To Sao Paulo and Beyond

Our cave diving spelunking adventures soon came to an end when Lineus told us that it had rained to much for us to do Caverna Casa de Pedra. (house of rock cave) I guess its the biggest opening in the world and has a steady river flowing though it so if the water is to high you can get trapped and die in there as many have done. The Cave is almost 2 km long and drops over 100 meters over its length. You enter in the top and come out on the other side of the mountain. We were super stoked to do it but he told us that it was a terrible idea.

Caverna Casa de Pedra... The One that got away

So we each gave him $10  for his guiding us around for the day and we let our horses run back towards sao paulo We took and awesome mountain road full of curves and fun semi passes and road 3 or 4 hours until we were almost in the outskirts of Sao Paulo. We met a Drunk guy at Bar we Stopped at for snacks. He sang a whole Beatles song without a word of English or Portuguese! ha ha so funny!
 

We were going to call it a night around there somewhere but we couldnt find the hotel or a campsite and we were only like 70 kms from Sao Paulo so we pushed on into the night. Upon arrival in one of the biggest cities in the world, we got some gas and ask some cops were a good place to stay was. He advised against camping out and said we should get a hotel near my friend Guisti's house. After riding in the rain for three hours looking for a hotel that would let 3 people sleep in a room for under a million dollars it was like 3:00 in the morning. we found a place so i went in, told em i wanted the cheapest room possible, paid in cash and we ran our stuff up. This was acutally a Motel, where you can get room by the hour... Pretty gross. As i prepared to spend the night sleeping in my rain gear due to the nastyness of this place the security guard shows up wanting me to go talk to the front desk. I go down tired, wet, and upset and the lady wants me to pay for another room saying that three of us cant stay there. So i gave her a piece of my mind and she called my bluff on leaving at like 4am.. needless to say, i got my money back and we got back on the streets.We rode pointlessly for like an hour as it was kinda pointless to get a room at that hour. All the sudden i recognized the hood we were in. Praca do Se. My buddy had shown me a picture and told me that it was one of the most dangerous areas of Sao Paulo. And there we were, 3 white boys, riding around on big wheels. at like 5:30 we made it to Guisti's house where we leaned our bikes up on on the wall and fell asleep on our bikes with our helmets on!

Dave and I woke up completely numb and bent out of shape, so we laid down on the ground and slept like bumbs, (helmets still on) until he heard "Elder?" Elder? Im looking for an American Elder. haha it was Sister Guisti waking us up at like 7 am. She invited us in and I dont really remember what was said as i was so tired but Bro Guisti said we couldnt stay there because is married daughter was there for a few days as her husband was out of town. I told him we just wanted to please take a nap which he was fine with. After they forced us to shower of course.. Weird, I though we smelled great after days of camping and non stop freeway riding in the rain? Our Shoes need to be burned! We took our naps which turned into waking up at 3pm the next day. it felt great to sleep in a bed again! We just chilled and washed clothes for the rest of the day. It was pretty awesome! Brother Guisti cooked up a super delicious Churrasco dinner! After dinner Nian found an address for a kid that he baptized that was serving a mission in sao paulo. So we set out to surprise him. After more night riding through sketchy parts of town we were unable to find the missionarys house. Nian had written down a phone number with the address, he called it and it was brother Guisti's cell number. Nian then argued with himself and Dave about whose fault it was that he had the wrong number. Pretty funny! Brother Guisti did end up inviting us to sleep at his place and we enjoyed another awesome nights rest along with warm showers....

Dave Refused to Leave the bike alone in Sao Paulo

Injury Report: All previous injuries healed, Nian... millions of Flea bites. Whole Team... lots of bug bites, rashes, and soggy feet.

Coming up quick on Sao Paulo and making great time, when all of a sudden we see this sign that says, "caverna do diabo" (the devils cave) hmmmm, so we took a quick left and headed about 60 miles in the opposite direction! . 

