Up to Quito

Ecuador has been our first country visited for the first time since Laos, back in November 2014. As Anne talked about in the previous blog entry, a pleasure to ride in. We have no specific plans but are heading to Quito via Riobamba to take up Jos and Karen’s kind offer to stay with them. One advantage of the route up the middle of the country is the absence of Malaria at the altitudes we will encounter.

As we have travelled up the west coast of South America, we have been blessed with nice dry weather. We have managed to avoid almost all of the unseasonal downpours that have afflicted some parts of the west coast. The lush environment that has surrounded us since we left Peru and entered Ecuador can only be maintained by regular watering from above. We will need to learn to ride in the rain again!

We did hear some troublesome news from a couple heading south at the Peru – Ecuador border that the new ferry service thhat plies between Cartagena in Columbia and Colon in Panama may be suspended from 23 April 2015. This was reiterated in a recent blog entry we found. Our easy transit to Panama has been terminated and we are back to the drawing board on that one. Nothing we can do, just part of the challenges all travellers can face regardless of their mode of transport.

Our Garmin Montana GPS has faithfully recorded the route travelled since we started in the UK back in June 2014. One of the metrics it records is altitude gained. We are at over 95 kilometres or 58 miles and our journey from Guayaquil to Quito will take us over a 3,800 meter pass so I think that before we leave South America we will break the 100 kilometre barrier in vertical height gained. Update – the Garmin only displays up to 99999 metres, or 100km / 62 miles. So now the display shows _ _ _ _ _ maybe I should have reset it somewhere along the way.

Out of the city amd on our way.

Out of the city amd on our way.

An easy departure being Sunday morning, we quickly cover the first 100 km which are flat, with field after field filled with trees and plants, farm stalls line the highway with tables groaning under the weight of healthy looking produce.

A huge variety of  fresh local produce for sale

A huge variety of fresh local produce for sale

After weeks of desert brown and grey hues, the change is both a pleasant one and confirms in our minds that we like the variety of colours, but prefer green over brown and grey.

Pallatanga, Ecuador

Pallatanga, Ecuador

 

On the way up to 3,800 metres.

On the way up to 3,800 metres.

And now down from 3800m, Colta region, Ecuador

And now down from 3800m, Colta region, Ecuador

Outside Riobamba, Ecuador

Outside Riobamba, Ecuador

We start to climb and climb up through a verdant green landscape, higher and higher ’til we enter the rainclouds at over 3,800 metres. We come out the other side to a landscape of fields carpeting the hillsides regardless of the slope, at altitudes we would normally expect to see scrub and grass covering only. We guess that being so close to the equator creates this environment. This also allows extensive human habitation which we see all the way to Quito.

As this is the end of the rainy season, those pictures of clear blue skies framing white capped volcanic peaks are not available to us, but luckily we are able to see Chimborazo, at 6,268 metres (20,564 ft), Chimborazo is the highest mountain in Ecuador as we depart Riobamba for Quito.

Our lucky glimpse of  Chimboraza

Our lucky glimpse of Chimboraza

We have been invited by a Dutch couple, Jos and Karen, whom we met at our B&B in Chiclayo and again at the Peru-Ecuador border, to stay with them in Quito.

New friends Karen and Jos in Quito

New friends Karen and Jos in Quito

They have been living in Columbia and Ecuador for over 25 years running their own flower consulting business. We had not realised that exporting flowers from this region was such a huge business, but on reflection, it explains the large number of greenhouses we saw along the road on the way to Quito. It is always fascinating to me to hear details of an industry that I know little or nothing about and the challenges and opportunities that industry has.

Jos and Karen were wonderful hosts, especially considering they had been travelling in Peru and Chile for 8 weeks and only just arrived home. They even went to the trouble of cooking a “lomo al trappo” in which the meat is covered in salt, wrapped in a wet cloth and placed on top of the roaring fire that Jos had created, which both cooked the meat and warmed us as we ate outside. Wonderful.

