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We Build Our Own Version of an Around the World Motorcycle Once we decided that we were going to ride a motorcycle around the world, I started thinking about what kind of motorcycle would be right. I came away from the Horizons Unlimited meeting thinking that our 1995 Honda Pacific Coast, “Broken Arrow,” would fit […]
At some point it didn’t seem so crazy to ride a motorcycle to South America.
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Getting to know our 100 year old adobe in the middle of Puerto Vallarta
How can you change your life without changing your work? Here’s one guy’s case history.
Mexico’s perfect economic storm works to our advantage in Puerto Vallarta
Plan B takes shape
Before you go there, you gotta leave here.
Herewith the argument for keeping the immigration laws as is
This is the story of how we decided to search for our Next Great Thing
Can eleven Type A personalities get along for fifteen days? Yes, IF they’re riding bikes and being taken care of by Pampa Adventures.
The Atacama Desert stretches 600 miles along the coast of Chile. It is the driest desert on earth, having no recorded rain for the last 150 years. Think of Death Valley, and then multiply it by 100X. There is not ONE plant growing in this place, not a shrub, cactus or weed.
Our tour was organized by Rawhyde Adventures, BMW’s official off-road riding school which teaches guys like me to be Real Dirt Eating Men. Typically, I skipped the school. Also, to “qualify” for going on this adventure tour, one had to fill out a questionnaire asking about one’s dirt riding experience. I approached answering these questions as any ex-ad man might: lots of embellishment on the positives, not too much emphasis on the negatives. Net, I omitted the fact that the last time I’d ridden a motorcycle on dirt was 1993. This would come back to haunt me when crossing the Andes, which in this case included 250 kilometers of dirt road…
I stopped feeling guilty after the first day of seeing hundreds of people on the side of the road cheering our little band of Dakar Chasers. I started to sign my name, “Fred USA” with more gusto after the first dozen autograph requests. At first, pictures with girls, their boyfriends/husbands, their children, and grandparents were done passively – OK, if you insist!
There is nothing that can prepare one to witness first-hand what racers go through during Dakar’s fifteen days.