Overnight Ian had decided that he wished to make Bogota asap so there would be more of a chance that he could ship his bike to New York to try and sell it. In order to do so he would take the shorter inland route to Belem. John opted to go on the longer route around the coast and since it was my intention to go back to Buenos Aires on reaching Bogota I decided to tag along with Ian. It was a long hard ride on roads made lethal by the quality of driving. At dusk we met another biker on a GS1150. Nelson a Brazilian who was also heading for Ouro Preto. So against the number 1 rule of Adventure Motorcycling we rode the last 40km after dark. The town is set on the side of a very
steep hill and consists of a maze of narrow cobbled streets. Not the ideal situation for a very tired Londoner on a heavy Triumph Tiger. Consequently I was not surprised to find Daisy on her side after trying a rather too tight U-turn. We used a hotel finder to get us a hotel at a sensible rate but since this was a tourist detination many hotels were full and the others were asking silly money. We eventually found one and headed out to find some food to top up our very low energy levels.
steep hill and consists of a maze of narrow cobbled streets. Not the ideal situation for a very tired Londoner on a heavy Triumph Tiger. Consequently I was not surprised to find Daisy on her side after trying a rather too tight U-turn. We used a hotel finder to get us a hotel at a sensible rate but since this was a tourist detination many hotels were full and the others were asking silly money. We eventually found one and headed out to find some food to top up our very low energy levels.
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