The final stretch: Tarma to Paracas

Should I stay or should I go? I don't even really like the Clash, but I can't think of another song lyric or cliche to encapsulate my mentality the last week of my trip. I was lying in a hotel room in Tarma, a touristy city in the eastern Andes, battling a nasty case of … Continue reading The final stretch: Tarma to Paracas

Up against the divide: Cajatambo to Tarma

Cold. Tired. Uninspired. Bored? The last week of riding was my toughest mentally and physically yet. For three days I felt like I was on the world’s largest yo-yo – ascending huge climbs, only to drop a long way down again. I had one particularly amazing day that renewed my spirits, but the three after … Continue reading Up against the divide: Cajatambo to Tarma