Two days... two long days.
From Loreto, I spend an entire day climbing, non-stop climbing. I really don't mind, but it is incredibly hot and I can't drink water fast enough. My daily average is to drink 8+ liters of water. I drink as fast as I can and fill the water bottles as fast as I can. At one point, I must pedal for 10 km without any water... I don't like cutting it that close.
I camp at the top of the last peak, not wanting to start downhill even though I haven't put on many miles and I'd like to get some distance. "Tomorrow," I think to myself. "Tomorrow I'll have a nice start."
So, I camp for the night and start my first fire of the trip. I "found" some fresh corn and I'm dying to roast is on an open fire.
The next day is HUGE! It isn't really downhill as much as it is flat. At this point, flat is good!
I take full advantage of flat and relative cool to put on 80 km before lunch, what I would typically do in one day. The afternoon is brutal! Flat, hot, straight, dry, and a strong wind from the sea. I have to stop every 45 minutes to rest to prevent massive overheating.
I reach my goal of Puerto San Carlos as the sun is setting. The legs are twitching and I walk like an old cowboy. It's been 9 hours of pedaling for 135 km (85 miles), drinking 12 liters of water in the process. It's not long before I find myself rest on the the front porch of dear friends, the Ojeda family. The day day ends by eating coctél de camarón and telling stories. It's great to be back in San Carlos!
From Loreto, I spend an entire day climbing, non-stop climbing. I really don't mind, but it is incredibly hot and I can't drink water fast enough. My daily average is to drink 8+ liters of water. I drink as fast as I can and fill the water bottles as fast as I can. At one point, I must pedal for 10 km without any water... I don't like cutting it that close.
I camp at the top of the last peak, not wanting to start downhill even though I haven't put on many miles and I'd like to get some distance. "Tomorrow," I think to myself. "Tomorrow I'll have a nice start."
So, I camp for the night and start my first fire of the trip. I "found" some fresh corn and I'm dying to roast is on an open fire.
The next day is HUGE! It isn't really downhill as much as it is flat. At this point, flat is good!
I take full advantage of flat and relative cool to put on 80 km before lunch, what I would typically do in one day. The afternoon is brutal! Flat, hot, straight, dry, and a strong wind from the sea. I have to stop every 45 minutes to rest to prevent massive overheating.
I reach my goal of Puerto San Carlos as the sun is setting. The legs are twitching and I walk like an old cowboy. It's been 9 hours of pedaling for 135 km (85 miles), drinking 12 liters of water in the process. It's not long before I find myself rest on the the front porch of dear friends, the Ojeda family. The day day ends by eating coctél de camarón and telling stories. It's great to be back in San Carlos!
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