La Paz, in Bolivia, is the highest administrative capital in the world, resting on the Andes’ Altiplano plateau at more than 3,500m above sea level.
Fresh off the Flats of Salt, and ready to hit the pavement running, or walking in these altitudes.
Spent endless days walking around the colorful city. The roof tops and buildings soon became a blur of orange. We used the cable cars to get around, flying a top the city, while the hum of the gondola rocked us to sleep. Everything about this city is so unique to South America.
We got to bike Death Road! Yeah, it was a tour, but once you sign that waiver there is no guarantee for safety. There was a light fog in the air as we got out of the sprinter vans and geared up. The helmet was fine, however the arm and knees pads felt like overkill. I would soon discover that they were well worth the investment.
The roads were ever-winding and with the rain blasting down, I was starting to question this ride. It is estimated 300 people per year met their maker on the notorious stretch, most falling hundreds of feet off a sheer cliff edge into the valley below. And now we are going to bike the 40miles down it.
Needless to say, we successfully made it down. The brakes were a bit spongy throughout and there were a few turns that spiked my adrenaline. Overall, it was a great source of type 2 fun and I would gladly ride it all over.
Really excited for Peru where I can finally walk The Inca Trail!