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The art of falling

Where the author's hand made folder of unpublished texts, to rescue this chronicle of a hazardous adventure cycling in Huaraz.

to fall

to have to have some dignity. This is not an anti suelazo be, without a hint of grace and lack of elasticity in a trail of mud or on a road with rocks and thorns but be lying like a hut among the bunch grass that grows vigorously in the foothills of the Cordillera Negra or an unpaved road that winds into the urban heart of Huaraz.

Yes, we need to know to fall or at least try, especially when the adventurous enthusiasm overflows and sweeps away the timid reasons of common sense step to silencing the voice of your conscience, with cries discordant aims to remind you that you were always a timid rider and scary, with few merits, with memorable falling into ditches and mud puddles.

not hear it and you're in Punta Callan (4200 m), overlooking the mountains of the Cordillera Blanca and the streets of the capital dwarfed Ancash. And you put on your gloves and helmet and hold the rudder. You're going to leave. Your heart races. Breathe a lung full before starting to travel more than twenty miles of curves, drops and slopes that separate you from your destiny: Huaraz.

rural route, a route full of adrenaline ... and you're pedaling, following or trying to catch up with Carlos "Charly" Alzamora, enthusiastic and experienced guide Rider's Peru, an agency specializing in mountain biking, which offers tourists eager to intense emotions, different alternatives to know the Callejon de Huaylas.

go. Maneuvers. Feel the speed. You forget the cold and altitude. Enjoy the scenery and bucolic views, fields full of crops, grazing a woman, peasant houses with roofs of bunch grass, and, of course, the Cordillera Blanca, very white, as a backdrop. So many frozen peaks, so beautiful, so beautiful, so threatened by climate change.

pedaling, braking, balance. Uff, I almost lose, you almost fall. No matter, still, come on, it's fantastic. It was worth not listening to your conscience and leave you convinced by Benjamin "Benkelo" Morales, who, while waiting for Antonio Paredes-the strong man of Rider's Peru-Benkawasi at reception, I proposed a different plan for the day.

"An outdoor Parrillita compared to the mountains", I was tempted "Benkelo" perhaps guessing your little or no conditions as mountain biker, perhaps knowing that the road was not easy and did his thing. But his attempt was in vain, Antonio and the party came to Punta Callan, battered by the road leading to Casma, linking the mountains to the coast.

was impossible to reverse, as it is now impossible to stop, change course or avoid the stone you're going to crash, with which you're hitting. And fly, sales shot but do not do anything. "You fell right", it encourages "Charly." Return to the path. More declines. More speed and adrenaline, also falls that do not harm you, only you'll never be convinced that a great cyclist.

Bah, but that does not matter. Still on the road, still riding, still living your great adventure.