Barbosa, Santender, Columbia. 21-8-2010
Odometer: 13, 325.8 miles
On a very nice little country highway in the mountains of Columbia we were past by four motorcycles. They pulled over and signaled us to stop. They were members of the ¨ZipaquiraDragons¨, a motorcycle club, and on there way to a rally in Barbosa and Puente. They asked us to join them for the weekend. We thought for one second and joined them. We met some great people, had loads of fun, police escorts, free food, free drinks, good laughs, and made many good friends, but no time for blogging. And of course, more maps on napkins for the trip northward.
The people Columbia love the motorcycle. It is a symbol of their on coming freedom and safety that has been coming on over the last 10 years or so. The towns invite the bikers to events, create events so they will come. The people wave, wave flags, clap and cheer when you come into their towns. Old, young, men, women, kids. They love them. And the louder the better. All the bikers ware Harley Davdison, though only 2 had hogs. German, the dude in the 2nd picture drove a Yahmah. No one cares, it is all about the fun, getting to know people and getting out. The kids climb over the bikes. The girls pose on them for thier pictures. The old ladies go for rides. The police always give the thumbs up when you go past. Maybe next year they can afford a Hog, but this year the clothes and 125 cc bike made in China will do. It is really quite something.
You gotta love Columbia.
Uncle Walter
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