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WEEK 5 – An Unexpected Return…

As some of you may know, Randy’s foot was actually injured and in need of surgery. He has been back in the states now for roughly a month; we are hoping for a quick recovery post surgery and have him continue his journey! After my visit to the first Orphanage was complete, I headed to a beautiful little beach town near Acapulco. As I was settling into this fantastic little boutique hotel, I noticed that…

Week 4 – About 2800 Miles Traveled: First Orphanage Stop

My first stop at an Orphanage was in Miacatlan for a 3-day visit with over 450 children. Although I never really knew what to expect, to be honest from the time I moment I arrived I was a little stunned. Let me hold that thought for a moment. First of all, the orphanage (or more accurately known as the Home) is incredibly large. I arrived and saw a huge wall that literally covers an entire…

WEEK 3 – MAZATLAN TO MEXICO CITY (TOLUCA) About 2,500 Miles Traveled

Another amazing week traveling through Mexico, despite a recent incident in which landed me here at the lovely Crowne Plaza (although I won’t get ahead of myself just yet). Let me pick up where I left off- from the Ferry boat on my way to Mazatlan. Luckily, I had met a group of bicyclists who were on their way to Brazil to following their instructor to study Brazilian martial arts- that combines dance and martial…

WEEK 2 – 1600 Miles Traveled

Here I am- in La Paz Mexico near the end of Baja. My bike is completely loaded up with all of my riding gear as I’m preparing to ride the overnight ferry to Mazatlan. The trip to Baja has been nothing less than extraordinary- although it didn’t start out too fun with a nearly three hour border crossing experience. After going back and forth between two immigration offices, I finally had all my paperwork straightened…

WEEK 1 – Approximately 850 Miles Traveled Folsom to San Felipe, Mexico

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The epic adventures begins. Wow, am I really on a 4 month trip to Central and South America? It doesn’t seem real. Its then that I realized how hard this would be being away from family and friends for months, staying in hotels rooms by myself. I think I had my harsh awakening when a truck driver from Mississippi came over from his truck and said, “is it cold on that thing?” I smiled with a reply of “it’s cold when it’s cold, hot when it’s hot, windy when it’s windy, and rainy when its rainy”. He nodded and shared a story about a motorcycle wreck- to make me feel better for the day I assume. Yet then, there are moments like I had when meeting Richard, a security guard in Pauma Valley- whom pulled out a $100 bill after hearing about the journey I had begun.  As he handed me his generous contribution, he stated “I love what you’re doing.”  

My bike all packed up!
My bike all packed up!

Its moments like these that remind me, throughout my travels of unpacking, packing, and meeting new people-  I am inevitably going to discover more of who I am as a person along the way.

So, I am off to the Mexican border today- I’m excited to arrive to the little town I last traveled to in my 20’s called San Felipe. It was a crazy town back then, a lot of fun. I remember it being a  place where you can ride your off road vehicles right into the middle of the street- sort of like a Wild West Mexico- style.