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Back to having a personality, a meaning for life, an identity...(and a bit scary) getting back in the saddle after such a long break but feeling whole again!. <br />And please indulge the odd typo as this keyboard has most of the letters scratched off the keys!! so its a bit off guesswork on the hunt and peck....
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Bill Shum2006-03-24 21:51:55
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Back to having a personality, a meaning for life, an identity...(and a bit scary) getting back in the saddle after such a long break but feeling whole again!.
And please indulge the odd typo as this keyboard has most of the letters scratched off the keys!! so its a bit off guesswork on the hunt and peck....
And the tyres are here, somewhere, stuck in customs, stuck in the warehouse...who knows but they're stuck...so we headed off to the beach at Puerto Colombia...first the traffic of Caracas to contend with, always congested but we manage to slip the lanes even with our fat arsed bikes...then a couple of hours on the autopista to the turn off...ahhh, this is more like it, a one-and-a-half lane concrete road, poured in 3 meter slabs and striated, luckily, as its pretty steep and winds up and around this mountain before dropping down to the coast.
I saw from the plane coming in from Panama that all along the Venezuelan coast the mountains just rise up out of the sea, never realised its sooo mountainous, and hundreds of little beaches and coves all along the coast. Trouble is, how to get to them?...I reckon if you had
Merida roada boat you could get to some v isolated places...for the rest there are these small windy roads that get you down from the inland highways.
By the time we get to Colombia I am getting back the feel for the bike. And this is a tres cute little fishing village-cum-tourist spot....a few dozen fishing boats crowding up the creek, lots of fish!!...several little trucks full of ice that take the fish back to Caracas I guess....a lovely malecon boardwalk with gardens, palm trees, the inevitable grubby pelocans and frigate birds....I was sitting having a morning coffee, watching the sea, when a little hummingbird starting working over the hibiscus bush right beside me...gradually working his/her way around from flower to flower, ending up in some blossoms only a few inches from me...unreal!!
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