on insanity?

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International border between Panama and Costa Rica (in a Portacabin)(this post is a little longer than most – just in case you want to make a coffee before reading it) It is well known amongst overland travellers with vehicles…
<span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/KzEocpBl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>As many of you know,  Roel and I have toyed around with the idea of crossing the Darien Gap.  When we were initially talking about South America, we’d heard that the  Stahlratt was the only option for crossing to Colombia from Panama and  that it was some ridiculous price. We had since learned that is it  actually a reasonable price, but for the past few months, for the first  time, there has been a very affordable ferry service operating that runs  between Panama and Colombia. Nevertheless, a dream was born about  crossing the Darien Gap. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>We’d met a fascinating man in  California who had told us fabulous tales of crossing the Darien 2.5  times (by Land Rover and by horse), and the adventure and wonder  inherent in this experience appealed to both of us. We both like the  idea of having to get creative to get around roadblocks, whether they be  rivers or steep inclines. And the Anthropologist in me would be over  the moon to get into some of these villages that have been largely left  alone and are insulated from the outside world by acres and acres of  jungle. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Anyway, we’re also not entirely crazy and we do believe  in signs: for the first time in years, there has been an inexpensive  Darien Gap crossing option available that fits in well with our budget  and has actually been available during the time we want to cross (it  started operating in December and if the rumors are right, it’s final  sailing took place on the 20th of April, because they’re not making  enough money.) So, we pay attention to the signs and we take the ferry. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>So  although our ferry tickets had been booked and paid for, we had a few  days to play with and so we set off for the end of the North American  portion of the Pan-American Highway: Yaviza. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>There was an  annoying toll system where we had to actually buy a card for $13 that  had $10 of credit on it. We didn’t fully understand why we had to pay  for the card and couldn’t just pay cash, so this created a little issue  with the manager of the toll who came over and laid a hand casually on  my bike, and began leaning on it while telling us in Spanish “You don’t  have money? Hah, you MUST have money to travel in Panama” in a  condescending and mocking tone, like we were trying to get away without  paying. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Roel fortunately didn’t understand enough of what he was  saying to react, but I did and proceeded to push his hand off my  motorcycle “Hello a$$hole!!! I have two toes on the ground here - are  you trying to push me over!!!” OK, I didn’t say a$$hole, but it was  definitely implied in my tone of voice and the way I push-slapped his  hand off of my bike. And if we wanted to evade your stupid toll and not  pay money, we would have just ridden through - Good luck with your  cameras tracking two foreign license plates!! (Not that this would have  been smart in a city where there were cops on every corner because of  the Cumbre of Presidents of the Americas, but still. Anyway, we  eventually sorted it out and payed for the stupid card, but having that  interaction with a nasty official, was exactly what I need be excited to  throttle on down the road to Yaviza, (rather than just sitting  somewhere in air-conditioning for the remainder of the day). </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ZM0MIAnl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Nl75drWl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Anyway,  it seemed the farther East we got, the more friendly people got. There  were several military checkpoints in the Darien province and they were  incredibly friendly. One guy even welcomed us to the Darien before even  asking for our documents. Our moods improved. They generally asked where  we were going, why (because we’re dumb tourists who want to see the end  of the road, duh) and how long we would spend there. All of this was  noted in a notebook at one of the larger checkpoints and a call was made  to someone, describing us and our intentions. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/os8HSuMl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>We  found a lovely Hospedaje with adjoining restaurant to stay at, just  before dark. It was a relief as it was still incredibly hot and the  potholes in the road (which one of the military officials had warned us  was ‘muy feo’ - ‘very ugly’) were growing from normal potholes, to  baby-baths, to full-sized Azure-baths as the kilometers went by. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/1IAjva3l.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/7e63JiSl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/WjNBE4hl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>The  next morning we made it to Yaviza, rode around town amusing small  children who yelled, ran with and laughed at us and eventually we just  parked the bikes and hung out by the port. People eventually began  coming over and Roel looked at a map with some of the older guys in the  port, who described what was beyond Yaviza. