You win some and you lose some in an old sports world axiom.  I had great luck with border officials in the last few countries and it was time for the other shoe to drop.  I had anticipated things would go smoothly in Guyana as well but my luck had run out and this was one of those borders like in Central America that I was gonna have to work a little to get through.

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When I was a kid my sisters, brothers and I had a set of encyclopedia’s that I would spend hours leafing through on cold winter days.  On the pages I saw images from the Amazon, the rain forest and the colourful animals that roamed the area where I rode.  Today I was reminded of those books as the colourful birds that used to leap off the pages were flaring out of the jungle as I rode past.

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I find it tough to strike the proper balance between riding and sightseeing.  In much of Argentina and Brazil you simply point the bike down the finely groomed asphalt and take it in.  In Guyana the wildlife, thick jungle, and immense savannah combined with the road conditions are proving to be another story.

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