The Family Album

: A blurry night with Fernando and Maria Elena (Sayulita, Mexico)

: Christmas eve with Maria Elena’s family, whose town I had only arrived 36 hours ago. (Sayulita, Mexico)

: Camping with my new rider friends from Mexico City on someone’s back yard after a rough night. Leonel cuts open the hangover relief capsules using the knife that pops out of his belt buckle. (Zihuatanejo, Mexico)

: A roadside break at the coconut stand marked by yet another speed bump. This is as tall as I get. (Mexico)

: Raul taking us to the indigenous village of Chamula in his VW van. (San Cristobal, Mexico)

: With the friendliest person in Chiapas. (Chamula, Mexico)

: My dog friend in San Cristobal, Mexico

: Following trends. (San Cristobal, Mexico)

: Leaving Lago Atitlan behind with Henry. (Guatemala)

: Setting up for a quick shot. (Patzun, Guatemala)

: Henry insists that I try Marmite. (Antigua, Guatemala)

: Staying at Paty & Luis’ house/internet cafe/pupusa restaurant was being at home away from home. (Antigua, Guatemala)

: Paty & Luis one day took me to the volcanic black sand beaches of Monterrico where we later watched baby sea turtles head into the ocean at sunset. (Guatemala)

: The nights at Sundog cafe can bring the least expected crowds together. (Rio Dulce, Guatemala)

: Ann runs a piece of paradise called The Crater’s Edge on the coast of the Apoyo crater lake. (Nicaragua)

: Shirley & Arie own and run the cutest hotel in Bocas, the Casa Max. (Bocas del Toro, Panama)

: A night at Hostel Wunderbar. Oliver, Leo, Silvia, Guido, and the guy that drinks all our beer. (Puerto Lindo, Panama)

: Getting ready to sail. (Puerto Lindo, Panama)

: Seeadler ready to head out towards Cartagena. (Puerto Lindo, Panama)

: Real tough times aboard ;) (San Blas islands, Panama)

: Nat’s custom R80 getting unloaded. (Cartagena, Colombia)

: Nat hosing down the bikes after almost a week on sea. (Cartagena, Colombia)

: All bikes in Cartagena featured seats similar to this. I was disappointed to see the fad had passed when I returned 3 years later. (Cartagena, Colombia)

: Camping at Playa Blanca. (Cartagena, Colombia)

: Feeling like a slimy cork in El Totumo mud volcano. (Santa Catalina, Colombia)

: Casa Kiwi in its old & crazy times. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Paul too was on a motorcycle trip when he decided to open Casa Kiwi. He’s done one hell of a job. (Medellin, Colombia)

: I loved starting the day at this corner, where Casa Kiwi lives. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Job is one lucky bastard for getting to do this in his teens. (Medellin, Colombia)

: With friends by the Puente del Occidente. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Ready to go get wasted. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Great times with my best friends in Colombia, Sebas and Jorge. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Leo catches up to me in Medellin, but takes a while to adapt to the scenery after months in tiny Puerto Lindo. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Aguardiente & the proper drinking etiquette. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Ramon got famous, Ivan may have gotten married. Partying wouldn’t be the same without them. (Medellin, Colombia)

: What could I possibly write here? (Medellin, Colombia)

: Yadi was my Spanish teacher, & Kelvin owns the Black Sheep hostel. I should check to see if they haven’t married already. (Medellin, Colombia)

: A great picture by Paul on a ride to Heliconia. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Out for a muddy ride with Paul to villages around the city. (Medellin, Colombia)

: No, not again! (Bogota, Colombia)

: Heading to San Cipriano on rails. (Colombia)

: Heading to San Cipriano on rails. (Colombia)

: Thelma submerged in drinking water. (San Cipriano, Colombia)

: Met Sigrid and Andi on the way to Vilcabamba. (Saraguro, Ecuador)

: A great night in Lima thanks to Jorge who gathered the gang on short notice. (Lima, Peru)

: If you don’t already have one of these on your head, you’ll be defenseless against those who sell them. Not to mention they help keep ears in place in Cuzco cold. (Cuzco, Peru)

: (Machu Picchu, Peru)

: Leaving the Uros islands. (Puno, Peru)

: On our way to Bolivia, with Cecilia. (Peru)

: Cecilia & Stybba with Death Road in the background. (La Cumbre, Bolivia)

: Kat & Stybba chilling in the hotel. (La Paz, Bolivia)

: Each room at Residential Sucre is equipped with a personal torture chamber(!) (La Paz, Bolivia)

: Operating on the PowerBook after an assassination attempt by a Western Digital hard disk. (La Paz, Bolivia)

: Exploring the bizzare Valle de la Luna. (La Paz, Bolivia)

