November 13, 2015
This morning I said goodbye to Ove and Aase, the owners of Magic Stone B&B. I feel like I made new life-long friends in the two days I was there, and I definitely feel that I will see them again in the future, though probably in a different town.
I headed west and then north, back towards Quito, but at Latacunga I turned west again and headed toward Zumbahua. The climb up to Zumbahua was windy, drizzling, and about 42°F at 13,000 feet elevation. Most of today was spent between 10,000 and 13,000 feet.
Not long after leaving Sigchos on my last leg headed back to Latacunga, I met Ian Willcox on his KTM. He’s from Scotland, but started in Australia and arrived in Bogota, Colombia about a month ago. He has a tremendous blog/website. He’s also headed south with a similar time frame, so chances are good I’ll run into him again somewhere down the road.
I planned to stay in Latacunga because I had heard of this incredible festival called Mama Negra, that (supposedly) takes place on the second Saturday in November. I guess somebody counted wrong this year, because after I checked into the hostel I found out the festival was last weekend. Doh. Oh well. The “other” attraction here, Cotopaxi, is closed due to the recent eruption. So I’ll likely head south again in a day or so.