Which as usual is made up of this
It’s a beautiful day to leave Medellin. Off we go through the southern outskirts for about an hour
And we’re soon into the mountains riding the twisties
Passing through a small mountain village on a ridge line, a video (a reminder here to click the HD button top-right)
Higher into the clouds. I’m wondering whether it’s going to rain
Where the trees are full of egrets and Lucinda wants to show off her skinny new panniers
Then it starts raining hard. Getting close to Salento we round a corner to this
The cars are turning around but the riders are helping each other lift their bikes over the trunk. I think bloody hell it’ll take a few for Lucinda. I check the GPS and hooray, there’s another route around. We only loose a few hundted yards. I wonder why the local riders aren’t going for the detour and quickly realize I’m missing the point. Working together as a community, bogus reason or not, is satisfying.
Wow, the roads look awfully good. I’m surprised.
Infrastructural projects like roads (when they’re done) seem to be done well. The work crews are impressive to watch throughout CA, and SA for far. To them, laying a road is a responsibility and a skill however they take their time. Roads stay in good condition because of the consistent temperatures and workmanship, like crisp edging. You rarely see tar stripes or filled potholes (in my experience with the exception of Hunduras, Guatemala and parts of Mexico). But the roads are dirty (in my experience the worst being Belize and Guatemala) and hazardous for motos when wet, which is often.