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Bicycling family We are a family of four that bicycled from Quebec to Costa Rica over eleven months. We started June

27/08/2016
The Family That Biked From Quebec To Central America

Our family met Bryan in one of the most hard to get to, pristine places I have ever been to in my many years of traveling. It didn't take long before we were sharing travel stories and discussing the idea to shoot a mini interview to which Bryan would edit and post to his Live High website. A tactful storyteller pairing voice over and moving images, he has managed to sum up our reason for bicycling in a little under three minutes.

This summer he is taking to the rural country roads with his brother as they make their way from Boston to California by bicycle. Follow along on his journey, I'm sure you'll meet some interesting people through his lens.

In June 2015, Chris Conk and his wife Julie sold their home in Quebec and took off on bicycles for a long adventure with their two children (eight and eleven...

27/08/2016

We met Eva Boynton just south of Cancun on the day we flew back to Mexico from Cuba. She gracefully offered us some floor space in her boyfriend Sam Anaya's rented house. A week later, she would join us in Playa del Carmen for a few days while she waited for her bicycle to come back from the bike shop. Our third attempt at cycling out together was a success when we met in Tulum. We cycled hundreds of miles together, crossed Belize, and had a dozen or so freshly made watermelon refrescos (freshly pressed watermelon juice).

From the images below, you can tell Eva is a talented artist. For weeks, the kids, Eva, Julie, and I would draw together. Though, mostly Eva would sit and illustrate her travels in a sketchbook. During a quiet stretch of road, she pedaled alongside Charlotte and retrieved this sequence of thoughts from our daydreaming eight year old.

We're waiting for you, Eva Boynton, to visit us in Granby, Quebec.

Sketches from on the road...

10/08/2016

Enjoying Quebec's national treasure "la poutine" upon arrival in Quebec, Canada early June 2016. We often discussed while riding thousands of miles/kilometers what our first meal would be (or what we missed from home) and we all unanimously declared it was poutine.

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 5 of 5

Distance 31.78 mi | Time 3:42:06 | Speed 8.6 mph | Elev Gain 863 ft

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 4 of 5 (Part 2)

Distance 11.83 mi | Time 1:15:05 | Speed 9.5 mph | Elev Gain 673 ft

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 4 of 5 (Part 1)

Distance 2.87 mi | Time 19:24 | Speed 8.9 mph | Elev Gain 217 ft

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 3 of 5

Distance 14.00 mi | Time 1:44:32 | Speed 8.0 mph | Elev Gain 689 ft

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 2 of 5

Distance 24.32 mi | Time 3:01:46 | Speed 8.0 mph | Elev Gain 1,086 ft

20/07/2016
Garmin Connect

Day 1 of 5

Distance 27.06 mi | Time 3:22:06 | Speed 8.0 mph | Elev Gain 1,266 ft

14/07/2016

1st encounters. My brother Greg and his family are joining us for a five day ride in the eastern townships here in Quebec. We will be joining seven other families.

Remember when the VT Conks rolled 450 miles with us from Burlington, VT to Buffalo, NY? Here we go again.

03/06/2016

Photos from Bicycling family's post

03/06/2016

Day 340: Crossing the border back into Québec, Canada. My sister Patti is driving us up.

24/05/2016

get there...

24/05/2016

4 months ago we were in Cuba saving our leftover dinner for breakfast and now we're in Buffalo Chicken Wing deciding on whether we want ranch or blue with our boneless or tradition hot or spicy (mild, medium, hot, infernal, ghostlike) wings. The beer is good. Wifi is good. Spending the day in airports or planes, mwah.

24/05/2016

Guess who's loosening up?

24/05/2016

Through checkin. Got to security clearance check point and realized we didn't have three of the four passports. Returning to the counter, we crossed the ticketing agent running towards us with our passports.

We also had our pocket knives confiscated. DUH!

We'll take these as signs of EXCITEMENT!

23/05/2016

Boxes are still open.

20/05/2016

Léo and I took a taxi this morning to get the last two boxes from Ciclo Guilly in Santa Ana. The bike shop had them deconstructed making it easy to get around. I put my MapsMe app to good use because our taxi driver hadn't been in San Jose for very long (3 months). Even though I have become quite comfortable speaking Spanish over the last six months, I found it extremely difficult explaining what an interchange was. I had to use my street football, play drawing skills (stick in dirt) to explain to him that he had to go over the highway and follow the exit ramp back down under the road we were just on. I used the dust collected on his dashboard for extra emphasis.

We're attempting to pack all our gear into four bicycle boxes and carrying on the remaking bags; as long as we stay under the 70lbs limit.

20/05/2016

From Granada to San Jorge and between. Our last week on the road.

19/05/2016

Get ready for an inundation of posts.

