Back To The Future

Welcome back. When one takes a rest from an activity midway through, for example hiking or a gardening project, getting going again can be a bit of a challenge.  It often seems to take more effort, mental if nothing else, to restart than taking the initial steps. That is the feeling that has washed over me a few times over the past week. Once in stride the fun returns, usually anyway.

It was another sunny morning when Lyn dropped me at Richmond airport at 7am on Thursday, the start of the journey back to Huanuco, Peru. A long layover afforded an opportunity to explore Atlanta airport, it proved to be quite educational. Rather than taking the train between terminals I walked through the underground passageway. A timeline of Atlanta’s history, a gallery of portrait photos that were out of the ordinary and a look into the civil rights era eventually delivered me to the international terminal where I spotted this.

A quiet place to satisfy junior’s hunger, directly or if the mother prefers, to pump in private! Not seen that before……sponsored by Zappo’s, an online shoe company. What?

The journey was uneventful and on-time, though I did not reach the hotel at Lima airport until about 1.00am. A few hours sleep and an early check-in to catch the prop-plane flight to Huanuco.

The altitude at which Huanuco sits reduces the power and lift of the Fokker F-50, requiring the airline to limit baggage to 10kg and to weigh passengers. Yep, you get weighed, cabin bags and all. I’m not sure what they do if a person weighs too much! Amputation?

After clearing the weight check I was given my handwritten boarding pass. Not seen those in a long time. The flight was less than an hour, but a snack was provided. Tasty but not classic breakfast foods. 

On approach the plane maneuvered though the valleys, peaks towering above the plane to bring us to a gentle landing. We had a clear day and no wind, I would not enjoy that experience in clouds, rain or wind.

A sample of the day’s travels.

 

The bike was retrieved, it started first time but needed throttle to keep from stalling. After running it for 10 minutes with blips of the throttle the idle settled to normal. The fuel here is called gasohol….El Burro prefers something stronger I believe.

Dusted off, new fender on, and now badged for Peru we are ready to roll on Saturday. I'm looking forward to it.  Cheers T2