: With students on their field trip to the mines in Cerro Rico. (Potosi, Bolivia)

: Nuts & Pasena at the Salt Hotel. (Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia)

: Leaving Maimara with new friends. (Argentina)

: A night with wine and Zamba at Casa de Juemes with wonderful company. (Salta, Argentina)

: Catching up by the Parana. (Rosario, Argentina)

: Breakfast at Miguel & Carina’s house before heading out for a ride. (Buenos Aires, Argentina)

: I had stopped in Necochea only for lunch. Next thing I know I was a guest of this family for the night. (Argentina)

: Another day at the HU meeting. (Viedma, Argentina)

: Kat’s 007-grade tricks at work. (Viedma, Argentina)

: Miriam arrives at the H.U. meeting in Viedma. (Argentina)

: Mathias and Ronald looking miserable. (Viedma, Argentina)

: Miguel would later host a bunch of us at his home in Puerto Madryn. (Viedma, Argentina)

: All the crazies. (Viedma, Argentina)

: Goh and Sam ready to hang a south. (Viedma, Argentina)

: Andreas, Howard, and Miriam. (Puerto Madryn, Argentina)

: Camping at Los Antiguos with Martin and Lauren. (Argentina)

: Martin’s Africa was probably the shiniest I’d ever seen. (Los Antiguos, Argentina)

: Crazies piling up in Ushuaia. (Argentina)

: Damn, it’s cold. (Ushuaia, Argentina)

: End of the road at the end of the world. (Ushuaia, Argentina)

: Cecilia helping herself to a piece of Serrano Glacier. (Chile)

: Perito Moreno glacier (El Calafate, Argentina)

: Perito Moreno glacier (El Calafate, Argentina)

: So lucky to have friends who can cook. (El Calafate, Argentina)

: Cervezas at El Chalten, Argentina.

: Dan heading out from Estancia Siberia on Ruta 40. (Lago Cardiel, Argentina)

: Possibly the only time I looked at a four wheeler twice.

: Standard issue scenery in Patagonia. (Argentina)

: Our guard dog in Chaiten. (Argentina)

: Photo op with Cecilia, Howard, & Osorno volcano. (Chile)

: Cecilia showing me around in Mendoza, Argentina.

: And who do I run into in Rosario? Oscar!! (Argentina)

: Gizem flew from LA to charter a motorcycle to Rio. (Brazil)

: Dangling a Leica from your wrist in the middle of a favela can be safer than you think with the right company. (Rocinha, Rio, Brazil)

: At the child care center in favela Rocinha. (Rio, Brazil)

: Yet once again Jose helps me get Kat running. (Rosario, Argentina)

: Changing the clutch plates at Carlos’ home. (Salvador, Brazil)

: With good friends in Bahia. (Salvador, Brazil)

: Partying on the street. (Salvador, Brazil)

: Buena Vista Social Club gathers on the evenings to appreciate beautiful women walking by while chatting about bikes. (Salvador, Brazil)

: Where the world’s best shrimp pastries are made. (Salvador, Brazil)

: Pallasos. (Salvador, Brazil)

: Fafa takes Kat for a spin. (Brazil)

: Doing time aboard Nelio Correa somewhere on the Amazon. (Brazil)

: Going to see pink dolphins with Joelmir, Rayane, & Ariana. (Manaus, Brazil)

: A flat is not always a bad thing. Somewhere in Colombia.

: At Rafa’s place on the top of rolling green hills. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Up on the hills to watch the sunset. With James, Justin, & co. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Who looks more Colombian now? (Medellin, Colombia)

: Chiva bus shakin’ it with us inside. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Paul tending the new bar @ Casa Kiwi v2. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Wasted again on new year’s eve with Juan, Marco, y Carlos. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Making the headlines with Jan. (Medellin, Colombia)

: British gals on the Amazon. (Tabatinga, Brazil)

: Emma catches a piranha, then runs from it screaming. (Lago Tarapoto, Colombia)

: The loot of piranhas. (Lago Tarapoto, Colombia)

: Piranhas are totally inedible. (Puerto Narino, Colombia)

: Yami is one patient salsa teacher. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Maru singing for us on the roof of Casa Kiwi. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Kyle takes Kat, leaves me with a strange feeling in the stomach. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Some days are better than others. On top of El Penol. (Guatape, Colombia)

: Nicole making art. (Medellin, Colombia)

: Flour-bombed in Carnival. (Taganga, Colombia)

: Like I said, some days are better than others. (Tayrona N.P., Colombia)

: Monica hosting us at the roof bar of her hostel, La Tortuga. (Taganga, Colombia)

: This guy… Man, where to begin? (Cartagena, Colombia)