El Darien.

So, somebody sent me a link to this article of a recent passage of El Darien this morning and I have just read it. Drama.

I passed through here in the year of 1987 with my bicycle, and Ed Sismey, known for forgetting to turn with the snaking road going downhill a 53 km downhill run in the Andes and hit a mountain wall instead, well, I had hepatitis, got bitten by a Conga ant, got stopped by para military groups, no idea who (I do speak pretty much fluent Spanish), had a guide called La Sombra (the Shadow) and a young man who was the son of the director at the last National park on the Colombian side, a stones throw from Turbo, which I liked a lot and we managed to only bring Tomato Soups from Knorr, which we ate for ….I think, 2-4 weeks before we ran into a frontier post in Panama and met a copper who became a friend, Carlos Saldana.