Photo Recap - Moto Trip: The Americas

Since we returned home, we've had a lot of requests from people for a summary of our favorite parts of the trip.

Be prepared, this is a very photo heavy blog entry. It's full of some of our favorite photos/memories and is a good summary of the trip.

Below is a map of our entire 10 month trip. Click on any of the icons to see the date we were there and a link to the specific blog post about that location. Continue reading to see our favorite shots from the trip in chronological order.

The Wreck of the Peter Iredale - 3 days into the trip we camped on the Oregon Coast near this old shipwreck.

This photo was taken by Kris G. who we met at a reststop in Oregon. We look so young, and our gear so clean.

We stayed a few nights at an obscure campground in Oregon, starting to get used to the whole living on the bikes thing.

Cruising through the Redwoods in California.

James Dean themed gas station in the middle of nowhere California. They had an amazing selection of flavored almonds and pistachios.

Camping at Songdog Ranch, which had an interesting history as a motorcycle campground.

A small campground literally in the middle of nowhere along the Baja Coast.

This was a major highway in Baja. Construction has been in limbo for years. There are a number of side roads in the same condition, and no signs. It became hard to know if we were going the right way.

This is Coco, of the infamous Coco's Corner. He's lost both legs to diabetes, and has a reputation as a bit of a pervert (for lack of a better word). He asks women to leave their underwear for his collection. Johanna did not indulge him.

Soon after leaving Coco's, we came across this fork in the road. Luckily we chose the right path, since there were no signs.

A whale skeleton along the Baja coast. Right after this photo, the military came and told us to leave.

An earthquake caused a number of mudslides right after we made it to the mainland of Mexico. This was our first experience with roads like this.

Cruising through Mexico.

Still so fresh and clean.

Street dogs in Mexico are the best. We couldn't even get gas without them begging for attention.

At the entrance of Las Pozas in Xilitla, an amazing feat of art and architecture.

One more. We had an amazing time there, and highly recommend it.

This bird was actually the hotel owner's pet that escaped after we checked in.  There was a lot of screaming involved in its recapture.

The rain and mist could make for some difficult, and wet days.

We found this awesome little cabin/restaurant setup overlooking the river.

Celebrating Mexican Independence Day in Mexico City. Viva Mexico!

At the party our host family threw for Mexican Independence Day. We are eating delicious Pozole.

The next morning these local women made us some Gorditas. Weirdly, many parts of Mexico were unfamiliar with Gorditas, aka "little fat girls".

This photo was taken while hanging out of the stairwell of a moving, very packed bus in Mexico City.

The amazing ruins of Tehotihuacan.

Resting after hiking the ruins.

Our fist love motel. We had been told these were nicer than they looked. After an exhausting day, we found this one with an attached steakhouse with trained New York chefs. We had amazing food for practically free, and this was our private garage that led up to our room with mood lighting and nothing but porn on the TV.

Ruben honked and waved at us and when we pulled over he was so excited to see foreign motorcyclists he had to get a photo with us. People in Mexico were really nice to us.

A burned out bus used as a roadblock. This had been sitting for about a year. We just drove around it without issue.

These locals walk along this mountainous highway everyday, in the mist, with no shoulder.

Mexico was a lot more green than we expected.

We booked this place on It was one of the most half-assed places we've ever stayed. Note the decomposing horse statue. The guy who ran it just didn't care, about anything.

 At the Tonina ruins, a newer set of ruins that had nobody on it.

This campground was checked into online 6 months before. When we arrived it was completely overgrown and taken back by nature, no sign of any humans.

The combination of the metal bridge and this mud made for one of the slickest parts of the trip.

At the obscure ruins of Palenque.

This howler monkey woke everyone up with loud screaming.

A tarantula Josh almost ran over on the way to Calakmul.

On the beach in Belize.

At the Tikal ruins in Guatemala.

Waiting for the ferry to take us across the flooded river in Guatemala.

On Ruta 5 in Guatemala, easily the worst road we encountered this entire trip.

Another shot on Ruta 5.
A view of the mountains around Semuc Champey, Guatemala.

This kid begged us to take his picture and then posed like this. He then put his hand out and shouted "MONEY!"

This suspension bridge held up surprisingly well, considering how many planks were missing.

Josh's filthy bike at a Guatemalan gas station.

When we first made it to lake Atitlan.

At a scenic waterfall near lake Atitlan.

Lake Atitlan.

Our friends Jessica and Greg who we stayed with for a week there.

Their dog Moxie loved to play in the lake.

Taking a rickety ferry towards the Guatemala and El Salvador border.

An amazing sunset from our balcony in El Salvador.

At the Copan ruins in Honduras.

Surveying Copan.

Feeding time for these Macaws.

At Lake Xolotlan.

Driving through a Nicaraguan street market.

Johanna's front tire blew out on the highway. Fixing it led to us meeting some other moto travelers that we've remained good friends with.

A nature hike at our first campground in Costa Rica with our new friends Kate and Flo.

Costa Rican Palm Trees.

Cooking dinner to save money/stay out of the rain.

Riding through the Palm plantations.

Another day, another border crossing.

Cruising down the Panamanian Highway.

Our friend George riding on the beach in Panama.

In front of our beach house in Panama.

At the Panama Canal.

On a small boat on the way to the Stahlratte to sail across the Darien Gap.

Johanna at the San Blas Islands.

The San Blas islands were beautiful.

Dolphins escorted us into Cartagena.

Our view of the city as we arrived.

Unloading the bikes in a not quite legal fashion.

Johanna at the Shakira staute in Barranquilla.

Overlooking a lake in Magdalena.

On the way to Norte de Santander, Colombia.

The mountain pass had some amazing views.

