Cracked a late start from Bogo to Leyte Island on the ferry, we were packed in like tuna in a can, the ferry was full of roosters and a stinky toilets with not a seat spare. The ferry ride was a hoot for 3 hours in our bike gear, can't wait to do that again.
The riding in Leyte was a real adventure, we ended up in a village trying to cross a bridge that had been blown away after the typhoon that hit 6 months ago.
We were stuck in the middle of a village trying to get over this river, we had an idea after speaking with the locals. The plan was to put the bikes on a hand made bamboo like structure and pull the bikes over with a rope. Sounds easy!!
Like all great plans there is always a problem, I think the problem was the plan. It all started well with the first bike making it across the river, success now let's get me across!!
Bad idea was trying to get me (Darcy) across the river, it was all going swimmingly (no pun intended) until I needed to get my bike off the raft. I thought I could ride my bike off the raft, the more I accelerated the more the tyre spun and spun on the wet bamboo. As this caused the raft to push in the wrong direction, this left me in a pickle of a situation with the raft floating away with my bike front tyre on the sand. Yep I fell in the river with bike in hand, dick head move.
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After the river stuff up we moved on to very small town called Kananga, a strange but lovely little town in the middle of Leyte Island. Travis worked his magic and got us all an invite to the mayors office, holy shit Travis' charm worked again!!
Here we are stinky, fully geared up sitting in the mayors office having a coffee & biscuits. We ended our time with the mayor getting the chief of police in the office to arrange an escort in the morning of the local town.
7 am in the morning there he was, the chief of police & police car driving us through the town.
What a bloody holiday.
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