Dakar Rally 2012 in Argentina, Chile and Peru (Video)

Are you ready for the most amazing auto race (trucks, cars and motorcycles) in the world? I can't wait!

From January 1st to 15th the Dakar Rally will take place in and across the borders of Argentina, Chile and Peru. If all goes according to plan I'll be in Peru January 13th to 15th to follow the race to the finish.

El Museo del Oro Experience

Here's a short 2 minute experimental video of a display within the Museo del Oro. I walked into a pitch black room, some music started to play and I found myself surrounded by gold.

Location:Bogota, Colombia

El Museo del Oro in Bogota, Colombia

El Museo del Oro (Gold Museum) is a museum true to it's name. It displays a extensive collection of pre-Hispanic gold work - said to be the biggest in the world. Here's a few pieces that I liked.

El Museo Botero in Bogota, Colombia

Today, I visited one of the the most amazing museums that I've ever come across. There is something special about this museum dedicated to Fernando Botero. I have been fortunate enough to visit amoung others the Met, Louvre, Smithsonian, Vatican, Orsay and British Museums. But to me the Museo Botero is an extraordinary museum for the quality of the collection of art, the simple yet elegant presentation and the seemingly good sentiments that this combination of art and layout invoked in me. I was amazed that one artists could create so many pieces of art using various mediums such as oils, pastels, sketchings and sculptures.

Here are some of my favorite pieces.

Mariano (Argentina), Erin (Canada) and Christophe (Guadeloupe/France) joined me in visiting the museum.

Nuevo Zapatos (New Shoes/Tires) for Emi

My odometer on my bike rolled over to 7000 miles today. I thought that I'd celebrate by getting some nuevo zapatos (new shoes/tires) for Emi.

I asked a local motorcyclist where I might be able to find a motorcycle shop that sells tires and he directed me to a street called Avenida 1 de Mayo between Avenida NQS and Avenida 10.


The street is lined on both sides with about a half mile of moto shops.


All the motorcyclists ride up and down the street looking for what they need, then pull up on the sidewalk to park.


I found a shop that had some Perelli MT60 tires in the right size for my bike.


In the small garage the mechanics went to work on my bike. I also asked for an oil change and lube. I had them check my break pads and they seemed to still be in good shape.


Afterwards, I rode down the street and found a moto wash.


I had been riding through quite a bit of rain and dirt, so it was nice having my bike cleaned up a bit for $3. They didn't do a great job, but I think Emi appreciated it.

I also picked up temporary insurance for Colombia for my bike. After visiting a few insurance sales offices and being told that it is only possible to buy a full year of insurance, I found Seguros SurAmerica at Carrera 10, #28-49 Edificio Davivienda which sold me two months of insurance at a reasonable rate.day

Now I'm ready to ride the Andes Mountains of South America.

Crossing The Darien Gap from Panama to Colombia

UPDATE as of April 2015. The roll-on roll-off ferry service Ferry Xpress to cross from Panama to Colombia has suspended their service.

The Darien Gap is a 30 mile stretch of land that lies between Panama and Colombia. It is thick jungle that is pretty inhospitable to most human beings. There are some indigenous people, guerrillas and drug runners that do inhabit the area.

There was one group of adventure motorcyclists that crossed through the Darien Gap in 1995 on specially modified motorcycles. Their journey is documented at Outback of Beyond.

For most adventure motorcyclists there are a few options for crossing the Darien Gap.
1. Ship your bike from Colon to Cartagena on a cargo ship and buy a ticket on a separate ship or airplane for yourself.
2. Ship your bike from Colon to Cartagena on a passenger sailboat that will carry both you and your bike.
3. Ship your bike from Panama City to Bogota on a cargo airplane and buy a separate airplane ticket for yourself.

I looked into all of these options.
1. This option cost about $700 for the cargo ship and then $100 to $300 for the passenger ticket. This would take about 2 days of travel and 1 to 2 days of arduous import/export paperwork. I would need to complete paperwork myself.
2. This option sounds like fun and cost about $500 for the bike and $500 for the passage. It takes about 5 days of sailing and stopping at islands and ports along the way. And, I would have to complete the paperwork myself.
3. This option cost about $900 for the cargo plane and $450 for the passenger plane ticket. It takes 1 day and the cargo plane shipping company handles the paperwork.

I looked into option 1 and it didn't really appeal to me. It was not really cost effective and some of the logistics and paperwork seemed problematic.

Option 2 was a real option. I actually rode from Panama City on the west coast to Portabelo on the east coast to investigate this option. By phone a guy named Captain Jack said that there were three sailboats leaving over the next few day. When arrived to check it out, it wasn't true. It is somewhat late in the sailing season and there were not any sailboats leaving until after Christmas. Also, if I waited and elected for this option I would have to complete the paperwork myself.

This left me with Option 3. I contacted a company called Girag and inquired about cargo flights. Each day Girag would tell me that there might be a flight and they would let me know. However, they would only give me about an one hour advance notice. Not a lot of time to pack, ride and prep the bike for shipment. After a few days of missed connections and flights I made it work.

I was in the town of Portabelo on the eastern side of Panama checking into the sailing ships. After finding out that there were not any sailboats leaving this week, I sent an email to Girag inquiring if they had any flights available. I received an email at 3pm stating that I would need to turn over my bike before 4pm to prep it for a flight leaving the next day at 7am.

I sent an email back that I was on my way, even though I was on the other side of the country.

