Off The Deep End

Watch as we zoom and rush through the hills above Cusco. Deftly maneuvering our bikes through twisting trails, racing the deadly flats and plowing through crippling mud. Finally we go airborne on the sick jumps on the trail.

We had talked about renting some motorcycles and heading off into the hills, but when it came time for action it turned out that I was the only one who had even driven a motorcycle. After much discussion we settled on a guided trip on four wheelers. We apparently requested two automatics and one Blaster, a manual transmission. The trip was all arranged for the next day and we set off into the sunset.