Ecuador surely has the steepest bloody hills of them all. The last week, heading to the boarder of Peru really took it out of us. I mean, it was beautiful, lush green hills, deep canyons, quiet roads and friendly villages (except the nasty, evil dogs). Just ass-kicking hard. It was a real exception if we had a day of less than 1.000m of vertical climbing on some 7-15% hills. Long, gradual climbs are a lot easier on our legs than the extremely steep ones here in Ecuador....
Ecuador isn’t quite finished kicking our asses, almost, soon we’ll see what Peru’s made of. Probably more mountains. We left our comfortable hostel in Baños in search of some rad mountain lakes that would eventually lead us into the Orient, or Eastern Ecuador as it sits on the map. It turns out the lakes of interest were at the top of a pass and the weather was not in our favour.
It was high, so high. Okay, it wasn’t THAT high, 3.880m for us – the summit of Cotopaxi is 5.897 m – so we were almost there. But they didn’t really build a nice bike path up there yet. It took us three days to get up into the Cotopaxi National Park. Three days of terrible roads (rough cobble stones took turns with sandy gravel tracks), gusting winds that blew us off our bikes and freezing temperatures (frost on the tent walls).
The last month has been a good one, Colombia continued to be beautiful, we crossed into Ecuador we found some really nice dirt to ride and our tablet broke so we didn't have to write all about it (we both hate how much time it takes to create these little posts). Not to worry, we bought a new tablet so we can stop watching Netflix on our phone... and to keep you up to date.