 Pathway to caxoeira meu deus (my god waterfall)

A little bit before the cave and a little before sunset we saw a sign for "caxoeira meu deus" (my god waterfall) so we pulled back the barbed wire fence and started cruisin the trail. Hiked up about a mile up a stream and green brazillian jungle until we found this awesome, 100 ft waterfall! Tried to swim and get behind it but it wasn't happening, i'm pretty sure there's an awesome cave behind it though with tons of treasure.

Got back to the bikes, suns going down fast, and lucky me i'm rollin flat tire number two! so we fix a flated it better, and stampeeded a herd of cattle back down to the fence, just avoiding getting kicked by some jackass/burro that was wondering along the trail and hates motorcycles!!

There she is.

Cruised into a small town called, Iporanga. Found a dude by the name of Lineus who led us to this boat where we crashed for the night. In the morning our buddy Lineus came and woke us up, took us to a place to get Dave's tire fixed and we headed to the caves. Lineus decided to ride on back with Nian, which he quickly learned was suicide! but ol Nian held it together and just gave him a few scares and never actually threw him off.

 Our Iporanga Campsite

Deep within the earth. Caverna Ouro Grosso. Waterfall inside. and another 1200 meters that we didnt even explore, cuz we didn't have ropes or harnesses. Next time.

 

Oruo Grosso

 

Nian and Jim Sliding Down a Tight squeeze

 

 yes there was a waterfall in the cave.

  

 just swimmin up the underground river. no worries, no anacondas here, just huge cave spiders that Dave throws on Nian to make him scream like a girl! haha

                                                                                                           

Dave Portraying our Chain That we bought to lock up our bikes in Sao Paulo

gettin rested up at Bernardo's place in Curitiba. Hung out there for two days, visiting a few people, some of which were portuguese whose accents were music to my (Dave) ears. Took me back to my portugal days.
Ate a ton while we were there, think we all put on a few kilo's, went to church and headed to Sao Paulo

setting up camp just outside of Curitiba and Dave walking into giant spiders

Midnight mechanics. 4 hours outside of Curitiba.
Bike problems as of today, Nian, busted throttle cable, jimmy rigged until fixed in Curitiba
Dave, Two flat tires, what a suprise.....
Jim, 100% awesome until he busted his blinker off last night in a fit of rage because we got kicked out of hotel romantico!! haha

a true "jimmy rig" job, Nians throttle cable decided to be difficul around 11 or midnight in the middle of nowhere, so Jim fixed it up with some bailing wire and we got back on the road. After having a pizza with the local drunk of course.

Paraguay and the whole shot from hell!

So we're packin up from our iguasu adventure when we heard you could buy iphones in paraguay for 150 bucks! so we saddled up and headed to the "ponte de amizade" which is where paraguay and brazil boarder. What we came face to face with was probably the eighth wonder of the world. Traffic was backed up for miles before the bridge, luckily we bought motorcycles so we could evade such problems! well we're weavin in and out, hopin up on medians, cuttin across lawns, and got seperated, jim cut around a bus and i never saw him again. I took brian off the freeway and down into a neighborhood where we flew down the street, to the frontage road, up the side grass hill and jumped back on the freeway right before the bridge! cutting in front of all the traffic! haha. we cruised through the brazillian checkpoint into what i can only describe as this. . .. if you were to take two motorcross races and line the whole shots up directly across from each other and then drop the gates, then you would have this outcome! haha, it was AWESOME, imagine a four lane highway, ( same size as a two lane back in the good ol u.s. of a. ) two rows of cars coming, two rows of cars going, extremely close to eachother because in between the coming and going you have two lanes of motorcycles coming and going!!! so we're flying down the middle, elbows tucked and clippin mirrors! we make it to the other side and a dude with an ar15 pulls me over, asks me for some bike documents and identification, until he saw the american flag flyin proud on the back of my pack and found out i was american, saluted me and told me to have a good time!! haha. Then it was back to the races, cruisin down the road, throttle pinned. come up on a round about. no stop signs, no yield signs, its everyone, haulin ace, and praying for the best! thrown into the mix and hope you come out in one piece on the other side.

