Written by: Jeff McMahan
The first day of the Mototaxi Junket saw three police escorts, a 50km ride in the back of a truck, dinner for a buck twenty-five, and a nine-year old that sang for us, needed new shoes, was his birthday, was cold because he had no jacket, and his name was “Brian Smith“, ahem.
We didn’t get more than 5km out of the launch city of Piura before the Federales had the road blocked and told us we could not drive on the highway.
Today we are hoping for none of that.
On the plus side, the live streaming went off without a hitch! We will be doing much of the same today.
We are in a town called Chulacanos [sic] and plan on getting to at least El Cruce, which means crossing the desert and salt flats.
Travis and I have been deliberating whether or not going down the highway makes much sense given the 50km checkpoints and what lies in between. Safety in numbers may be the way to go. If you haven’t checked out the stream, you should, great fun.
The link is on our site. We’ll be live in a couple hours. Let’s Roll!