Day 33
37,884 – 38,094 – 210 Miles today (15,394 Miles Overall)
Lima, Peru – Huachachina, Peru
This morning I packed up everything I had and since the shop wasn’t sure if I would have my bike back for today and no update since last night I went down and booked another night at the Hostel. I was praying I would be able to get out of Lima today. I need to move! It doesn’t even feel like a bike trip anymore.
I got my ass in an Uber and went to the shop. Good news after waiting about 5 minutes. The mechanics were up till about 10-11pm last night working on my bike and they got it done 100%. I am so lucky I brought down that whole throttle body with the fuel rail and TPS sensor on it. After they got the bike running with the TPS sensor that I bought from BMW along with the gear position sensor they scanned it with the computer and it said it had a bad fuel pressure sensor. They ended up pulling the fuel rail off the spare throttle body I brought down and throwing it on my bike. Thank god it worked 100% and it had no more issues.
I ended up keeping the old gear sensor because I hear sometimes you can clean them so ill keep it as a spare incase this new one breaks before I go home. I also pulled the old fuel rail and fuel pressure sensor they swapped out and threw it in my backpack to keep just incase I have an injector go bad or the other fuel pressure sensor goes bad along the way maybe I can still use the old one.
I paid the shop a quick $200 (grrrrrr) and shot back to my hostel. I made it back by 10:50 and the checkout was at all. I ran inside and told them I changed my mind and asked for a refund on the extra night.They refunded me and I ran like a madman to pack up and load my bike up. Liz couldn’t bring back my Tb I found out as I was leaving Lima so I’m going to keep it with me and donate it to a shop in Cusco for some good karma.
I hit the road and shot down to Paracus. There’s some beautiful scenery down there and the desert rolls right into the ocean which you don’t see too often. I had a nice 3 hour ride down to Paracus and paid a $3 fee to get into a park which I didn’t know it was. This place is fucking gorgeous. The desert literally rolls into the ocean and there’s no grass or green anywhere. I miss being on the road like this and it’s sure a lovely day for my first one back since I broke down in Huarez. I met a guy from LA who is Peruvian and we chatted for a bit. Then some guy came over and told me there’s some good seafood about 10 minutes that way so I headed over that way. After a quick ride on the beach (Literally) I pulled up to this little cove of restaurants right on the ocean and had my usual which was a ceviche mixto. They had some good music playing, everyone was having a good time. IT FEELS GOOD TO BE BACK. I forgot all about the $5k I spent last week! HAHA
I got back on the bike and headed over to a little Oasis town called Huacachina I’ve had my eyes on for a long time. 1.5 hour ride and I pulled into this place. Guys, it’s wild. It’s a small Oasis town. A small lake surrounded by sand dunes maybe 3-400′ tall. It’s insane because it’s cooler than the desert I’ve seen in the Sahara in Africa. It just goes on and on forever from what I saw. People were eating shit sand boarding and skiing down the dunes, there were trucks taking people for rides sending it off the dunes getting some air. One of the trucks hit the ground so hard the front end snapped off it was hilarious to watch. I’m not sure if anyone got hurt because they were far away but it was fun to see! I sat up there for a while watching the sunset and enjoying the view.
I booked two nights here because it’s warm and sunny. I think this is the warmest weather I’ll see till I get to Buenos Aires. I also realized this will be the last time I see the ocean until I get my ass down to Ushuaia or somewhere down there. I was also thinking I’m pretty much more than halfway done with the ride down to Ushuaia. Wild to think about how it’s coming up so quickly. Anyway I walked around the town after the sun went down, cleaned up, ate and worked on this damn blog for you punks at home.
A few cops I passed on the road today gave me that look of “Damn that looks like a fun trip”. It’s such a good feeling to be on the other end of that view. It’s such a good feeling being down here on this trip while everyone else is always saying how fun they think it must be. I’m a lucky guy. Life is damn good right now.
