The friend 
always with her witticisms does nothing but bring us back to the time where we say ¿THE MOTORCYCLE OR ME? And then THE MOTORCYCLE WINS!
always with her witticisms does nothing but bring us back to the time where we say ¿THE MOTORCYCLE OR ME? And then THE MOTORCYCLE WINS!I happen to be in love with a wonderful man "everywhere you look": attentive, gentlemanly, thoughtful, funny, respectful and stop counting, but a motorbike lover! Oh, if I could tell you how many stories we can tell about it, which of course I laugh about now, but at the time he breathed 25 times to be able to maintain my relationship until now.
I start by telling you that I met him at a motorbike event, with his motorbike, what else could I expect? It is already clear that he likes motorbikes. That day we drank too much and he had never ridden with a co-driver before, so I showed up to ride the bike thinking he was a motorbike veteran; thanks to his intelligence and I say that at that moment he wanted to show his best attributes, he drove very well for all the alcohol we had consumed that night. Then he confessed to me what a danger I was exposed to!
After that, he bought a BIGGER bike, with more power and we went for a ride in Merida; this city is characterized for having lots of curves and being a kind of mountain so the road is not easy at all. Add to that the fact that when you travel by motorbike you carry suitcases, helmets, tools, bags and all that obviously adds weight to the bike. Well, that's where we embarked on that adventure and then we did the maths and said "What a danger! Because so much weight can affect the performance of the bike. Now we are more cautious.
La amiga
Comienzo contando que yo lo conocí en un evento de motos, con su moto ¿Qué mas podía esperar? Ya se sobreentiende que le gustan las motos. Ese día bebimos exageradamente demás y él nunca había manejado con copiloto y pues, aparecí yo a montarme en la moto pensando que era un veterano de las motos; Gracias a su inteligencia y digo que en ese momento quería mostrar sus mejores atributos, manejó muy bien para todo el alcohol que habíamos consumido esa noche. Luego me lo confesó ¡Que peligro al cual estuve expuesta! Luego de eso, compró una moto MAS GRANDE, con mas potencia y fuimos a un paseo en Mérida; esta ciudad se caracteriza por tener muuuuchas curvas y ser una especie de motaña así que el camino no es nada fácil. Sumale a eso que cuando se viaja en moto se llevan maletas, cascos, herramientas, bolsos y todo eso obvio le agrega peso a la moto. Bueno, allí nos embarcamos en esa aventura y después fue que sacamos cuentas y dijimos ¡Que peligro! Porque tanto peso puede afectar el desempeño de la moto. Ahora somos más precavidos.
On that same trip, a character is added that if you know him, you would NEVER GO OUT WITH HIM ON ADVENTURE! Because when we go out, we are supposed to have fun, get to know each other and ride on the roads with the freedom of the air. The brother doesn't, the brother is always having an adventure, having an accident, changing parts, collecting cables, throwing gas, saying _that's part of the adventure_ We've had a lot of scares because of his philosophy of life and travel!
On that trip from Merida, we have to go UP A WHOLE MOUNTAIN AND THEN DOWN IT. Road connoisseurs (the natives and those who drive trucks) say that "that mountain must be crossed during the day when there is no fog because at night it is very dangerous, nobody lives to tell the tale".
En ese mismo viaje, se agrega un personaje que si ustedes lo conocen, ¡JAMÁS SALDRÍAN CON ÉL EN LA AVENTURA! Porque se supone que cuando salimos, es para divertirnos, conocer y rodar por las carreteras con la libertad del aire. El hermano no, el hermano siempre vive una aventura accidentado, cambiando pieza, juntando cable, botando gasolina diciendo _eso es parte de la aventura_ ¡Tremendos sustos hemos llevado por su filosofía de via y vida! En ese viaje de Mérida, debemos subir TODA UNA MONTAÑA Y LUEGO BAJARLA. Los conocedores de las carreteras (los nativos y los que manejan camiones) dicen que "esa montaña debe atravesarse de día cuando no haya neblina porque de noche es muy peligroso, nadie vive para contarlo".
GIF-HIVE
That day we got up very early and fixed everything, but my brother-in-law's bike was not working. We spent almost 5 hours repairing it, wrenching it, tightening screws, removing nuts, and everyone had their say. We went out to ride through the páramo ALMOST 2 P.M. and it took about 3 hours to get through it. Well, we thought it was a great time, but when we got to the top to start descending, guess what? THE MOTORCYCLE WAS DAMAGED AGAIN! It was already 4 o'clock in the afternoon, with temperatures at zero degrees, only with a bar that was about to close we put our hands on our heads. It turns out that not even the oil was working (that day I knew it had to be changed and it had been bad for about two years), a part had been damaged, and I didn't have much petrol. I laugh now, but I almost died of hypothermia because I didn't have the right clothes to withstand the cold. Fortunately we were able to have some chocolate and the locals helped us.