Preparing the fire

Preparing the fire

We spent a day in Quito, which like may of the cities we have visited in South America, has retained the old buildings and churches in the centre of town. The city’s geography makes for some interesting roads and the journey to town by bus and back by taxi allowed us to enjoy the views, unlike when we are riding and our focus is on the road and traffic! The steepness of the streets and the altitude make for slow and steady walking around town.

Quito, Ecuador

Quito, Ecuador

The Catedral Metropolitana Quito has been turned into a museum after the construction of the Basílica Del Sagrado Voto Nacional. What makes this very interesting is the access to the attached administration area of the cathedral. Normally in a functioning cathedral these areas would be occupied and off limits to visitors. We found quite a rabbit warren of interconnecting passages and rooms.

A rooftop view of Quito

A rooftop view of Quito

Quito, Ecuador

Colourful buildings ansd steep streets in Quito, Ecuador

In the Centro Cultural Metropolitano off the Plaza de la Independencia we found an amazing exhibition of art from artists across the Americas, media included ceramics, metalware, cabinet making, pottery material and basket weaving Anne found herself drawn to works from Mexico, which means we will be looking out for the artists’ works when we get to Mexico!

Cultural Centre and university library in Quito, Ecuador

Cultural Centre and university library in Quito, Ecuador

Metropolitan Cultural Centre, Quito, Ecuador

Metropolitan Cultural Centre Exhibiton, Quito, Ecuador

 

We were sad to leave our new friends, but we know we will meet again sometime, hopefully in Australia where we can return the hospitality.

As we have travelled, we have been on a constant lookout for sticky backed plastic flags of the countries we have been passing through to apply to our aluminium top boxes. A simple enough task you would say, well too simple for us. We have failed miserably! We can find fridge magnets, which will not stick to aluminium, sew on patches which would deteriorate too quickly, but no reasonably sized plastic stickers. That old fall back of paper stickers does not work as our Iranian flags are slowly disappearing from our top boxes. We can of course order online a set of flags of the world, but they would all be the same and not really be original. That is our fallback position. In the meantime, we’ll keep looking out for them whenever we visit cities.

Anthony

Byebye Peru – hello Ecuador

It was an unusual stay at Chiclayo. Being in a hotel which is full but where only one other paying couple is staying because the mother in law passed away yesterday feels strange. The restaurant is not operating, the visiting families have emptied the fridge so there are only 2 eggs left. But it is also interesting talking to the owner, an Englishman who has not returned to the UK for 8 years.  He purchased the hotel 15 years ago, after the government closed down the previous operation. It had operated as a ‘hostal’, where rooms were charged out by the hour, usually for a 2 hour ‘quickie’ – each room had a drive in garage so the car could be kept out of sight, and the front door had a little window/door for room service alcohol. No need for windows!!

Window for room service in a Peruvian hostal

Window for room service in a Peruvian hostal

The things one learns from locals!!… Unfortunately, he was unable to explain why Chiclayo suburbs are literally littered with litter. In some places, they just burned the garbage on the side of the road – the stench!…

Chiclayo garbage

Chiclayo garbage

Not sure where we’ll stay tonight? Piura, Talara, Mancora at the very most.

The day’s riding was quite easy but nothing was calling for us to stop anywhere for the night. We come across lots of irrigated crops, lots of rice fields, then scrubby land, the odd scrubby tree desperately trying to grow up vertically but ended up horizontal because of the coastal wind. Then we get just sand, sand and sand dunes as far as the eye can see and a fantastic road.

Piura district, Peru

Piura district, Peru

Special free lane for motorcyclists at a Peruvian road toll - they are all different

Special free lane for motorcyclists at a Peruvian road toll – they are all different

Piura, Peru

Piura, Peru

Piura district is rich is natural gas and oil

Piura district is rich is natural gas and oil

 

Shortly after Talara, back along the coast, the scenery changed suddenly. It felt like we were in another country. No more grand desert and grand mountains. The mountains were like ribbed, the trees more like stunted thorn trees. We saw birds, lots of birds, that reminded us of mini pterodactyls!! And so many butterflies.

