Pucara To Chulumani ... Getting A Knee Down!!

An early start being in the tent, long day ahead so an early start a welcome.





Muesli and Coffee to kick start the session, packed camped up and set off.

Some traffic was moving, mainly big trucks so we had to be mindful on the tight single lane road.



All was going well until we came across a small creek crossing only 200 - 300 mm deep which we crossed with ease and out the other side where it was wet and greasy ... and the at was it.

1st, .....2nd, ....3rd then bang down we went, it was clay with a wet top and as greasy as a politician, lucky we were only doing 35 - 40 km/hr, there was however one ill placed rock that tested the integrity of the Jesse case and rack, well despite the impact the case hardly had a scar, the mounting system designed to give in an impact worked well.

It spun us nearly 180 degrees and pointed us back to where we had come from ... the dreaded creek as it would turn out



Time to unload some gear as I had injured my shoulder in the crash



Things took a bit of a beating for sure



Oooops



The rack did get a tweaking but as luck would have it we crashed right beside a bunch of mum natures finest tools, a bunch of big sticks and a some rocks, we used these to get things at least remounted so we could carry on, 10 minutes work and we were ready to race.



As we were getting sorted to go a local man rode past on a Jawa twin stinky (they are everywhere here) entered the creek then ring ding splash and he when down and took an epic swing in the freezing water, as quick as a flash he was up and picking up the bike, we ran over to help but he waved us as ok, poor bugger would have frozen his nuts off and his moto was not happy either probably have water in at least one pot.

So within ten minutes the creek and exits had claimed two motos, at least we made it through the creek before we biffed it.

Mrs.Garmin wasn’t happy with where we were either and told us some lies, this time we did take local advice (from several to make sure they all told the same story) finally arriving at Chulumani late afternoon.

We called it quits there for the day as I have a weak left shoulder from smashing the front out of it in a snowboarding accident when I was a young punk and todays crash give it quite the tweak which it did not need.

Rest day, shoulder said no way so we decided to stay and relax a day, we had a swimming pool (bloody freezing cold water ,...even for Ellen!!) and access to a bar b que, off to town for some good steak and an epic lunch was brewed up over the coals.



Coroico tomorrow .....the base of the death road.