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Bolivian Highs and Lows Bolivian Highs and Lows, by Simon Richmond, pp 176-181
Looking for adventure? Try a mountain bike ride down what is possibly the most dangerous road in the world -- the narrow track from high-altitude La Paz to the sultry jungles of the Yungas!
In a mountainous country where only 5 percent of the roads have any form of asphalt covering (with the result that the remaining ones frequently turn to mud with the onset of the rainy season), a road that is above all others in awfulness earns itself quite a reputation. Such is the road from La Paz to the Yungas, and in particular the unpaved, narrow section from Unduavi to the pit stop of Yolosa. Anyone who has ever travelled it will be in no doubt that the reputation is well deserved. This is a nerve-wracking route, with vertical drops of over 1 km (1/2 mile) off the side of a poor gravel track that takes you into impenetrable jungle. This so-called road is no wider than 3m (10 feet) in places, and passes under several waterfalls that further erode its already crumbling surface. In a bus or car, the journey is thrilling enough, taking you down, via hairpin bends, 3,600m (11,800 feet) in altitude from snowy mountain peaks shrouded in clouds to sultry jungle. Riding on a mountain bike at speeds of up to 50 km (30 miles) per hour, and freewheeling past seemingly suicidal truck drivers and howling dogs, it's nothing short of an adrenaline injection straight to the heart. "You can't do rides like these at home," boasts the publicity leaflet for Gravity Assisted Mountain Biking, run by young New Zealander Alistair Matthew. This is no hype. The 64-km (38.5 mile) ride, which takes between four and five hours depending on the weather, will leave me exhausted, filthy and, Alistair assured me, exhilarated. I just hoped I'd be alive to tell the tale. A Prayer for the Travellers The only difference between the minibus that pulled up in front of McDonalds on the Prado at 8 am and the scores of others plying the streets of La Paz was its roof rack stacked with eight mountain bikes. McDonalds was the meeting point, and from here we'd drive the 26km (16 miles) uphill to La Cumbre, the start of the bike ride. On the way we passed through Villa Fatima, from where buses to Coroico depart, and then through the tranca, a police checkpoint found on the edge of all Bolivian towns. Aymara women, bundled in their shawls against the chill, sell drinks and snacks; and an unlikely looking priest in a blue boiler suit offers, for a small renumeration, to bless vehicles for a safe journey ahead.
Plenty of stray dogs loiter by the side of the road, waiting for the scraps of food Bolivians always chuck to them. Some people believe the dogs are the reincarnated souls of those who have perished on the road, but if that's the case there should be hundreds more. Many small tombstones and crosses line the way; in one incident alone in 1983, over 100 campesinos (people of the countryside) died when the lorry they were hitching a lift in plunged into the jungle. For bikers, these dogs are one more obstacle on the road; if they snap at you, Alistair's advice is to "bark at them madder and meaner than they do." The Ride Begins It had been chilly in La Paz, but at this altitude it's even colder. Leaving the minibus at the desolate La Cumbre plateau, crowned with its statue of Christ, I was glad of the extra layers of clothes I had been advised to bring. Between March and May you can expect snow here. Activity is also more of an effort in the thinner air, so it's a good idea to acclimatize in La Paz for several days before undertaking any mountain ventures, such as this bike ride, or trekking the Choro Trail to Coroico (see below), which starts at the same spot.
More Mountain Biking Options
The Zongo Pass ride starts at 4,780m (15,680 feet), on the pass at the access point to the peak of Huayna Potosi. Alongside the dirt road, which has a few flat stretches, there is a vertical, 3,500m (11,480-foot) drop into the steamy jungle. You'll pass llamas and alpacas in the higher reaches and waterfalls below… Before the warm-up ride around the shallow pond at La Cumbre, Alistair gave us a short lecture on how best to ride the bike (see below), and on some of the obstacles (apart from the dogs) to be aware of on the way down.
