motorcyclediarrhea

Eat the garbage continental breakfast at the motel I’m staying at, coffee tastes like ass, rice krispies, individually wrapped muffins that are gooey with sugar. But whatever, today I ride for Vegas baby, and I’m taking the scenic route. Peter had recommended the Angeles Crest highway as a great bike ride, so I ride north [...]

I had sent my phone number at the motel to my mum by text message and she calls me right on time 8am local time. I chat with her and dad for a little while, and dad reconfirms all the details for our Vegas meeting on Sunday night. I get my ass in gear and [...]

I wake up at Peter’s place and wander out of the guest room and discover Peter is already awake. He’s printing off maps of the LA area for me. I contemplate telling him what a little shit I really am, and how I actually don’t deserve any of the royal treatment I’ve received, but I [...]

Peter and I are meeting at the Motel 6 at 9am, so I get up around 7am, shower, and get dressed to head out for a bite to eat. The weather is cool, damp, and foggy…very unlike typical southern California weather. I go to put on my running shoes, and as I pull them out [...]

I try to sleep in today but it just doesn’t work.  I tend to wake up everyday around 4:30 or 5:30am, thinking about the day ahead.  I’m overcome with a weird feeling that I can’t fully describe, some mix of let-down, disappointment, nostalgia…as if a piece of this adventure has been removed.  Being in the [...]

Up and on the road early, riding for the border. Toll roads the whole way, and I’m flying along. A military check point, likely my last, they search me and make conversation about the bike, and I’m on my way. This is fully desert heat now, and the terrain is interesting. Trying to get rid [...]

I leave San Blas at 6:15am, just as the sun starts to rise. The route is mostly toll roads, so I’m making incredible time, averaging 140kph at least. These toll roads are empty, flat and straight, so I can just open it right up. Today was fairly uneventful. I have decided to leave Mexico as [...]

Up and pack up early, the hotel is dead, but there is a young american couple sitting in the dark next to the front desk with their luggage. The hotel owner had let me park my bike in the lobby, which was a tight squeeze, and the americans help me get it out onto the [...]

*(I kept a hand written journal throughout my trip, and sometimes I would get off topic and write other stuff…today’s entry gets way off topic, but I think I’ll enter it as it appears in my journal) I’m up at 6:15am, shower, have my pop tarts, get my stuff ready. I take my time because [...]

I’m up at 6:15am, and I’m surprised by how dark it is at this hour…pitch black, no sign of the sun. I eat a pop tart from a stash I had bought when Dave and I were at the grocery store in Guatemala City, and I’m loaded up and on the road by 7am, and [...]

Mike and I depart San Cristobal at 6:30am, and its freezing cold, especially when we get going on the bikes. The gear that I wear is mesh and breathable, meant for hot weather, so the cold wind blows right through it. We ride to Tuxtla, and this is where the road splits; a toll road [...]

Up early and have breakfast with Enriqueta. She is less emotional this time for my departure, and I get the sense that my presence in the house is making life a little complicated for them, since they had booked these three other dudes into the house and weren’t expecting me. But whatever, that family was [...]

a full update shortly…

Hey folks. Blair asked me to post the details of this not-so-little shindig happening at the Mackintosh residence for all Evan’s friends following his journey on the blog. Date: Saturday, August 19 Time: Mid to late afternoon What: BBQ (bring something if you want, but food will be there) Booze: Bring your own, moochers. Where: [...]

Ok so here I am in Vegas…at the hotel waiting for my dad to arrive.  This is a very strange place, Las Vegas.  A huge town in the middle of the desert.  And hot, did I mention hot…the bike almost overheated several times, I was stopping every 50km to let it cool down.  But here [...]