One of my favorite nights accommodations. My little mud boob. A cold wind whip and howled but I spent a cozy night lit with a warm glow from candles.
One big Soccor field
Getting to this church was a wrong turn...
Getting down was good fun...
Bolivian border crossing
Creaked and groaned under the weight of Davie
Police station camping. Puerto Acosta. Waiting for the immigration shack to open
On the old road to Lapaz
It probably didn't look much different when Butch and Sundance rode by.
The Altiplano has a quiet and amazing beauty to it
I felt a bit like a desperado at times rolling into muddy pueblos. I could refer to my self as The Dirtdance kid... if Cass was still here I could call him Butch Cass-idy....but that would be pretty corny, so I won't. Not in public anyway.
Happy holidays and thanks for your great blog!ReplyDelete
Thanx and Happy Holidays back to you DDDelete
Almost Christmas again. Dale and I love the blog. Keep up the great photography. We love and miss you very much. Our thoughts are with you always, Merry Christmas.ReplyDelete
Thanx Batman, Merry X-mas back at ya! Love and miss you guys too. Hug the whole family for me please?Delete
A new post from this blog is the first thing I check when I start my days. What you're doing is nothing short of amazing and it grows my passion and hunger for a similar adventure! Safe travels and happy holidays, Kurt!ReplyDelete
Thanx Jacob, Thats a heck of a compliment. I`m sure glad I can help to fill your days with wanderlust and daydreams. Happy Holidays to you as well!Delete
Would love to have been there...ReplyDelete
Particularly for the Mud Boob digs, and those faint dirt tracks...
Yea, It was a good. Polar opposite of our Run in Peru, but still good non the less. Keep yer eyes out for the mud boobs when your back up this way. Only used by farmers at certain times, so mostly available for cozy sleeping by passing mtn bikers.Delete
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