• Paul
    Shepherd
Vehicle Type
Motorcycle

Life With Glee. South America on a YB125

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After Hurricane Irma sank Sailing Vessel Glee, my retirement home in the Caribbean, Sept 6th 2017, I found myself homeless again.

Not long after, I was offered a sailing gig to Colombia from Turkey with the same backpack I´d salvaged from Glee to shelter the storm in a laundry on the island of St Martin.

January 2018 I set foot on a new continent in sweaty Cartagena wondering what to do next. At least being homeless in the tropics doesn´t demand shelter as urgently as back in the UK.

Browsing the internet, a familiar looking bike appeared for sale in HUBB. Nikita´s Yamaha YB125 I´d been following on Soundaround.me.

Cusco, Peru.

Thousands of Kilometers away but a mere 2 week bus ride on the map.

And so, I arrive in Cusco April 6th with the same backpack from Glee almost bonded like the shell on a snail´s back and $1100 dollars ready cash. To become homeless with style.

Truth be told, by this time I had already made friends up in San Gil in Colombia and intended to ride back through the Andes and Ecuador returning to the little community in the hills in Central Colombia. However, it would be a crime not to visit Machu Picchu, and Lake Titicaca wasn´t that far... and what about La Paz? Cochabamba is worth a look. And so it goes all the way down Brazil, Paraguay and Argentina.

Plan? What plan? Always something to see around the next corner.

These are the voyages of the motorcycle successor to Glee, the ship that rests on the bottom of Simpson Bay Lagoon, Sintt Maarten. The name that lives on only as a blog title, not that Life With Glee isn´t a great description for the ensuing adventure.

Although the voyage starts over a year ago, it is still on going, meandering through uncertainty perhaps as far as Cape Horn and back again if the gods favour my wayward drift through life...

 

 

 

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Plaza De Armas through the window of Paddy's Irish Bar.

I chose the shortest route from Lima to Cusco via Nazca. Fear mongers related stories of bandits holding up coaches in the Andes where there is no cell signal available for calling for help. The last reported case I could find was in 2013, 5 years previous. Being held up looked extremely unlikely, to me, despite sensational internet reports.