Biking Tips
· On the corners, use only the back brake, and go round with outside pedal down, your weight pressing onto it. Lean the bike in a little bit, but keep your body upright. · Don't look directly at obstacles but at the point you're aiming for; by doing this you're more likely to skirt obstacles safely. · If you sit down the whole way, your bottom will be so sore you won't be able to sit down afterwards. On the corners rest on the back of the seat; and on the straight, don't sit at all. Keep knees bent to absorb the shock, and let your thighs grip the seat. We were to start on the right side of the road but would have to move to the left when the when the asphalt stopped and the gravel began. There's one tunnel, and we were to remove our sunglasses before entering it. When passing through the couple of small villages along the road, we were to slow down; colliding with a chicken or small child would be disastrous. It was reassuring to know that if any of us had a puncture or worn brake pads -- either of which is not unlikely given the punishment the bikes endure during the descent -- a guide at the rear of the group carried spares and a repair kit. At two places along the route the brakes and tyre pressure would be checked, and there would be plenty of other breaks to allow us to have a snack (chocolate and fruit) and take photographs. The ride began in awe-inspiring fashion. We whizzed down a wide, level road that meanders wildly through a v-shaped valley between jagged spurs of rust-brown mountains. A stream tumbles along the bottom of the valley, electricity pylons marching by its side, and clouds drift in among the spurs. On one slope, a zigzag path leads to a glacier, down which mules cart ice used to preserve the freshwater fish brought from the rivers beyond the Yungas to La Paz. The low, metal barriers on the curves are crumpled and misshapen from collisions; but I tried not to think about that.
Through the Cloud Forest
Just before we switched, as Alistiar put it, to the "scenic side" of the road (i.e. the side on which there are sheer 1,000-m/3,280-foot drops), we stopped for another safety briefing. From here on, downhill traffic passes on the outside of the road. The idea is to get vehicles to slow down, and it ensures that drivers with the best view of their outside tyres -- and the cliff edge -- do the risky backing up if faced with oncoming traffic on the narrow patches. Although it would often be possible for us to squeeze past vehicles, we were not to attempt to overtake until Alistair had given the OK signal.
Down to Coroico When faced with lorries, swaying along the road like unsteady elephants, their brimming loads of bananas and other produce always topped off with hitching campesinos, it's not a difficult decision to give them right of way. By this point in the journey, I was feeling more confident on the bike, but my hands ached from constant braking and I was glad of the opportunities to rest. Now that we'd hit the moist wall of heat riding up from the Yungas, we also paused to strip off layers of clothes. Streams cascade down the rockface, creating muddy puddles on the road. In one place we actually rode under a large waterfall. By the time we'd reached the end of the ride at Yolosa, at 1,110m (3,600 feet), which is nothing more than a shabby pit stop at the river crossing in the valley, the road had dried and our wheels were throwing up clouds of dust. It was no wonder that Alistair jokingly promised that anyone who finished clean would get their money back. Filthy, exhausted and exhilarated, we boarded the pick-up trucks that were waiting at Yolosa to transfer us up to Coroico, the small town perched on the shoulder of the hill Cerro Uchumachi. It's no surprise that this picturesque place, with its laid-back community, excellent views of the mountains and the fertile Yungas, and its good accommodation, food, and pleasant year-round temperatures, is a favorite retreat for travelers and locals alike. More importantly for me at the end of my ride, it also had, at the Hotel Esmeralda, perhaps the best hot-water showers in Bolivia. Going It Alone
Internal Travel If you wish to make the return minibus journey from Coroico at a specific time, it's important to book ahead in the town because the buses quickly fill, especially on Sundays. Bolivia is not an ideal place to hone your driving skills, but if you're thinking of hiring your own vehicle, go for a 4-wheel drive; check the tyres and brakes, and also hire a driver.
When to Go
Planning Your Trip CUT TO THE CHASE: Show me the photo slideshow of the World's Most Dangerous Road (in a new window)!!! Many of the other tour agencies in La Paz offer organized treks along the various routes heading into the Yungas, including guides and equipment. If you want to go solo, it's possible to hire equipment such as tents and sleeping bags in La Paz, if you haven't brought your own. Also consider putting a note up at the most popular travellers' hotels if you're looking for trekking companions. You'll have no problem finding accommodation to suit your budget in La Paz, which is well served with hotels and restaurants. In Coroico there is a similarly good range of tourist facilities available, but it's important to book ahead if you want to be sure of staying at a particular hotel, especially on a weekend or over major holiday periods.
What to Take
· Sunglasses. · Bandanna. · A replacement battery for your camera; the cold at high altitude often causes batteries to stop working.
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