“Hey Dad!” Daryl shouted as he brandished a stick with some brightly colored something dangling off the end of it. “Want some underpants?”
I wonder about these people who drive down the road throwing underpants out their windows. It seems to be a common practice in this part of the world though. At least it appears that way from the sheer number of them we find scattered along the side of the road.
“Why don’t you burn them?” John responded. “Let’s do our part to clean up the environment a little bit.”
Daryl’s eyes widened in surprise. “Burn them?” he asked. “Can we?”
“Might as well – we’ll be here for a while.”
John sat on the side of the road surrounded by various bits and pieces from my bicycle – the trailer had been disconnected and sat by the side of the road. My wheel was taken apart and John was busy fixing a flat tire caused by one of the nasty thorns we’ve recently encountered.
“Cool!” the kids shouted as they pulled out the lighter.
A few seconds later, Daryl proudly waved the burning underpants on a stick around as one would a sparkler on the Fourth of July.
“Let’s make a big bonfire!” Davy urged. “Quick – we can use the underpants as kindling!”
The boys scampered around collecting bits of dry grasses and cow dung to feed their fire while John and I got my bike put back together.
Eventually, late afternoon rolled around and we pulled off into the woods to camp. I love it here – so peaceful and tranquil. The tents are set up beneath the trees, D & D are reading quietly, John is getting organized. I’m sitting on a fallen log writing. Times like this are what I love about bike touring.
Today is exactly what I think of when I think “bike touring”. Easy riding through gently rolling hills. Long, relaxing lunch in a nice restaurant. Breaks by the side of the road with no bugs. And now, camping in the forest as the sun slowly makes its way toward the horizon.
I looked at a map last night and noticed that we are approaching the Tropic of Capricorn – nearly out of the tropics! The spring equinox is right around the corner so days will be getting longer and longer as we make our way south.
I have a feeling our lives are about to make a dramatic change – more camping in the forest, less hotels, longer riding days… I’m looking forward to it.
Kilometers today: 85
Kilometers to date: 22146
The chaco is the area sandwiched between the Andes Mountains to the west and the Amazon basin to the east. It’s a dry forest area with lots of thorny trees and bushes.
Camping in the forest – this reminds me so much of camping in Idaho!