So a while back, dad heard about a company, Gravity Rides, which takes you down the World's Most Dangerous road on BIKES! He wanted to do it, and of course I had to do it with him! It was by far one of the coolest things I have ever done!
You start in La Paz, which is the highest capital in the world, and go even higher to La Cumbre (15,400 ft.- which is so high you could sky dive at this altitude). When we get there it is snowing and so cold you can't feel your feet after 5 minutes. From here, we begin our 6-hour bike ride, where we will eventually drop to 3,600 ft. The beginning of the ride, about 20 km, is on a paved road but it is a busy road and it is snowing so hard I could not even see the bike in front of me, much less a car being able to see me.
We then enter the World's Most Dangerous Road. The road is, at the widest point, 3.2 meters wide and the jungle cliffs on your left are sheer drops of 3,300 ft. The road is dirt and gravel and is often washed out by rain and landslides. Our bikes had 12 gears but we were told to put it in the highest gear and leave it there. At times we reached "tear-streaming" speeds of 80km/hr without ever pedaling.
But, as they say a picture is worth a thousand words, so enjoy and if you ever get the chance to do this, DO IT!
I love this picture. This is what our bikes looked like on top of the van. There were 13 riders on our trip including two guides.
Before you take off on the road you must toast to the god Pachi Mama for a safe travel. We also poured the 95% proof alcohol on our bikes. This is me making my sacrifice.
Dad drinking the stuff. If I had known how cold I was about to be I would have drank more! By the way, can you see Wyatt in the window of the van and Jordan taking pictures? Yes, my children were with us! They rode in the support van down THE WORLD'S MOST DANGEROUS ROAD! I was actually more nervous about them in the van than us on a bike. Especially when I saw how narrow the road was. There were times when a wheel would actually go off the road! Please do not call CPS on me.
When we got to the WMDR we received a few words of advice before heading DOWN. You will never believe what side of the road we HAD to ride on? The LEFT. The side of the 3,300 ft. drops. Bolivian Law says that we had to give way to anything bigger than us, meaning cars get the side of the mountain and we get to fall off the side of the mountain.
Dad on his bike. I know the road looks wide but trust me it is not, this picture is right at the beginning.
This gives you an idea of how cloudy it was at the top.
The one and only guard rail on the whole road.
Proof of why the road got its nickname.
Postcard corner.
A look down.
It was a little disturbing to see these monuments to those who have passed all along the road.
We stopped halfway down to have a sack lunch and enjoy the views.
Dad and I. We literally could not see the bottom.
As we dropped down into the valley the clouds cleared. It was so beautiful.
Our crew. We ended our ride at Yolosa, 3,600 ft. We stayed the night at La Senda Verde Animal Refugee. If you have not read that story please scroll down and check it out.
See . . . . you can go mountain biking with me when you come for a visit! That wasn't too bad was it. At least it was all down hill! What an amazing trip. Love ya! Keri
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ReplyDeleteAnd what a memory of a lifetime.