In Chicamocha Canyon.

The happiest street dog in the world.

 On the hike from Guadalupe to Cascada Las Gaches.

At Cascada Las Gaches, naturally formed pools in the river bed. Great on a hot day.

Taking the backroads to Boyacá.

The famous Casa Terracota.

Nelson Barco, our mechanic in Bogota.

At Pablo Escobar's Hacienda Napoles, wearing a Pablo Escobar jersey.

The view from the top of El Peñón de Guatapé.

At the bottom of El Peñón de Guatapé

On a backroad to Aguadas.

On a backroad to Aguadas.

On a backroad to Aguadas.

 On a backroad to Aguadas.

Camping above Aguadas.

 Camping above Aguadas.

 Camping above Aguadas.

Camping above Aguadas.

Coffee plantation in Filandia.

Coffee plantation in Filandia. 

A 26 day old cow Johanna met at the coffee plantation.

Johanna's favorite cow.

Johanna and Kate after their muddy ride back from the coffee plantation.

Leaving Steel Horse Filandia.

 Heading towards the Laguna de la Cocha.

Above Laguna de la Cocha.

On the Trampolín del Diablo, aka 'The Devil's Trampoline'.

On the Trampolín del Diablo, aka 'The Devil's Trampoline'.

On the Trampolín del Diablo, aka 'The Devil's Trampoline'.

On the Trampolín del Diablo, aka 'The Devil's Trampoline'.

On the Trampolín del Diablo, aka 'The Devil's Trampoline'.

Heading towards the Tatacoa Desert.

In the surprisingly lush Tatacoa Desert.

In the Tatacoa Desert.

 In the Tatacoa Desert.

Johanna after successfully riding over a very rickety bridge leaving the desert.

 Taking a local's boat as a shortcut across a river.

 In the Salento Wax Forest.

Water crossing in the Salento Wax Forest.

The Casa Pastoral Las Lehas, a massive church in a valley at the Colombia/Ecuador border.

Josh and his new shrunken head from the Otavalo craft market.

Above Banos, Ecuador.

At the base of Chimborazo Volcano, 18,000 feet. It was freezing.

Vicuna at the base of Chimborazo.

Riding around the base of Chimborazo.

 Mountain pass in Southern Ecuador.

When you enter Peru from Ecuador, there is about 300 miles of desert covered by trash. It's really unfortunate.

 On the way to Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

Canon del Pato.

 Canon del Pato.

Some weird trees in Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

 Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Huascaran National Park.

Somewhere near Ayacucho, Peru.

Sometimes Google maps picks some weird routes.

The beginning of the Canon del Rio Mantaro, one of the deadliest roads in the world.

Canon del Rio Mantaro

Canon del Rio Mantaro

Canon del Rio Mantaro

Canon del Rio Mantaro

It rained a lot at the higher elevations, turning to snow when we were up at 16,000 + feet. This is one of the many wet and cold descents.

Typical roadblock in the Peruvian mountains.

Peruvian mountain pass

Other side of the valley, 30 miles later.

Johanna made friends with all the stray dogs she found.

This is the only attempt to take a photo in traffic, because it is so hectic and dangerous. Lanes aren't really a thing here, just everyone for themselves.

At the fertility shrines near Lake Titicaca.

 Lake Titicaca

A mix of sheep and llamas

I wanted the fancy gas, so this is how they had to pour it. They miscalculated and dumped gas all over the bike.

Laguna Lagunillas

This photo was sort of an afterthought, as Alpaca, Llamas, and Vicuna were just everywhere we went. We became very used to them.

Chachani Volcano

Road to the coast

Road to the coast

Peruvian coast

Broken glass rainbow

The Peruvian coast near the Chilean border

Presencias Tutelares at the beginning of the Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

Cruising through the Atacama Desert

The Atacama Giant

Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

The Hand of the Desert

Atacama Desert

Atacama Desert

Camping in the Pan de Azucar National Park, Atacama Desert

Pan de Azucar

Atacama Desert

Valparaíso, Chile

We had our bikes worked on at Johnny Motos place, and he immediately gave us some wine and invited us to party.


Heading South from Santiago, Chile

Heading South from Santiago, Chile

We camped every night in Chile after Santiago

Trying to find a not windy spot to camp

We gave up and dealt with the wind

Puyehue National Park

Puyehue National Park

Puyehue National Park

San Carlos de Bariloche

Most of Argentina was flat and windy for us

Relaxing in a homemade hottub at the motorcycle refuge.

We lived on a boat for a little while in Buenos Aires, it was cheaper than any hostel.

Prepping the bikes for shipment to Houston.

Sunset at our friend Kailee's Ranch.

The morning after nearly being washed away in a flood in Louisiana.

Orange Beach, Alabama

Bamahenge, Alabama

Camping in southern Alabama

The ride out from our campsite

At our 2nd Bigfoot Museum of this trip

Georgia backwoods

The Tail of the Dragon

The tree of shame

The Dragon

Johanna on the Tail of the Dragon

Josh on the Tail of the Dragon

Entering Blue Ridge Motorcycle Campground

On the Blue Ridge Parkway

The start of the MABDR

Grayson Highlands State Park

Walnut Flats, VA

Josh drowned his bike in this river

We learned how to salvage an engine from water damage

Jeff Tan took this photo of us after we fixed Josh's bike

WV backroads with Dave

Some of the covered bridges on the East Coast were really cool

We finally made it to New York for the first time

One of the only sunny days while we were in Cape Cod

The Tetons

A bit of a different end than we expected, but it's nice to be home again.

We hope you enjoyed this recap of our trip. It was a life changing 10 months, and an experience we will never forget. Check out our various blog entries to see more detailed posts.