Day 451 / Puno – Juli, Peru / 55 miles (Total 11,275)
Downtown Puno, where the traffic is crazy and the streets are on fire.
My last, full days ride in Peru and these past few months here have been a challenge. Peru gave me some pretty hard riding all throughout the country, but was well worth the hard push. Peru didn’t want me to leave without one last good story to tell.
This was a different way to start the morning
Tom and I were all packed up and waiting on Barbra to make her way down from the hotel. A bakery was just a few feet away and we ventured in for a morning snack. Our eyes were fixated on some donates and for a split second I forgot our bikes were unattended. The bikes were no further then 15 feet away, but that’s all it takes for a good thief. As I was waiting for my change, the spidey senses went off. I noticed a shady man walking down the street and peeked my head around the corner. He looked around fast, then the scumbag dug his dirty hands in my handlebar bag. He didn’t notice me, so I was about a foot away from him when I screamed as loud as I could, HEY!!!!! The thief jumped back, and I stood inches from his face, telling him to get the %$#^ out of my face. He made some excuses and I told him one last time to get out of my sight. He quickly ran off down the street. Old me would have donkey punched him in the back of the head, but lots have changed since then. I have learned over the years that dealing with a problem in a negative, forceful way, only spreads more negativity throughout this world. And that’s something this world doesn’t need. I could have easily taken the smaller man down, but who knows where that would have led. Nothing was stolen and I think he will think twice about stealing from a biker now. Onto my morning ride.
The locals and police just walked around the filth as if it was just another day in Peru
We biked around the busy city to get some last minute chores done, and finally started to make our way out of the city. Leaving Puno was like a war zone. Over night the government raised the gas prices and the locals were not happy, and showed just how angry they were. Streets were covered with broken glass and burning tires. Streets and intersections were closed down from all the chaos. It took sometime to walk our bikes through all the broken glass and we finally made it past all the protest streets. About 20 minutes later, it was as if it never happened. Our road hugged lake Titicaca and the views were amazing early in the morning. There was no wind holding us back and the sun was shinning hot on us.
Puno, minus the burning streets, broken glass, and the dirty thief’s.
Lots of farming between the road and the lake today
Handcrafted boat. $400 and it’s yours
Smile, you’re on the Pedaling for Pennies blog
First person view of the road
Rocks stacked up to protect the crops from the winds
We stopped and took some photos of the animals when….
this lady came over acting all sweet, then told us we had to pay her for the photos we took. Had to say no on this request
No one around to charge me for this photo
This was pretty cool. We noticed rope stretched out for hundreds of feet at a time. Then we noticed this device. This is how they make their rope here. Pretty cool watching them in action.
4 pieces of thin twine wrapped into one. The final product is on the right hand side. I even saw some rope over an inch in diameter that they made
Some cool rock formations
Some kind of shrine in the middle of nowhere
Barbra, enjoying the day, till the winds picked up
Right about this time we had some hard headwind to deal with
Lake Titicaca far off in the distance
The entire day was filled with lake and mountain views all around. Seriously, another perfect day behind the bars. A few hours went by and we were closing in on our destination. Around 2 o’clock the winds turned strong, shifting slightly in our faces now. The last hour had us battling the strong winds and a nice long hill climb into town. We rolled into the town center and found a nice hotel right away. I liked the little town of Juli right away. All the locals were friendly, and the town had a nice feel to it. Another night of getting caught up on the blog and emailing friends from back at home. fell asleep to the winds whipping outside, and had a great night sleep on a comfy bed.
This pretty much gave me the creeps. Rolling into Juli and these statues welcome you into the town. WHY THE HECK WOULD YOU HAVE THIS? Pretty much the devil welcoming you into town.
A look at Juli. Not that bad of a town, I actually enjoyed my stay here.
I took a walk when the sun was setting
Last photo of the day.
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