7 Hours Later

After seven hours of grueling riding up and down mountains I made it to a nice fish restaurant where my Peace Corps buddy Manny lives. My average speed was 10mph(going up) and top speed was 36mph( going down). Manny lives under a fish restaurant off the side of the Tegucigalpa-San Pedro Sula Highway and he was nice enough to let my stinky ass stay with him.

What's in the Yellow Bag?

I bet you are all wondering what I am taking on this little bike trip. Well, here it is. Waterproof bag to hold all my stuff, a tent(thanks Dan Y), a Thermarest(thanks Dan G.), a travel hammock(thanks mom), a small blanket(thanks Popi), a frisbee for the beach, five colorful soccer jerseys, 5 pairs of rip off Tommy Hilfiger lycra socks, a travel towel, one pair of padded bike shorts, swimming trunks, video camera and digital still camera(dont tell this to anybody, don't want theives to know), a camel back(thanks Sarah P), medicine, sunscreen, 20 LiveStrong braceletes to give to kids along the way, rehydration salts, anit fungal foot cream, bug repellent, Books(the Motorcycle Miaries, Huck Finn, Mexico Guide book, One Hundred Years of Solitude and Playboy(just kidding), a lock(thanks Logan C), rechargable batteries, two jars of low fat peanut butter, strawberry jelly, running shoes, sandals, electric shaver, extra bike tubes, a leatherman, a big Crocodile Dundee style machete(go away bad guys) and a headlamp. It is pretty amazing to fit all I need in one little bag, we all should try to fit our lives into a waterproof bag. Also a big thanks to Adam Trapani for sending down tons of great bike components and to Alex shorter for bringing down the big trailer.

The Hills are Alive With the Sounds of a Duzer

It was an emotional goodbye Friday morning and my departure was delayed by all the nice people who came to visit and hug me goodbye. After all the tears, I headed out of town and was whooping and hollering all the way down the mountain, yeeeehaaa,sniffle sniffle, yeeehaa!. It was a very freeing moment to be finally pedaling my bike, this advenutre is a year in the making.

Goodbye Esperanza

The kids woke me up at 5am to get their last hug before they went to school. This is what that morning looked like.