 Ponte de Amizade (friendship bridge) Craziest 5 mins on a motorbike EVER!!

we made it through, met up with jim at a gas station, bought a couple liters of cola, some snacks and such for 1.50, and continued our search for the i phone.
     After hours of being hustled by little kids and everyguy on the shoulder to shoulder streets, and finding out that the 150.00 dollar i phone was a fake we got back on the hogs and fought the traffic out of the the filthy streets and said peace out to Paraguay.
    It was balls to the wall till about 2 or 3 in the morning, when we saw a rest stop and decided to set up camp. Strung up or hammocks, walked through some gigantic spider webs and had the most pissed off narly 8 legged furry, furocious, beast of a spider on my chest ready to take my head for destroying his palace. don't worry, i won.
   Then we rode the hammocks all the way to snoozerton, woke up, took an awesome ice shower, except Brian who got all soaped up and the water shut off on him!!! haha, then it was back on the path to Curitiba!!

FOZ de Iguacu, Argentina, and Paraguay

Iguacu is Nuts!! We woke up after sleeping in a freezing cold room of heaven. It felt soo good! We soon were on our motos and on the Road! We set course for Argentina but stopped along the way at the 3 frontiers. Thats were Argentina, Paraguay, and Brazil all meet up. We then crossed the river into Argentina and rode down to the falls. It was kind of expensive to get in so I convinced a guy that I was brazillian and got all three of our passes and drinks for almost less than one pass would have cost us. The Falls are absolutely indescribable! I couldn't even describe how big they are. We walked to the the other side and its almost a mile across!

 

  At the falls we walked all the bridges and stuff.. took a bunch of pics, and fed the Kuadi Mundi. Even though we werent supposed to. Feeding one turned into a frenzy and we got out quick!

After all afternoon at the park it got way too hot so we grabbed our motos and cruised around Argentina for a while. We went back to Brazil and crossed the other bridge to Paraguay. I don't even know how to describe Paraguay... There's no visa check station, no entry procedure, and as soon as you get off the bridge the roads turn into a dirt/old crappy asphalt smokey mess! I guess everyone goes there to buy cheap electronics and stuff. We went over for a while and rode around.. It almost seems like there are no rules. Traffic circles were so crazy! It got dark so we took off. On the other side of the bridge i went  to take a pic and i felt like if i didn't get out quick I was goin down!! So I started my bike and got the freak outta there! Once again we retired to the Hostel and slept like Kings!

Last Week or So..... -25.690636,-54.443836

 View From My Cockpit... Feet up and Flyin!

My greatest apologies for no updates in a week! Last few days just flew by.. mainly because we were cruising the streets of southern Brazil on our bikes at 110 km/hr! lets see... Saturday was another carnival party but we decided we were over that and went to a Kaskade concert in some super fly brazillian club. it was nuts!

 Kaskade Concert.. 10000 people that love Electronic music

Turns out it didnt get over til  5 am so we went back to the pad.. showered, packed, strapped the packs on our bikes and hit the road! we rode up Picarras where I visited caio from my mission again. He Invited us to stay there and it started pouring rain.  we were wicked tired so we hung up hammocks and camped out at his house for the night. He was awesome to us. Fed us, and made sure we were taken care of! What a good guy!

 Sunset on the Beach

Next morning we woke up fresh and got back on that open road. We rolled hot all the way to Porto Uniao. About an hour and a half out we visited a kid Nian Baptized on his mission and then it started pouring rain. We suited up in trash sacks and kept on truckin, it got dark and suddenly i was wet and cold and the road turned into a Trashy pot hole two lane highway. We road hard til like 10pm when we rolled into porto uniao. We were planning on staying at a Members house there but after a bunch of calls and no answers it started pouring again. SOooo we rolled past the mission house I lived in 5 years ago. Turns out the missionaries still live there and were kind enough to let us sleep on their floor.

 Dave and I Getting my moto ready

Awesome View

Ghetto Rain Gear

Instant Soaking Rain!