We left there at 9 p.m. and not being an option to turn back, we then followed the road downhill. To add to the excitement, we were the only ones with lights, so everyone was stuck together and a false manoeuvre could have led to a tragedy.
As many people have died there, I did the whole journey with my eyes closed, I didn't even want to open them out of curiosity because something could come out of my eyes and I would die, but I was scared to death.
Pues ese día nos levantamos muy temprano y arreglamos todo, sin embargo la moto de mi cuñado no servía. Pasaron casi 5 horas reparádola, ponle llave, aprieta tornillo, saca tuerca, y todos opinando. Salimos a recorrer el páramo CASI A LAS 2 P.M y se dura atravesándolo como 3 horas. Bueno, pensamos que era excelente hora, cuando llegamos a la cúspide para empezar a bajar, ¿adivinan? ¡SE DAÑO LA MOTO NUEVAMENTE! Ya siendo las 4 de la tarde, con temperaturas a cero grados, solo con un bar que ya iba a cerrar nos pusimos las manos en la cabeza. Resulta que ni el aceite servía (ese día supe que debía cambiarse y este tenía como dos años malo), se había dañado una pieza, y no tenía mucha gasolina. Ahorita me rio pero casi muero con hipotermia porque no llevaba la ropa adecuada para soportar el frío. Menos mal que pudimos tomar algún chocolate y los señores de la zona nos ayudaron.
Salimos de allí a las 9 p.m y sin ser una opción regresarnos, entonces seguimos el camino bajando. Para agregarle emoción, los únicos que traiamos luces eramos nosotros, así que todos venían pegados y una maniobra en falso, pudo ser paso a una tragedia. Como allí han muerto muchas personas, todo el trayecto lo hice con los ojos cerrados, no quise ni por curiosidad abrirlos porque me podía salir algo por allí y si me moría pero del susto.
We on the moor at 4 p.m.
Later I found out that my brother-in-law likes to live his adventures like this; every time we went out somewhere he always has a bad rubber, a bad spark plug, the sensor doesn't work, the light doesn't work, the oil leaks, the brakes are worn out, but although it sounds dangerous, he laughs a lot because he says that this way he meets more people who help him, he can visit a village and stay overnight or he uses his talents as a mechanic to fix his bike.
As for me, we are very careful on the bike and with the bike; we do not allow it to have any kind of breakdown or lack of something, however, on another trip down the moor (again) we ran out of battery and brakes because of how heavy we were coming. Luckily, I have a rider on my side and he was able to solve the problem and get us home safe and sound.
Después me enteré que a mi cuñado le gusta vivir así sus aventuras; cada vez que salíamos a algún sitio siempre tiene un caucho malo, una bujía mala, el sensor no le sirve, la luz medio prende, bota aceite, los frenos estan gastados pero aunque suene a peligro,él se rie muchisimos porque dice que así conoce más personas que lo ayudan, puede conocer un pueblo y quedarse a dormir o saca sus talentos de mecánico para acomodar su moto ¿Qué loco no? Por mi parte, nosotros si somos muy cuidadosos en la moto y con la moto; no permitimos que tenga algún tipo de avería o falta de algo, sin embargo, en otro viaje bajando el páramo (nuevamente) nos quedamos sin bateria y sin frenos de lo pesado que veníamos. Con la suerte, que tengo un piloto a mi favor y pudo resolver llevándonos sanos y salvos a casa.
We have crossed rivers, moors, beaches, bends, curves, straight stretches to run and a whole series of adventures (but good adventures) that I would also choose the motorbike over any other thing or means of transport.
Finally, to finish this story, one day we went to one of the most beautiful beaches in my country but to get there we have to go up a steep mountain. Well, the motorbikes under the footrests have iron sticks that are only removed when the bike lies down a lot in a curve. These sticks are on each side and I don't think they have any function other than the honour of losing them in a corner.
I knew about the sticks but I didn't think it could happen. On that ride, we went with the two of them and came back without them.
Nosotros en la moto hemos atravesado rios, páramos, playas, curvas, rectas sabrosas para correr y toda una serie de aventuras (pero buenas aventuras) que yo también escogería la moto antes que cualquier otra cosa o medio de transporte. Por último, para culminar con este cuento, un día fuimos a una de las playas más bonitas de mi país pero para llegar tenemos que ir por una montaña bien empinada. Bueno, las motos debajo de los posapies tiene unos palitos de hierro que solo se quitan cuando la moto se acuesta mucho en una curva. Estos palitos los tiene de cada lado y no creo que tengan mas función sino es el honor de perderlos en una curva. Yo sabía de los palitos pero no pensaba que podia pasar. En ese paseo, fuimos con los dos y regresamos sin ellos ¡AVENTURA REALIZADA!
Gif Hive