19/05/2016

San Jose, Costa Rica. Hasn't quite settled in yet. Biking from the bus station in city traffic, and I mean traffic. Bumper to bumper forced us up onto the sidewalk at times. Intersections brought to a standstill allowing only motorbikes and cyclists to weave their way through. It was dusk and then dark in no time, but fortunately for us we had lodging reserved, a HUGE thanks goes out to Terri and Greg Barker for putting us up for our last week on the road in a timeshare. I'm going to have to dig out some old Peace Corps Gabon pictures to post of Terri and Greg from Gabon when I was there in '95. They took care of then and are still taking care of us now. Merci beaucoup!

Once checked in, and looking at 8:00, we found ourselves in a Denny's of all places and were quickly spat back into 'cookie cutter' eateries. It was a sort of 'culture shock' before the shock. You know, the kid's menu where you circle an item from box 1 and then from box 2, only each item was listed in the local currency which was in the thousands.

So, we'll be here for another five nights getting ready to box up the bikes and fly back to Vermont on May 24. Thanks for following us this far.

15/05/2016
Cycling

A rough start for the four of us this morning after having been off the bikes for close to a week. The heat kicked in early, and the slight incline didn't seem like much but was pretty much kickin' our asses. After 10km, we started going down hill and started to enjoy the ride much better. There was tons of car traffic to which the buses and other large vehicles waited for oncoming traffic to pass before overtaking us.

Distance 42.93 mi | Time 4:41:11 | Speed 9.2 mph | Elev Gain 1,053 ft

14/05/2016

Walking down the pedestrian street 'Calzado' here in Granada, between sidewalk eateries and bakeries, I would often overhear young travelers talking about the outings they participated in: volcano hiking, canopy hike, boating through the islands, etc. We chose to ignore all of the "to do while in Granada" activities. We actually asked about kayaking, but became distracted and disconnected from the usual rhetoric the outfitter spewed out. Instead, we sat in AC, drank rum, and swam in the lap pool. The kids had access to TV and magazines. We ate pupusas in our kitchenette and had lunch with our AirBnB host, Nancy and her friend Sandy.

A week has flown by and we find ourselves packing our paniers once again, though this time, I'm throwing away several pieces of clothing that won't make the trip back with me. We'll load the bicycles for the 70km ride tomorrow to Rivas. Hopefully, we'll be on the road by 7:00, something we've been good at doing over the past few months. The ride will be hot. Daytime temps get up into the high 90's (36+) without the humidity index. I'm sure there will be an afternoon break at some point. Our family has been able to pedal 30km in a 2.5 hour span, only stopping briefly to fill our water bottles or to give our butts a break. Sunday, we'll be on Ometepe island and we'll kick around there for three days before making our way back to Rivas. And then, an 7hr bus ride to San Jose, Costa Rica, our final destination heading south.

Here are a few pictures from this past week:

13/05/2016
Cycling

After all these months, I've just synced my Garmin. Voila!

Distance 29.39 mi | Time 3:29:06 | Speed 8.4 mph | Elev Gain 1,247 ft

09/05/2016

Left our hacienda for Managua, Nicaragua a few days ago. The 700 km, 18hr bus ride, crossing four international borders (Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua) wasn't without its challenges. First off, we had waited in the lobby of the Crown Plaza hotel for several hours, waiting to board the bus, only to find out that they didn't accept a credit card when it was time to board/pay at 2:30 in the morning. Plan "B", go to the ATM in the hotel lobby, just in front of the elevators. “Contact your bank” was the message I got from the machine whose keypad seemed like it had been pried open at one point and the eight second lag between commands had me wondering if this machine was legit. “OK, I’ll use the one next to it. I don’t know why I tried this one first anyway. The other one has a keypad privacy shield. Duh!” “Contact your bank”. “Well, this is trouble. Scrap plan “B”. Am I really scrambling around to find cash at 2:30 in the morning, after having sat in the lobby for FIVE hours? They told me, I could use my MasterCard.”

Racing back to Julie, sitting with two sleeping kids, I hurried her to check for any extra Quetzals she might have or any $USD; plan “C”. I had a secret stash of $USD, and with our remaining Quetzals we might have the amount required. We were seven $'s short. No exaggeration. If only the expressions on our faces could reveal our subtle plea, “C’mon, this is Guatemala. We’ve bargained our way across the country (taxi, hotel, food, camping, park entrance fee, etc.) Isn’t there ANYTHING you can DO for us?” "Oh, wait, I remember reading that if it was your birthday month you bus for free. Charlotte's birthday is in a few weeks. That'll cover at least $50." He quickly quipped, “yeah, but if you buy a round trip ticket.” I went on to add, “right, so, if we buy a round trip ticket, don’t I save $5, since the cost is $90 and I would get $45 back? So, were only missing $2.” He took my cash, wrapped a piece of paper around it, slipped it a drawer and said, “Come with me!” The clerk behind the counter told the people in line to wait and we ran through the lobby into the streets, to a Burger King a few hundred feet away. I remember being relieved to be in the freezer of an ATM booth. Cooling away the beads of panic sweat that had accumulated around my forehead. Once he realized that the machine accepted my card, he raced back to the lobby to finish processing the rest of the passengers. When I arrived, he was waving me on, as if I were a baseball player getting the signal from the 3rd base coach to round third, stretching a triple into an “in the park HOMERUN”. I then went on to load, four bicycles (handlebars and pedals had already been removed) into the bus’ cargo bay. I was ‘kind of’ expecting an applause when I entered the bus but knew that was all just in my head.