First thing the next day we hit the dollar store and bough rain gear! Forget being soaking wet on the road! Then off to Sister Leni's house for lunch. I had the wonderful opportunity to baptize her on my mission. Shes still way active and Awesome! Turns outs she had the young woman over for a pajama party last night so its good we didnt sleep over haha. She cooked up the Best BBQ I have ever eaten! so awesome! After eating Her daughter Ana and a friend took us to the countryside and showed us some awesome waterfalls and farms by where they grew up. After that we saddled back up on our bikes and rode up the city's Cristo Hill right at sunset! SO Pretty! Ana was all over us about going out to the last night of carnival party with her. so we went haha. It was super rowdy and way trashy! haha but still way fun.. tons of yelling and dancing. I got all sick feeling from all the smoke so we went back to Sister Leni's house and had an amazing nights rest in beds!

 Waterfall With Ana

Last Night of Carnival

Next morning we broke the bikes out super early and started the journey for Foz de Iguacu! We Rode hard for 600 straight Km's through the Prettiest Mountain range and farmland I have ever seen! We made it to Foz de Iguacu around 9pm and crashed straight out! Such a long ride! I think my butt is paralyzed... or permanumb!

 Far from EVERYWHERE!!

Singing the Open Road Song

Fri Night 2-14-10 by Nian (Location -27.439184,-48.50054)

we almost went to jail last night. not really but we got a good scare. so we parked our bikes on the road in a rich neighborhood last night. went walkin around for an hour or so and then went back to the bikes. when we showed up there was some cops about 50 yards down the road from our bikes. when we get to our bikes the cops cruise up get out of the car and ask for our documents for our bikes and what not. and of course we didn´t have them casuse they were back at the hostle. then they started drilling us on what we were doing. anyhow it turns out there was a car stolen right next to our bikes and some people in a house near by said they saw three dudes messing around near our bikes. so the cops pulled our spark plugs so when we showed up we wouldn´t be able to take off. anyhow after they talked to us for ahile they fixed the plugs and told us sorry. its funny that it happened the second night that we had our bikes. anyhow i´m sure we´ll have a bunch of good stories like this to come. thcau.

Ponto Das Canas

``Hey guys i bet we can get in this house party!`` NOPE!!

I didnt think this fool was real!

CARINVAL!! The boys enjoyed an eventful morning of surfing and crab fighting on the southernmost beach this morning. Before leaving we took a trail beach hike to Solidão beach and then up to this bomb waterfall. Dave walked through a massive yellow bearded biting death spider on the way up. At the waterfall Nian did a big rock jump into the pool of water. we messed aroud there for a bit and i decided to look for a vine to swing into the pond. upon arrival at the top of the rock i grabbed a branch which instantly broke and left me on my butt fighting not to fall in the water with my bag, camera, wallett... you get the picture. SPLASH!! in a went. so i frantically tore off my bag and threw it with my camera in it to shore and my camera hit the rocks.... what luck!

Dave and I Makin people look bad on the dance floor again!

Ready to roll the streets!

Dumb waterfall i fell off of with my camera

Nian´s girl is gonna be PISSED!!!

Doubles

Turn and a Half... Unsuccessful

Thursday February 11, 2010 By Dave Kiley


We’ve been on our feet for the past four days searching the city for some motorcycles so that we could get our bundas off of that damn onibus! We would have snatched some up the first day or even the second but the adversary kept putting stumbling blocks in our path! First we couldn’t take out more that 800 reiais (400 dollars) out of the bank at a time, and the bikes we’re costing about 5000 reiais ( 2700 dollars) Then once we figured out payment we found out we couldn’t by them without some Brazilian cpf number, so we had to go get one from the city building, but it all worked out in the end. Now we’ve got some awesome wheels that will keep us from having to sweat on the bus like a teenage boy on the “whose the daddy of the baby” episode of the Maury show!