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/tEugklzl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/zIEOSkUl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/9JHYoxll.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/os4KEsel.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ljS9VUWl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/y3oM01sl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>One  of the older men told Roel we needed to go check in with the military,  so we followed him around the town to the military compound where Roel  stayed with the bikes and I went inside to check in. I answered the same  questions that we had at the other check points and went back outside.  The guy standing guard at the gate asked if we were going across the  bridge to another town. The bridge we had seen could JUST fit a  motorcycle and so we asked for more information about that. It seemed  you could go another “45 minutes” into the Darien Gap with permission.  No one in the Darien province works with kilometers - only minutes. So,  depending on how you drive the distance from Point A to Point B can be 1  hour to 3 hours. Hmmmm. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>So I went back inside to ask  permission, but was told that we needed to get this permission from the  Aduana in Panama City. But next time we’re in Yaviza, if we have this  permission, we can visit Boca de Cupe which is actually where the road  ends in the Darien… 14 kilometers past Yaviza.  </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Ok, “next time” we’re in Yaviza, we’ll make sure to do that <img border="0" src="http://d26ya5yqg8yyvs.cloudfront.net/mwink.gif"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/JsCUcVhl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/E2XI7TPl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>We  went back to the bridge to check it out and make sure the bikes would  fit (just for curiosity’s sake) and were approached by a young guy who  told me that for $1500, he knew someone who could guide us through the  Darien Gap. He also told me I needed no such permission. $1500  eventually became $300 after I told him that it was too expensive, and  he eventually revealed that the guide would only take us to Boca de Cupe  the town at the end of the road and then a Colombian guide would take  over from there. Not sure what we would need a guide for to get to Boca  de Cupe if there’s only one road and there seem to be a few more  military checkpoints along that road. But we sat down to have lunch with  this guy and his brother (who I think is the one who would have guided  us) just to chat. We shared peanut butter and jam sandwiches with them  and they brought out a pitcher of ice water. (Having seen the town water  treatment facility on the way into town, I said a little prayer before  drinking the water in hopes that this water wouldn’t kill me.) Yaviza is  quite a sizable town to find at the end of a road and so I asked what  the main source of jobs was here. They replied that there was no work to  be had. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/tabtn6Ol.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Hmmm…  hence being willing to “guide” us into the Darien, which they seemed  not to actually know much about, for $1500. Nice guys, nonetheless. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>The  old man who we chatted with in the beginning found us again and came  over holding out a handful of leaves. He explained that he had a  toothache and was planning to make a poultice of these leaves as they  will get rid of the pain once applied to the gum like chewing tobacco. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/hEb2bK6l.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Now,  this guy I would love to cross through the Darien with. It was obvious  that he didn’t really speak Spanish and it was easier for him to  communicate with us in broken English, so perhaps he actually hailed  from one of those villages originally. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/MY7ssm8l.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span>We  would have loved to have stayed in Yaviza for a few more days, which is  what I think it would take to get some actual solid information on the  Darien because you need to find someone who doesn’t just see you as a  dollar sign. The people were generally lovely and with all of the  comings and goings on the river, it was a fascinating place to hang out.  But, we had a date with the ferry and I was keen to make sure we were  back within spitting distance of the ferry port by the weekend, just in  case. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span>We both felt really frustrated leaving Yaviza. Our sense  of adventure had been peaked and my desire to meet more people with  priceless, ancient knowledge of nature was filling my mind with  possibilities. </span><br /><span>But we dragged ourselves back in the direction of Panama City, stopping to camp along the way just before the San Blas Hills. </span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/WAylzdpl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/7zA3Xhnl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span><span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/PkTB2KOl.jpg"/></span><br /><span><br /></span>