Traveling by bus, through four countries still requires you to pass through the border check points; however, the bus steward would come around and grab our passports and our declaration papers and take them to the clerks. All we had to do was to get off the bus, collect our passport, stand before the clerk who scanned our fingerprints (not the kids) and get our entry stamp. There were some lines that were longer than others. The whole process worked quite well.

The rain intensified to an outright drenching as we passed through streets of Managua making our way to a fenced in parking lot. “Wait, where’s the Crowne Plaza? The overhead bay where passengers are protected from the elements?” There was spotlight from a telephone pole and just enough cover under the eaves to keep our gear and bikes out of the rain. However, it did nothing in protecting us from the faucet of water collected into mini waterfalls coming off the roof. Honestly, I didn’t mind. It was the first ‘real’ rainfall we had seen in over a month and the second one in close to four months. Bags loaded, handlebars installed (pedals will come later), we walked our bikes across the street to a hostel. Negotiating the price down (in $USD), we accepted the offer and carried our bikes and gear up to our second floor room. Ceiling fans, five beds and a cooling breeze eased us into our night’s sleep. 9:30 and we were OUT, well except Leo who got a hold of the wifi and our laptop. A ‘sort of’ luxury to have access to wifi in your room. Usually, you have to sit in the lobby or common room to get access to the network.

We took an extra day in Managua to relax, go to the bank (still wouldn’t accept my debit card), and sort out the bikes. We liked our time in Managua. There were several groups in dress rehearsal for their upcoming Carnival. Walking along the main thoroughfare in town, we were able to listen/watch the different groups perform.

The following day, Mother’s Day, we biked out along empty city streets (Sunday= less traffic) towards Masaya and Granada. Climbing the gentle rise, facing a headwind forced us to pull over into a gas station. I addressed several new squeaks and ticks coming from my bicycle. Not sure what caused this, but I think I have a loose break pad coming from my rear disk brake. I remember seeing it bounce around when I was trying to put my rear wheel on a few days ago. I was too hot and perturbed to take care of it then and was quickly reminded that I had forgotten to address it. I gave up trying to figure out the other noises, and plugged into my iPhone. We stopped for a butt break in Masaya after two hours and 30km down. Only 16 to go, pretty much all downhill along a well shouldered road.

Granada will be home for the next four days as we soak in the lap pool, wander the colonial streets, do some kayaking, relax, edit some video, reflect on our trip and prep for our return to Vermont/Quebec in two weeks.

Later this week, we plan to bike to San Jorge where we will board a ferry to the Ometepe islands in Lago Nicaragua. The island is made up of two volcanoes connected by a cooled lava flow. We’re thinking of renting a small, off the grid house for a few days.

Here are a few pictures from the last week:

05/05/2016

Back from Semuc Champey, we made our way back to the firehouse to pick up our bikes. Since it was the hottest part of the day and I had to repair a flat tire we postponed our departure from Coban. We opted for one of the hottest hotel room ever. I showered four times throughout the night.

Leaving Coban by 6:30 and climbing early, Leo ran into some emotional difficulty. He found himself, distracted and not concentrating on the road, in a rain drainage ditch that follows the road. Unhurt, physically, he took his time to regain his composure and caught up to the rest of us who had been waiting for him. "I don't want to bike anymore," were his words. We had heard this before from him and given a short period of rest he would be back on the road, only this time was different; he meant for the rest of the trip. It all came out. We sat roadside, not even three miles from our sweat lodge of a hotel, discussing THE "I don't want to bike anymore" statement. We all managed to get to a gas station a mile away and get some sugar in us: snickers and cokes. He came around. He was willing to put in another two to three days before we would be able to get to the junction (El Rancho) that would lead us to Guatemala City, if need be (bus -> flight home).

We have been in a Hacienda crying, swimming, drinking, eating, planning, discussing, more crying for the last four days. With a horrible internet connection we have found it difficult to find information (flights, bus schedules, routes, blogs, etc) to make an informed decision on what to do.