However, while we were on our search we saw many things, yeah many great and wonderful things. At the bus station a man was there that offered us a hostel for super cheap! Plus he gave us a ride there for free, and stopped by a motorcycle shop so we could figure some bike stuff out. We won’t mention that the passenger seat was stuck all the way back and reclined and I was the lucky one who got to sit behind it when we got stuck in traffic for 2 hours! Haha, or that the passenger door is tied shut with a shoelace, or that homeboy driving creeps up on every chick in site, slowly moves his hand to the horn and when the moment is right he blasts her with a honk of manhood! As long as she’s good looking of course. The hostel is right on the beach, south beach, which is beautiful, a little far away from everything, but that’s how I, David, like it. It’s calm and peaceful down here and you can fall asleep to the waves crashing right outside your window. There’s even a lady from chili that washes our clothes for us!

The first day down here, we went out looking for a place to eat, a kid passed us on a bike, we asked him to do a wheelie and he did one forever down the street, huge wheelie! We went on our way with our walk when all of a sudden homeboy comes flying past us in a wheelie again! And he continued to stay close to us showing off his wheelie skills till he almost crashed and then he took off. It was hilarious! The only restaurant we’d seen or heard of was closed, so we asked around to some locals who pointed us in the direction of the hot dog stand. It was actually really good, and the dude working, whose name is Luis Cristiano I believe, was an awesome dude. Him, his sister (who had a really fat baby) and his wife helped us outline a plan of our trip! Looks like we’re in for a good time! We chilled there for awhile and he played some guitar, a few English songs and then some Portuguese country songs. It was awesome. And then when we we’re leaving we watched a car jump a curb and smash into a cement wall, which was actually somebodies fence, the driver and passenger hurried and switched positions, backed out in a hurry, went to take off but I thing the car was struggling, so they sat there for a bit, contemplating the situation, and then took off! Haha, at least they thought about it. The next day was saw the repair guy laying some bricks and mortar to fix it up.

Saturday on the bus we were approached by a female, her name was Paula, at first a thought she just wanted to practice her English, but then she invited us to a house party! But then here house party cost money and we were already going to the party on the beach, but then she talked us into it, telling us how awesome it was gonna be. So we bought tickets and went to Paula’s party only to find out that, Paula who had just conned us into this party was 17 years old, and had just got us in to the best high school party ever!! Haha, jim and I tore up the dance floor for a bit, the chicks giggled but wouldn’t dance with us, so we bolted on out of there to see if we could catch any beach party still. We stopped to take nians picture with a pretty Brazilian girl and headed down this trail. Well right at the beginning of the trail, three dudes in speedos came rollin out. Felt a little gay vibe, but I figures it was just the speedo’s tellin me that, but then along the trail we saw probably 20 more guys in more or less than the same dress telling us the party was awesome. Well we burst out the end of the trail to see nothing other than dude on dude action, just getting their bumpty bump in…..Gross. So we took off running down the beach till we found the party with chicks. Partied for a but and then hit the hay

Sunday we got ourselves all prettied up nice for church and headed out. By the time we got there I looked like I had just jumped in a pool with all my clothes on! Nothing like 120 degrees in tropical humid brazil! Hahaha, we hiked around to north beach where we found a hidden little beach with a small rock jump, so we went and threw some gainers and flips, talked to these cool kids whose parents owned the place and said we could stay whenever, then we hit road!

Monday night we got to go meet up with Nians mission president. He loved Nians hair! Haha, He took us back to his place where we had family home evening with them, its been awhile since us single dudes sat in on a family home evening, it was pretty awesome. Made us some pizza, and took us to a hotel where we spent a wonderful night watching a night in the museum, chasing cockroaches, and manscaping! Haha, good times, and a great breakfast the next morning. Nians mission president talked to us and gave a parabola of the fast swimming fish and the slow swimming fish, that too many people were trying to catch the fast fish and that more should catch the slow fish. We didn’t know if he was trying to tell us to marry the ugly chicks or the easy chicks hahaha, just kidding. He also said his excuse before he was married was he hadn’t found the right girl, until he told a seventy that one day, and the seventy answered back, no, your just not looking in the right places. Soon after that he found his wife in an institute class. All these things he told us turn out to be quite ironic later in my story.

