Pan-a-ma-ha! PAN-A-MA! Pan-a-Ma-huh-oh-huh-uh-huh! Yeah, Panama is awesome. At least, what I saw of Panama is awesome. Are you ready for another mind-expanding, booty-shaking, face-melting, women’s-thong-wearing edition of the Central American photoblog? I know you are. Let’s go on an adventure together. In this edition of the photoblog, I crash my bike three times and barely make it to my destination. Ready? OK!
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 I am writing this exactly a week ago to the minute of crashing my bike.
I’d been travelling down the hills and had trouble with the slickness of the road when I was braking for two reasons 1) oil on the road because of the strain the hills were putting on the cars, and 2) the studded tires on my dirtbike are designed for dirt and mud and don’t touch a lot of the road like a regular motorcycle’s tires do and therefore don’t give me a whole lot of grip. So after taking all those awesome landscape shots, I am behind a slowpoke I passed in an earlier town. I am going around a corner and I decided that was the perfect time to pass the slowpoke again. In hindsight, I am going to have to admit I was wrong. I was only using the front brake and it slid out from under me. I hit the ground with both hands, my bike slid into the ditch with me following closely behind, and we ended up in the rocks in the gulch. Read more . . . |