Pterodactyls?!

Pterodactyls?!

 

Riding towards Tumbes

Riding towards Tumbes

Riding towards Tumbes, Peru

Riding towards Tumbes, Peru

 

The quality of the road deteriorated a little. We see signs of recent heavy rain fall. This could make the riding interesting, but luckily for us, we’ve escaped the worst and the bulldozers have already and scraped the roads clear of all the mud.

We just missed heavy rain (this young lady was texting while riding)

We just missed heavy rain (this young lady was texting while riding)

 

We had been told Mancora had lovely beaches so we stopped there. Unfortunately, coming from Australia, and living in Queensland, we are very spoilt with our soft fine sandy beaches and while we don’t expect the same or wish to compare, we tend to see more what’s around beaches and in Mancora we just saw lots of ‘mzungus’ as we call them. ‘mzungu’ is what Kenyans called white foreigners – young kids especially used to point at us shouting ‘mzungu! mzungu!’ – and Anthony and I have always referred to tourists as ‘mzungus’ ever since 1982!!! Anyway, overly touristy places, especially those with lots of backpackers (I know, we were backpackers too once and there is nothing wrong with them), and lots of hostels don’t appeal to us now.

So on we go. We stop at one place further up the road. They ask a ridiculous price. Even though the place is completed deserted. So on we go again. The rain either earlier today or yesterday must have been really heavy as there is so much mud everywhere that has been scrapped off the road and pushed to the side. What a mess. This quickly reminded us of what we are likely to encounter more and more as we head further north.

We ride past many new resorts being built, many closed resorts/B&B, many lovely private houses right on the beach, we ride round a bend and there is a hotel that looks open. Quick U turn, ask and yes, they have a room which, having first asked an even more ridiculous price than the last place we stopped at, they are willing to give us at the cheapest on-line rate, ie half. Thank you very much!! I just needed to ask!! We ended up doing 460kms before we stopped for the night. It was worth it!! Checked in and immediately a had a swim. Bliss.

We have definitely left the desert. At the hotel, we see our first sign of bugs, they are crawling everywhere – the hotel even put a towel on the ground outside our room to stop them from crawling under the door at night. You cannot walk in places and avoid them all – the horrid crunch under foot tells you that… Big flying bugs. Neither of us mind bugs luckily, and butterflies, dragon flies. We are entering the tropics alright. But mosquitoes too and that’s a different story – they love me, lucky me, not. I have struggling with whether to take anti-malaria tablets again – I stopped taking them in Thailand when I suddenly couldn’t swallow without excruciating pain. After a few days, I deduced it must be the malaria tablets, so I stopped taking them and the swallowing pain eventually disappeared. Our GP back home confirmed it was the tablets and prescribed me another type. But it too can potentially have pretty horrid potential side effects. What to do?!?!? We have some powerful mosquito repellent (which is most likely very bad for you in other ways) but it is efficient. Maybe I’ll just make sure I am always well covered.

The next day, loading the bikes back up, the sudden humidity hits me and I am sweating. All the face cream, sun cream and mosquito repellent just run off my face. That does it, I decide I will take the dreaded anti-malaria tablets and hope I don’t react in any way…

Today is a special day. Kristjan is in Mancora so we will wait for him to catch up with us and we will ride across into Ecuador together, and it is his birthday!! It is also 12 months since we bought Streak and Storm. The weather today feels more tropical suddenly, clouds are building up fast in the mountains – luckily for us it is clearer along the coast. I continue to feast on the vivid green of the rice fields. Some of the towns we ride through must have had so much rain.