The End of the Road (in Panama, anyway)

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As many of you know, Roel and I have toyed around with the idea of crossing the Darien Gap. When we were initially talking about South America, we’d heard that the Stahlratt was the only option for crossing to Colombia…
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Granada

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The weather has not improved and it is still raining. We set off along the coast and the road winds thru the Cabo de Gata-Nijar National Park for Granada in 301 km.The Cabo de Gata-Nijar is a wild and…
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Jumbo Rocks – Joshua Tree National Park

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Great piles of boulders are strewn across the landscape, creosote and ocotillo reach toward the clear blue sky, and spiky Joshua Trees dominate the horizon. We’re in the Jumbo Rocks Campground for one night bound for Arizona by motorcycle. California’s …
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Riding out of Patagonia

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Before we crossed into Patagonia on our way south I looked it up on Wikipedia, to try and get an idea of exactly where it is, which in general is the lower 1/3 of both Argentina and Chile.  It’s an…
<span><img src="http://i.imgur.com/8ApaT2Ul.jpg"/><br /><br />We left the farmers field at 7am and made it our goal to get close to Panama City by nightfall. It was a long, hot day on the Pan-American highway, broken up with a refreshing ride into the cooler mountains around El Valle which <a href="http://www.alisonswanderland.com/" target="_blank">Alison’s Wanderland</a> and the lovely Belgian family had recommended. Thank goodness. We needed it - it was unbelievably hot on the highway that day. Every time we took our jackets off, our shirts were just soaked and it seemed we couldn’t drink enough water to stay hydrated.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ex1Irzul.jpg"/><br /><i>The ride to El Valle</i><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Sd2aIcql.jpg"/><br /><br />We weren’t able to find anything on the way into Panama City (we were really hoping for a love hotel), so we wound up riding into the city just after dark and began our search for a place to stay in Casco Viejo (the Old Town). The way our route took us was shocking. The part of the city that we rode through looked like some post-apocalyptic movie set… water mains leaking everywhere, loose trash piled up on the sides of the streets, empty faces watching as we rode past. It was pretty horrid.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ruPJsjml.jpg"/><br /><i>It's incredible how frequently you see a newly renovated building right next to a falling down one in Casco Viejo.</i><br /><br />We eventually found a hotel with parking in Casco Viejo and crashed into a deep sleep.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/FiiYZ3jl.jpg"/><br /><i>The lovely street our hotel was on. Fortunately, there was secure bike parking #allthatmatters</i><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Co3UiP7l.jpg"/><br /><i>His and hers beers</i><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/vzCJEWXl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/eDmtyKsl.jpg"/><br /><br />The next morning we made sure to be at the police inspection first thing to get the process of departing Panama and securing our passage on the ferry started. It took a while to find the station as there was no sign on the entry side of the building. So we probably passed it the first time at 8:30am and then after a series of retornos, asking police officers where to go (none actually knew) and referring to Google Maps, we eventually made it just before 9am.<br /><br />The inspection was easy and the inspector was very good-natured. We were told to report at the DIJ office “across the highway” at 2pm to pick up the paperwork.<br /><br />At 2pm, I sat with the other overlanders we’d met that morning at the inspection inside to get the paperwork while Roel sat outside with the bikes. (Yes, we know - NEVER trust the police in Central America!!) By 4pm everyone had their paperwork and we figured we had just enough time  to head across town and get to the Ferry Xpress office to pick up our tickets. Again, it took a bit of creative riding and figuring out retornos, etc, but we eventually found the office and got our tickets.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/2LREKVGl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/30hnCjYl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/jFhcMzZl.jpg"/><br /><i>Crossing the canal</i><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/aVxzD2Dl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/OIOnUPCl.jpg"/><br /><br />Kurt and Tinneke, the Belgians we’d met in Santa Catalina, had invited us to stay with them in Panama, so we headed to their home which was conveniently very close to the Canal so we could have a look at the Canal quickly. We spend a wonderful evening with them and their energetic, fun and brilliant kids, which gave us a taste of the family life we sometimes miss.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/wQCtNRCl.jpg"/><br /><br /><br /></span>

Panama City

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We left the farmers field at 7am and made it our goal to get close to Panama City by nightfall. It was a long, hot day on the Pan-American highway, broken up with a refreshing ride into the cooler mountains…
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Cazorla and Mojacar

