20/2/1013 Otavalo to the Equator to south of Otón
D60, T4.16, Av14.3, max64, Tot11482, 1262
Fine and very cold on tops, warm in valleys
After such a luxurious lodging, we were very slow in leaving finally getting away at 1000. Devin had money to get and tyre pressures to check.
It was good to be back on the road again. As usual we were faced with a climb out of town. There are Eucalypt trees everywhere you look in this area. Many people are making a living milling them.
We were pretty close to the equator, it is south of Cayambe.
Anyway, cruising ahead of Devin south of Cayambe, I missed the whole deal. It had fairly nondescript signage. Devin stopped, thinking I had kept going. Though I had stopped just down the road thinking he had a flat tyre and had stopped for the repair.
He came looking for me and we both headed back to the site.
It was great that we should share this occasion together, both being solo riders.
It was more of a milestone for Devin who had come all the way here from Alaska.
After half an hour of time here we headed into the southern hemisphere, where vines and water leaving the hand basin do it differently than in the north hemisphere.
Alli and Glenn had emailed, they were ahead of me, we may not see each other again, but you never know.
The road from the equator started climbing, on the tops there was a strong and chilly wind blowing with a bit of rain.
One noticeable climate effect here is that with altitude the temperature drops rapidly and yet as you descend it is like summer in the valleys. This temp change is unlike more temperate climes.
We stopped at the tiny town of Otón and stocked up for the night , as we were camping.
This involved buying water, eggs, veges etc.
From here we needed a spot out of the wind to bed down.
Devin asked a farmer if we could use the land up behind his house, all was good.
Walking to the top of the property we found the best level spot on the side of the hill alongside a water canal. It had just the best views over the valley to the new Quito airport.
Campsites don’t get much better. We ate, marveled at the view, yarned a bit, but otherwise were both worn out.
The lights of the pueblos and airport were twinkling in the cool air. Clouds were coming and going, as were large planes. The southern cross was very low in the sky, the perennial night time dweller in the southern hemisphere.
We get on really well, but this will be our last night camping together. We have had a bloody good time together. From Quito I hope to head to the coast and Devin is heading south due to time restrictions and the seasons.
D60, T4.16, Av14.3, max64, Tot11482, 1262
Fine and very cold on tops, warm in valleys
After such a luxurious lodging, we were very slow in leaving finally getting away at 1000. Devin had money to get and tyre pressures to check.
It was good to be back on the road again. As usual we were faced with a climb out of town. There are Eucalypt trees everywhere you look in this area. Many people are making a living milling them.
We were pretty close to the equator, it is south of Cayambe.
Anyway, cruising ahead of Devin south of Cayambe, I missed the whole deal. It had fairly nondescript signage. Devin stopped, thinking I had kept going. Though I had stopped just down the road thinking he had a flat tyre and had stopped for the repair.
He came looking for me and we both headed back to the site.
It was great that we should share this occasion together, both being solo riders.
It was more of a milestone for Devin who had come all the way here from Alaska.
After half an hour of time here we headed into the southern hemisphere, where vines and water leaving the hand basin do it differently than in the north hemisphere.
Alli and Glenn had emailed, they were ahead of me, we may not see each other again, but you never know.
The road from the equator started climbing, on the tops there was a strong and chilly wind blowing with a bit of rain.
One noticeable climate effect here is that with altitude the temperature drops rapidly and yet as you descend it is like summer in the valleys. This temp change is unlike more temperate climes.
We stopped at the tiny town of Otón and stocked up for the night , as we were camping.
This involved buying water, eggs, veges etc.
From here we needed a spot out of the wind to bed down.
Devin asked a farmer if we could use the land up behind his house, all was good.
Walking to the top of the property we found the best level spot on the side of the hill alongside a water canal. It had just the best views over the valley to the new Quito airport.
Campsites don’t get much better. We ate, marveled at the view, yarned a bit, but otherwise were both worn out.
The lights of the pueblos and airport were twinkling in the cool air. Clouds were coming and going, as were large planes. The southern cross was very low in the sky, the perennial night time dweller in the southern hemisphere.
We get on really well, but this will be our last night camping together. We have had a bloody good time together. From Quito I hope to head to the coast and Devin is heading south due to time restrictions and the seasons.