Kristjan meets us at our hotel to ride into Ecuador together

Kristjan meets us at our hotel to ride into Ecuador together

Tumbes

Tumbes

Kristján behind Anne in Tumbes, Ecuador

Kristján behind Anne in Tumbes, Ecuador

Great riding with Kristjan again

Great riding with Kristjan again

We get to the Ecuadorian border in no time. It is normally quite clear where we are meant to stop and park at each border, or there is at least one official waiving or whistling at you. Here, we have no idea and there are no cars. I am in the lead at that time and pull over and we all stop. Finally I hear the familiar whistle and notice some official waiving us through. Strange! Ok, we carry on. Then we come to a huge sign welcoming us into Ecuador and lots of buildings. It turns out that Peru and Ecuador have cooperated and have all the immigration and customs together. How intelligent and helpful!! The longest part of the process is entering all our vehicle details into their computer system but it is all very painless and we are done within a couple of hours. At the border we meet two traveling couples including a couple who was staying at the same hotel as us in Chiclayo!! Karen and Jos very kindly give us their contact details and invite us to stay with them in Quito if we would like, and invite Kristjan too. A quick lunch at the border coffee shop followed by an improvised surprise birthday cake with chocolate candles for Kristjan and we are off into Ecuador.

Wow, what a surprise!! Fabulous roads, traffic stops at stop signs or red lights, it gives way at roundabouts, there is no hooting, there is no nudging across your lane and forcing you to stop even though you ‘should’ have right of way. We get lots of surprise dual carriage ways too. The villages have also adopted the traffic calming humps which we saw at most intersections in Peru, but less frequent – usually at the entry and exit of a village. We start preparing ourselves to overtake slow trucks only to find the most brilliant, albeit most inconvenient for us, type of entrepreneurship: sellers in the middle of the road – from drinks to newspapers to food.

We ride along roads that are lined with massive banana plantations on both sides. It is Ecuador’s main export and we can see why. We also see trees, huge trees – we haven’t seen such huge trees since we left Asia. We see pawpaws, avocados, birds, kamikaze ones too (one came a feather away from Anthony’s head), and storm clouds – it feels alive. As much as I loved the majestic desert ranges, I am now feasting on the green and the ‘furnished sky’!!

Storm brewing ahead - hopefully we will avoid it

Storm brewing ahead – hopefully we will avoid it

Storm brewing over the mountains

Storm brewing over the mountains

Loving the green in Ecuador

Loving the green in Ecuador

Selfie with the birthday boy Kristján

Selfie with the birthday boy Kristján

Roundabouts in Ecuador are beautiful

Roundabouts in Ecuador are beautiful

We got our first taste of tropical downpour shortly before arriving into Guayaquil.

Caught in heavy and very wet downpour on our way to Guayaquil

Caught in heavy and very wet downpour on our way to Guayaquil

Bridge into Guayaquil across the Rio Babahoyo

Bridge into Guayaquil across the Rio Babahoyo

Arriving into Guayaquil - what's this monkey about?!

Arriving into Guayaquil – what’s this monkey about?!

 

We check into our hotel right in the centre of town and quickly decide to spend a couple of days there. Time for washing, blogging (we got 2 posts up there) and some city sightseeing. One very interesting thing we noticed is that cars park with their hand brake off so that the street parking attendant can push cars together and make way for another car. How ingenious. Guayaquil was a very pleasant city.

Happy birthday Kristján

Happy birthday Kristján

Guayaquil city centre

Guayaquil city centre

Guayaquil municipality building

Guayaquil municipality building

Malecon Guayaquil

Malecon Guayaquil

Malecon Guayaquil

Malecon Guayaquil

Iguanas in a Guayaquil city centre park

Iguanas in a Guayaquil city centre park

Iguanas in a Guayaquil city centre park

Iguanas in a Guayaquil city centre park

Like in Peru, motorcycles are sold in whitegoods stores in Ecuador

Like in Peru, motorcycles are sold in whitegoods stores in Ecuador

 

We leave Guayaquil Sunday morning early for Quito – from now on, we have to change our travelling habits and leave early so that we can stop before the afternoon storms.

– Anne