We feel confident now in our decision (and the fact that we bought return plane tix) to announce that we will be returning to Burlington, Vermont on May 24. During our discussions, Charlotte brought to our attention that she would like to be back in Quebec/Vermont to celebrate her 9th birthday with her family. How could we look past that?

We will have been traveling for eleven months. We have our health and want to come home on good terms. We have always said to ourselves, "safety first" and we're living by it.

Tonight, we're taking a bus to Managua, Nicaragua and should be there tomorrow night. From there we'll pedal to Granada and spend a few days in the Colonial city. A few more days on Ometepe, an island made up of two volcanoes in the middle of Lago Nicaragua, and then onto San Jose, Costa Rica. We'll try to get to Lago Arenal and then bus to the city from there. We'll spend a few days in San Jose, or thereabouts, to box up the bicycles and get ready for the flight home. We are looking for a place to stay in or around the city, so if any of you have a connection send us a message.

Enjoy the following pictures from this past week.

30/04/2016

Well we gave it a shot. We left Chisec a few days ago attempting to climb 1500 meters and after 15 km, sweat running down every part of our bodies and trying to push our bikes up inclines I can't even begin to describe. At one point (I bicycle in flip-flops) the soles of my feet began to sweat and I couldn't push my bike up hill in my sandals because the were sliding out. So, I started pushing my bike uphill barefoot. That didn't work for too long. No one was having fun. We decided to flag down the next pick up truck. The first one that came by picked us up and drove us the 55km to Coban. We were dropped off at the fire department. Left our bikes with them and took a series of pick ups to Lanquin and then to Semuc Champey. We should leave tomorrow but this is one of those places that is REALLY hard to leave. Here are a few pics.

26/04/2016

Chisec, Guatemala. You already know about the heat. Cranked up the mileage though: 200km (120 miles) in the three days from Flores. Mountains in sight. Kids screaming gr**go. Fire ants. Eating mega loads of Pupusas and drinking well over 5 gallons of water a day ( the family that is) and soda too. Many friendly Guatemalans. Thighs are burning. We could fall asleep anywhere around 7ish. This is the real deal folks.

23/04/2016

Here's where my mind has been these days.

22/04/2016

Nous avons pris une autre journée de congé ici à Flores. J'en profites pour me reposer et me ressourcer :). Voici quelques photos de mon I-pod des derniers jours.

22/04/2016

I love finding local barber shops and trying to explain in Spanish what I want them to do with my hair. Here's the most recent find in El Remate.

22/04/2016

A short bike ride to the island of Flores in Lake Peten Itza. Rolling hills, and an early departure (7:00) made for pleasant riding conditions.

We are slowly sliding into a 'let's take another day' mode and are spending another day here.

We'll also be back to our original foursome when we leave tomorrow. Eva left earlier in the week and just last night Gaby left for Guatemala City. Our next stage will take us to Semuc Champey high up in the mountains some 350km away. Stay tuned.

18/04/2016

S**t it's hot. Sunrise is around 5:45 and we're usually up before then; however, for some reason, we can't seem to get on the road before eight. It could be because we are no longer 4 cyclists. We have grown to 7 strong.

We caught Belize's highway from Belize City to Guatemala via San Ignacio on a busy Friday night; folks leaving work, heading back home from the city. Most drivers are cautious, others not so much. We spent a few days streamlining it, staying close and watching over our shoulders. Once we got close to San Ignacio, the rollers began, offering some gradual up hills and smooth down the other side.

We usually camp; mostly asking people or restaurants. We still like to spend a day or two in a bed with bathroom when we can.

The kids are unbelievable. They have adjusted well to the new terrain and weather. They're usually the first ones ready to get back on the bikes to ride, while our faces are flushed red and require a bit more time to heal. Albeit, their stuff (shirts, flip-flops, shoes, socks, gloves, hats, etc.) are all over the place and it still takes some prodding to get organized. Some things don't change. They were rarely ready before school started. They laugh a lot. They daydream! Charlotte has a system for taking pictures with her eyes and storing them in her head for later use. She blinks each eye once, then rolls them. To record video, it's another combination of things. After nine and a half months they have become comfortable with this lifestyle; sleeping tightly next to each other, finding time on a bicycle to relax, talk, plan their future (or dream about it).

We have begun to think about coming back. With less than three months, or three more credit card payments to go, we have started to plan for our reentry. We wonder if we'll make it to Panama, a possibility, though definitely not to the Panama Canal. Might cross Costa Rica from coast to coast and enter the northwestern corner of Panama at Bocas del Toro. It'll take some logistics to plan but definitely fall within our time frame.

We'll post pictures soon. Our wifi connection isn't the best.

18/04/2016

We entered Guatemala. Not sure if I have service so if you receive this post then WE DO!

18/04/2016

Une des montées.. Les enfants sont des champions

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