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We have managed to kill off two weeks here in Spain while we waited for our Swedish friend Orvar to start heading south to meet us. We will tour the south of Spain until he catches up. Today we rode…
<span>Semana Santa was in full force and so we decided to leave Bocas del Toro  and head for the town of Santa Catalina where we’ve heard you can find  great diving just off the coast off of Coiba. <br /><br />We broke camp on  Red Frog Beach, got a boat taxi to the main island, and then another to  the shore, re-packed the bikes (which we are always relieved to return  to after any amount of time away), and got on the road just before noon.  <br /><br />Once we descended the mountains and rode onto the plains the  heat became truly miserable. We were grateful that we were riding on a  holiday weekend as the roadworks signs for a 100+ kilometer stretch of  road indicated that usually, the speed limit would be 30kph. Since there  were no workers, we were able to blast through the insane heat at  80kph. Thank goodness. </span><br /><span></span><br /><span></span><br /><br /><span><br />We stopped in the center square of one small town for a  break and to discuss what we would do next. Santa Catalina was about an  hour away, and if we made it there early enough, we could schedule a  dive for the next day. While we were discussing our options, several  guys who were interested in the bikes and are riders themselves came to  chat. They told us about a beautiful Good Friday procession that would  happen there later that night and recommended that we find a hotel  nearby so we could be present for it. The only issue was that they  couldn't think of a hotel in the town, we hadn't seen one coming in and a  short search produced zero hotels. We were keen to finally go diving  and had heard that Coiba was a world-class site. Given the ever-ticking  Ferry Xpress clock, we were worried that we would miss the short window  of time that we had available to go for a dive if we didn't make it to  Santa Catalina that night and book something. I was miserable for the  entire ride to Santa Catalina. I felt like we were racing towards the  tourist trail, yet again, and missing an incredible opportunity to witness something  that we might never again have the opportunity to see. </span><br /><span><br />We made it to Santa Catalina just after  dark around 7pm and right away found a great dive shop that we both had a  good feeling about. That good feeling is so important when you’re doing  a sport where you are literally putting your life in the hands of the  operator of the company. They didn’t have availability until the day  after the next so we headed out of town to camp and spent the next day  doing research on Colombia, and eating the best pizza we’ve had in ages  at an Italian/Panamanian owned brick-oven pizza shop that every tourist  and local seems to wind up at when it’s open on the weekends. We met a  lovely Belgian family who gave us a lot of great recommendations as they  had been living in Panama for the past 6 years. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/8DyaPVul.jpg"/><br /><span><i>Wild camping on the outskirts of town</i></span><br /><br />The  weather on the day of the dive was HOT but we were soon out on the  water enjoying a LOT of sea spray and within 50 minutes, a lot of  underwater life. We did a total of three dives with the middle dive  being absolutely stunning. We saw dozens of white tipped reef sharks,  turtles, eagle rays, a frog fish and many, many eels. We took the GoPro  which was a bit frustrating to work with as there is no display and I’m  not competent enough with it to adjust the settings, so, sorry for the  mediocre UW photos. My Olympus Drop-Proof/Water-Proof/Dust-Proof point  and shoot turned out not to be so much of these things and no longer  functions after swimming in Guatemala. <img border="0" src="http://d26ya5yqg8yyvs.cloudfront.net/bncry.gif"/> But next time we’re at Coiba, I will have my underwater housing for my Nikon so that the photo look like this:<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ierYFbul.jpg"/><br /><span><i>A  photo I took in Indonesia a few years ago... really makes me miss my  underwater housing for my Nikon... but there's certainly no room for  it on my bike <img border="0" src="http://d26ya5yqg8yyvs.cloudfront.net/eek7.gif"/></i></span><br /><br />Rather then this:<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Y6AGsC9l.jpg"/><br /><span><i>A frogfish!</i></span></span><br /><span><span><i> </i></span><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/MHAuW7jl.jpg"/><br /><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/5Kb9fNal.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/kqBWxWal.jpg"/><br /><span><i>They would drop us off on islands between dives so that they had room to swap out the used tanks for full ones. Not a bad way to spend a surface interval.</i></span><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/xgNzMMAl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/wv75ihBl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/BpWY7SSl.jpg"/><br /><span><i>Couldn't help myself <img border="0" src="http://d26ya5yqg8yyvs.cloudfront.net/icon10.gif"/> SHARK SELFIE!!</i></span><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/rtVoyoSl.jpg"/><br /><br />We returned to shore at about 4pm and by the time we were showered and had the bikes packed, the sun was setting. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/TXVwrgvl.jpg"/><br /><br />We  wanted to get a little bit of distance out of the way, so we got on the  road and eventually camped between a farmers cow field and a sugar-cane  plantation. </span>

Underwater Adventuring

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Semana Santa was in full force and so we decided to leave Bocas del Toro and head for the town of Santa Catalina where we’ve heard you can find great diving just off the coast off of Coiba. We broke…
It's been sunny of late but there's still a bite to the wind making sure we don't get lulled into a false sense of summer. Saturday morning (well lunchtime) we presented two Nortons for MOT's (annual test) and thankfully they both passed. Always a reli...