I hopped on Emi and rode. The ride across the country is only about 1 hour in good weather. Luckily the weather was holding up.

Until about 45 minutes into the trip... then it started to rain... and then the traffic slowed down. I rolled into Panama City at about 4:30pm, but still had to cross the town to the airport on the other side of town. I rode through the rain and reached the dock of Girag at 5pm. When I arrived the door was locked.

I looked around the dock and eventually found someone. I mentioned that I was told that I could turn over my bike for preparation for shipment for the 7am flight. To my surprise... they said okay!

I unloaded all my bags, disconnected the battery and siphoned out most of the gas. I completed one page of paperwork and turned my baby over to Girag.

I then caught a ride over to the passenger terminal to book a ticket with Copa Airlines to transport me.

The ticketing agents were not very helpful. I believe that it was the end of the day, they were ending their shift and they did not want to book a last minute flight. I did understand that it was probably one of the busiest times of year for them, right before Christmas. They shuffled me between the ticketing counter and the departure counter. Each desk telling me that the other would help out. Each desk telling me that there were no flights available over the next few days. They also told me that I could not buy a one way ticket to Colombia, that I was require to buy a round trip ticket or show proof that I would be leaving the country.

Eventually, one of the ticketing agents said that I should show up early in the morning and try to fly standby. I resided to spending the night in the airport and trying my luck the next day.

I found a cafe to eat dinner. I was fortunate in that the cafe had internet access. I used my iPhone and Kayak.com to check for fights between Panama City and Bogota. Turns out that there was one seat available on the second flight of the day at 7:45am. I booked it.

I spent the night in the airport... woke up early the next morning.. boarded my flight...

and 2 hours later landed in Bogota, Colombia.

I caught a free shuttle to the cargo terminal and found the Girag office. They told me that the cargo flight had not yet arrived and that I should return at about 4pm. I took this as good news. They had a nice little lounge with a cafe and some vending machines. I bought some food, found an ATM in the FedEx office and withdrew some Colombian Bolivars and kicked back and rested in their lobby.

While waiting I came across another adventure motorcyclist name Ken who was riding a BMW Dakar. He had arrived the day before, but had just received his bike and completed the paperwork. He was on the receiving dock inspecting and prepping his bike to ride. We talked a little and exchanged info.

At around 3:30pm Girag notified me that my bike had arrived. They handed over the keys and bill of lading. I went to the customs office to complete the paperwork. I was done within 30 minutes. I went back to Girag to take delivery of my bike. When they pulled my bike up to the unloading ramp I inspected it. There was some cosmetic damage to the sides and the handlebars seemed to be misaligned. They probably dropped Emi on her side. I reconnected the battery and started her up... she seemed to be okay. I torqued the handlebars a little and got them back into shape. Emi is a tough girl. I signed the paperwork and rode my bike down the loading ramp onto the dock.

I grabbed my bags from the Girag office and I was ready. I asked a local motorcyclist who was hanging around the dock if he could show me the way into Bogota. He obliged and I rode into town. I found a hostel called the Platypus which I planned to make my home for the next few days.

Celebrating Christmas in Bogota, Colombia

I woke up on Christmas morning without anything to really do. No family time this year... no presents... no dinner feast... no church to attend. But I thought that I could still make it special.

There is a mountain overlooking the city of Bogota that is called Monserrate. The mountain is a tourist destination because from the top there is a scenic view of the city. The mountain is also a pilgrimage destination because there is an iglesia (church) at the top.

A few of the travelers I had met said that Monserrate was worth visiting. Even though it sounded a bit touristy, I didn't have anything to do, so I decided that I'd check it out. It turned out to be a perfect way to celebrate Christmas.

To get to Monserrate it was a short walk from my hotel. At the base of the mountain is a welcome building.

One can hike up the mountain, take a ferrocarril (train) or take a teleferico (cable car). It was sprinkling rain, so I didn't feel like hiking.

I decided to take the teleferico.

After waiting in a short line, it was time to board.

We were packed inside...

and up the mountain we went.

Once at the top of the mountain there were some amazing views of Bogota from the south...

to the north.

The view was probably worth the visit.

There was also an iglesia (church).

And an ascending walkway that takes one along a statue garden of the Via Crucis (Stations of the Cross). While the Stations of the Cross are traditionally used in remembrance during Lent and Easter, it was a nice way to remember the link between Jesus's birth, death and resurrection.

I. Jesus is condemned to death

II. Jesus is given His cross

III. Jesus falls the first time

IV. Jesus meets His Mother

V. Simon of Cyrene carries the cross

VI. Veronica wipes the face of Jesus

VII. Jesus falls the second time

VIII. Jesus meets the daughters of Jerusalem

IX. Jesus falls the third time

X. Jesus is stripped of His garments

XI. Crucifixion: Jesus is nailed to the cross

XII. Jesus dies on the cross

XIII. Jesus' body is removed from the cross

XIV. Jesus is laid in the tomb and covered in incense.

The Resurrection

After walking uphill by the Stations of the Cross, I attended a Misa (Mass Service).

It started with some burning of incense.

There was a procession of the priests.

The church was pretty full, but I managed to find a seat on a pew in the back.

There was a message, reading of scripture, prayer and singing.

A wonderful expression of faith.

After some time on the mountain top, I took the ferrocarril (train) back down to the city.

Turned out to be a great reminder of Jesus's birth, death and resurrection. And for me a nice personal celebration of Christmas.