Monday, December 10, 2012

Riding the Middle of the World

I know that onboard the cruisers, when one crosses the Equator for the first time, there is a ceremony   to recognize that the mid-point in our old planet has been reached.  We did not break out the champagne, and in fact there seems to be a bit of a contraversy about where the real Equator is.   In true traveller fashion, we visited both sites  and I am providing documentation of said expeditions.


Some lead up shots, with Uli at Cayumbe, the "real" Equator...









Two ways to tour: moto and a big yellow bus...you choose...


Hmnn...I think I will steal some of Uli's photos and put them in here.

 Dogs are Dogs, no matter what language they speak...

Labs are Labs: a smile with a stomach attached...

Kids are Kids....


Before the dirt ride debacle...



At 4400 meters looking at a big drop....


 Two Canucks between two Brits...


Round and round we go...



Green, Green hills of home....




 Up, Up, and away....



Want to see the data of that ride??





Nice Church shot..





Off to market....

 Soccer with the kids...



Out the hotel window...


Back to the Middle of the World...








The other Equator, near Quito, for the tourists...
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So in order to establish our creds, we have shown both Equators....and then we rode to Banos, with its hot springs...

 The water from the waterfalls is hot, coming from the local Volcano, and supplies the pools...


 Uli getting hot..

 Me getting warmer...





 The really hot pool...
 The soak was good, but like all things, timing is everything, and I could not take the piles and piles of humanity which kept crowding the small pool, so I did not hang in there for too long..and I was too tired to outwait the kids and their parents.

We tried to get away as early as possible, for a run to Cuenaca, which was close to 300 km. down the Pan American highway..

 We were faster than Garmin, and found that we needed to shortcut through some dirt in order to catch the main highway again....


I got ahead of Uli and was setting up for a road shot when this guy appeared.

And his friend, a girl shepherd, or rather a Ecuadorian Donkey wrangler, who was a girl...

Here comes Uli...
 Oh, Oh, there is a local in the pic...

There goes Uli...

Uli blasted on past, and then the local lady gave me a blast for taking her picture.  I think she put a curse on me, so to be safe, I am going to take lots of pictures of Churches...








If any of you are thinking the twisty roads are photoshopped, check out my new tires: I am using all of them to get around these corners...



And further evidence that there are few straight roads in Ecuador:



 Thanks to some fine navigating, we arrived in Cuenaca in daylight...


View from the hotel room...

Wooden floors that squeak...I am homesick for my old house...





 The bikes get to sleep in the restaurant...

Tres cool, no?

 The stairs looked like they were built of yew..

Figuring I had better get to work on countering the old ladys' cursing at me, I set out to do a walkabout  and lo and behold, we saw about 7  churches nearby...take that bruja!!



















 I swear, I don't know how this got in there....
































And to cap off the anti-curse Crusade, I draw your attention to some random shots that I found on my camera from Mexican and Guatemalan  days...and nights.







I promise to get permission before I take pictures of little old ladies on high mountain roads in Ecuador....