Mixed fortunes

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It’s been sunny of late but there’s still a bite to the wind making sure we don’t get lulled into a false sense of summer. Saturday morning (well lunchtime) we presented two Nortons for MOT’s (annual test) and thankfully they…
<i><span><span>Sorry we've been MIA, guys. We've been racing around Panama in order to see everything we wanted to see and meet everyone we wanted to meet there before we had to catch the ferry to Colombia. I promise we'll be caught up soon ;)</span></span></i><br /><i><span><span> </span></span></i><br /><span><span><i>This is another border-crossing blog - so unless you're super interested in bureaucracy or want to get some insight into the Costa Rican > Panamanian crossing, wait for the next blog about Bocas del Toro... which I promise will be coming soon :)  </i></span></span><br /><br /><span><span>Crossing into Panama was easy by comparison to the  Nicaraguan>Costa Rican crossing, but the process on the Panamanian  side was about as clear as mud. <br /><br />1. Pay $7 exit fee to Bancredito  (also exchange $$ if you want - you’ve already stood in line so it  makes sense to kill to birds with one stone).<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/33h2fUdl.jpg"/><br /><span><i>Bancredito on the left. </i></span></span><span><span><i><span><i>Migracion on the right. </i></span></i></span><br /><br />2. Weasel to the  front of the Migracion line to get the migration document so that you  can fill it out while you’re waiting in the 20-30minute line to get your  passport stamped out. <br /><br />3. Wait in line, get your passport  stamped out. (A note for those traveling together, they will let you do  this for your partner, but he or she will have to show his/her face in  order to get his/her passport back.)<br /><br />4. Aduana. Get the temporary import cancelled. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/Yq5sI63l.jpg"/><br /><i><span>The documents and receipts you get on the Costa Rican side.</span> </i><br /><br />Panamanian side:<br /><br />5.  First step was VERY unclear. Several ride reports have said different  things. Officials versus helpers said different things (perhaps the  helpers were just trying to get me out of the line they were waiting  behind me in?) Anyway, I wound up buying the seguro (insurance) first  and that seemed to work well. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/NfmPLhkl.jpg"/><br /><i><span>The  insurance shop is on the left - she also makes copies. This building is  directly across from the building where Aduana/Migracion are located.</span> </i><br /><br />6. Second step also unclear but a  helper helping someone else told me to go upstairs to an office in the  back of the building and get my seguro stamped. I eventually found this  office, but no one was working. Duh, it was NAP-TIME! No joke, the  official had positioned herself in the office so that she was not  visible from the counter window or the window on the door, so when I  opened the door to see if anyone was around she woke with a start and  then began yelling at me to get out. Fortunately, she still stamped my  document. Probably on so that she could go back to her dreams. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/61vZyuIl.jpg"/><br /><i><span>If  you don't see this lady in the window when you arrive at the end of the  hall upstairs, don't worry: she's just napping around the corner!</span><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/erBWe2Fl.jpg"/></i></span><span><i>But this is the stamp she puts on your insurance document. </i></span><br /><br /><span>6. Then I went to the Aduana line - a line which I had  already been in twice because things were anything but clear. This  process was a royal test of my patience as it seemed there were 20-30  truckers in front of me who were being helped by the same helper, so  they would just cut in front of me at any given moment because the  helper was holding their place in line or because the official already  had their paperwork. But to show you how things can vary. I was in this  line for 45+ minutes. Shannon came just when the trucker helper left and  I think she only waited for 10 minutes. Then the power went out. When  this lady eventually gave our paperwork back, she had gotten Roel’s  passport number wrong and didn’t want to go back into the system to fix  it so she just hand-amended it and told us it would be fine. Hmmmmm. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/jOJdNrfl.jpg"/><br /><span><i>The Aduana is next to the bus in this photo. The seguro office is across from the bus.  Migracion is right next to where the bikes are parked. And the office  where you get your insurance document stamped is exactly where the  curtain has been drawn in the upper right-hand corner of the photo. I  guess it was nap-time again. <img border="0" src="http://d26ya5yqg8yyvs.cloudfront.net/yelrotflmao.gif"/></i></span><br /><br />7.  Then I stood in line for migration - a line which I was told to cut for  no reason. No problem. Roel also had to collect his passport. Since we  were at this point in the same process as Shannon and Mike, it was easy  to trade off  watching bikes/helmets, ect. so that  was at least really helpful. (Apparently we were supposed to have a  sticker in our passports in order to have Migracion stamp them, and we  were supposed to have paid $1 for this sticker... but we didn't and for  some reason it wasn't a problem.) Next, a guy walking around in plain  clothes found us to tell us he needed to inspect our bikes. No problem  for Roel and I. In fact he was pretty cheeky with us and told Roel he  should marry me after we told him we were just novios. He did want to  take Mike’s sheepskin because it was an “animal product” (he had already  seen both of our bikes with both of our sheepskins and they weren’t an  issue somehow). Interesting how these officials are nothing if not  consistent. <br /></span>8. Bike fumigation took place about 20 meters down the road. We paid $3 for this. <br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/ltFYmVbl.jpg"/></span><br /><div><div role="button"><span><img src="https://ssl.gstatic.com/ui/v1/icons/mail/images/cleardot.gif"/></span></div></div><div><span><span><br />And then we were off into Panama!!! <br /><br />The  embarrassing but sad truth is that our first stop in Panama was a  McDonalds. We NEEDED air conditioning. And a little ice cream  celebration of entering Panama was a nice side benefit. <br /><br />Bearing  in mind the ferry departure that we wanted to make in 10 days, we  decided to bee-line it for Bocas del Toro. We found a great place to  camp with a little help from iOverlander at a canyon river. <br />We rode the bike down and up a gnarly embankment across a little stream to ensure that no cars would disturb our sleep.<br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/DO0T4fQl.jpg"/><br /><br /><img src="http://i.imgur.com/M0QesBMl.jpg"/><br /><span><i>Good morning!!!</i></span></span></span></div>

