We hadn’t been north in El Salvador and I’d heard that the old FMLN guerrilla stronghold was north of us, close to the Honduras border. But it would be a long day if we were going there and back again to set up in San Miguel for the Honduran border, so we set off very early.
There’s a connecting road between Chapeltique and Gotera in the track below
that turned out go through the most prosperous land we’d seen yet in this country. The countryside was beautiful
Rich people
Lots of this
And of course what would riding be in Central America be without one of these in almost constant view
Then we started gaining elevation, slowly and constantly. We were under time pressure so not a lot of shots of this day. Villagers doing the wash in the rivers. A constant
Good basic riding
Up more into thick forest
To the town of Perquin, which is definitely the meanest town I’ve passed through in the last while. I didn’t take pictures of much because I didn’t want to piss even a dog off. Money here too, maybe bad money, who knows
But plenty of steel doors . Lucinda doesn’t even want to go on the kickstand here. I think this house is an inside joke
Because this is the norm
Or like this
This might even be a B&B
This guy’s cheering up the neighbourhood with his red steel doors
Then a long ride to San Miguel down through the mountains