Today all day I went and picked up my bike, took forever cuz the debit card wouldn’t work so he finally had to do it on credit card. Him and I and his son all went out for lunch though and spent the morning and early afternoon kickin it. Then the mechanic michell put a dinomoto’s sticker on my new TDM 225, said take pictures along the way on our journey and send them to him so that they could follow us in our adventure. They’re so jealous, but I would be too if I wasn’t doing this awesome trip myself! Then I cruised over, in the rain, to skin moto’s where jim was taking all the parts off of one crappy bike and putting them on another to make one awesome bike! So I gave him a hand and we hung out with another awesome mechanic, Andre. The fool is like brazils wheelie champion! Medals galore, but a cool down to earth kid. We’re gonna try and get him to come work in the states! When we got done hustling deals, building bikes, filling up with gas, getting some helmets and eating some awesome pizza, we showered up and headed out on our new rides! We met up with a certain someone who wishes not to be named, because we wouldn’t want a certain somebodies mission president to find out that his daughter met up with us to go to the club!! Haha, I believe that qualifies as looking for it in the right place right? Right Nian? Haha, Good times at the club and tons of beautiful Brazilian girls. Then we cruised it back to our hostel where were about to peace out for the night. Set up a nice hammock and let the breeze rock me to snoozerton.

P.s. Weaving through traffic and between buses and semis on my little bike is TAZAO!!!!! Which means awesome, tubular, bodacious, radical, and boner!!

-27.793861,-48.533778 Florianopolis

Sorry We´ve been computerless for a few days... Kiley wrote up a summery for these last few days and we`ll get it up soon!    Injury report.. jims bad stubbed toe. healed.   kileys torn up foot. healed.   jims broken tooth. not healed.   brians broken heart. healed..  thats actually a funny story. keep yous posted!!!

Beach Hike/Camp Story

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qz4Y6UPJBYk

More Info to come about these last couple days... Maybe by way of Video.? To much to write right now.. Its been a good couple days though!

 

Walking down to beach about to start our Hike

 Our Secluded Beach From the Hill we Hiked Over

 Our Hammock Camp... SO AWESOME!

Dave and I making Kids look bad on the Dance Floor

How  weird are some of these people? and how hot is it?! 1 more night and i'm outta here! I woke up due to weirdness at like 6 am.. I wasn't super cool with being around when these strangers woke up so I went for a quick run. well a quick run turned into a 10 k which turned into a massive jungle lakeshore hike. Which in turn, became a long trip back. I was super mad i didnt have a camera though because it was amazing! Tons of super awesome boat in houses and a super challenging jungle trail. I came back, got some food and took off to go get Dave and Brian! Its about time! Picked them up from the airport, Dropped off their bags, and Headed straight to the beach. So my first surfing experience sucked! My first swim out I got my world rocked by like 30 fast breaking waves in a row and then swept way down the beach... Second attempt I make it out to the waves but I must have been a high spot or something because huge waves were breaking on both sides of me for like 25 mins. After swimming hard for that long I got way pissed and we went back to the place to shower up. The rest of the night we pretty much just took it easy. We bought some food and stuff, watched a hippie drum carnival dance practice. we all got fried at the beach.... and its a dirty oven down here! soooo hotttt!!!
Oh.. and during my travels of the day I was searching out some old friends from the mission by a hill when a Policia Militar helicopter, loaded to the gills with killing power and a dude hanging out the door on a harness with an AR-15, Appeared from over the hill, dove straight down at me, turned right over my head so the gunner and I were looking eye to eye, then banked hard and went back around the hill. The whole encounter took like 25 seconds but I honestly thought Jim Anderson was going to get gunned down by some hell bent brazillian helicopter squad!
Oh.. and I stubbed the trash out of my big toe... It hurts super bad and is bleeding like a banshee.

Gainer by Brian

Dave showin how its done