Crossing into Panama from Costa Rica

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Sorry we’ve been MIA, guys. We’ve been racing around Panama in order to see everything we wanted to see and meet everyone we wanted to meet there before we had to catch the ferry to Colombia. I promise we’ll be…
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Punta Bermeja, Argentina

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Just west of El Condor, maybe 15-20 miles along on the eastern coast of Argentina, is a small village, Loberia (which is also the word for sea lion colony).  Another 2 miles past that lies Punta Bermeja where there is…
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Palencia and Belmonte

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This weekend we had separate guys and girls rides planned. As Dan says “moments from the Guys ride” 260 km to Palencia and then back.Sara was off to ride with Alicia Sornosa for her Ladies on the road event.…
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04/01/2015 – 636 days/53888 miles

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Well, I’ve made it back to Denver, which means this trip is over!(They could’ve made the sign a little more colorful…)From Joshua Tree, I made a couple stops, in Las Vegas (unfortunately I didn’t win enough money to…
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La Costa de Argentina

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Time to keep moving again so we push north to Las Grutas, a town which our Santiago, Chile friend, Roberto, suggested as a nice beach stop. It turns out to be a nice relaxing place.  We camp for a couple…
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Valencia

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Poor Modesto had to work during the week so we took off to the east coast to Valencia for a few days. Straight there on the highway it 350 km, but we managed to go on the secondary roads for…
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Buenos Aires photos

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Buenos Aires

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*you can watch the video with English subtitles Click here to see all the photos from Buenos Aires!  Time flies! I’ve been in Buenos Aires for 3 months now without realizing it! No, I’m not staying here because I like…
As always holidaying in Scotland at Easter is a bit of a gamble especially if you are motorcycling and camping but all in all we got away with it. Easter Friday saw the run up to Strontian (The place not the element) in much rain, matter of fact when w...

Easter showers, some sun, snow and sleet

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As always holidaying in Scotland at Easter is a bit of a gamble especially if you are motorcycling and camping but all in all we got away with it. Easter Friday saw the run up to Strontian (The place not…

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