|Ridge trail to Kuelap, Peru
I’m off again on a crazy adventure, this time with Zeno. We recently drove the remote and ornery border of Brazil, starting with the southern loop along Uruguay, Argentina, and Paraguay. Then came the wild west with the Bolivian and Peruvian frontier well into the upper Amazon, explored in my sturdy two-wheel drive station wagon whose odometer passed 100,000 miles this trip. While I ponder what’s next, visit my Facebook page (there’s a link from my profile page) for dozens of albums sent from the roads of Brazil’s immense interior.
Wander; Middle English, wandrien, wandren, from Anglo Saxon, wandrian, a frequent form of wend, to go. It figures that 'to wander' is as old as Anglo-Saxon times, when Germanic tribes roamed the English Isles before the Norman Conquest in 1066. Not one to shirk a trip, I first wandered around the world on ten dollars a day for a year after college, and my gyroscope has tilted towards the road ever since. The opportunities for travel accelerated a few years back after I left the corporate track that took me through nearly every capital in Latin America and then dropped me in Brazil. Onwards. To wonder is a parallel word also with Anglo Saxon roots. Now I get to do both, while based in the New World behemoths of Brazil and America. Newly posted are images from my Southern Pacific roadtrip (see Ben's Corner below) and, before then, a page on the Chachapoyan region of Peru, in the northern Andes, taken during an 8 day trek. Previously I uploaded shots from Atlas's and my road trip to Belém at the mouth of the Amazon River in a two-wheel drive station wagon, an excerpt from my recently completed manuscript Atlas Hugged: To Belém & Back with my Black Lab, along with one from Borderland Local, A Slow Spin around America's Edge found on the Borderlands USA page.
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Bemvindo ao site de Ben Batchelder. Fique a vontade para dar uma olhada nas outras 9 páginas listadas na tela a sua direita. Para ampliar quase todas as imagens, basta clicar o 'mouse' sobre elas. Eu estive viajando outra vez, fiz uma viagem recentmente á Chachapoyas, Peru, uma longa viagem á Belém com Atlas, meu velho labrador preto, uma viagem para Fernando de Noronha, e um 'loop tour' de parques nacionais no sudeste dos EUA chamado o Grande Círculo.
When not road-tripping in the U.S. or Latin America, I can be reached at one of the following addresses. Drop me a line anytime to tell me what you think of my site. Quando não estou viajando pelos EUA ou Brasil, eu posso ser encontrado nos seguites enderecos:
Rua Santíssima Trindade, 203 36325-000 Tiradentes, Minas Gerais Brasil
P.O. Box 191776 Miami Beach, Florida 33119-9998 United States
All photographs - except the above-menu images - are full-frame, without cropping. I work with an old 35mm Nikon FM with 35mm, 50mm, and 135mm lenses for black & white, and a D90 digital SLR camera with 12-24mm, 35mm, and 24-85mm lenses for color. Earlier color pics were taken with a Nikon D100 or a Sony DSC-S75. In most cases, double-click on the thumbnail images for better viewing.
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My first roadtrip in eons (since 2007) took me and Zeno to New Mexico to join family at a ranch, and then back along US-80, the old Southern Pacific, which once promoted itself as the Only All Weather Route from Coast to Coast. I love two-laners that bend to the earth, slow down for towns, and invite the curious to eye-graze or stop. Neither steamy weather or gas prices detained us, and in sections of New Mexico, Texas, and Alabama US-80 wandered far from the overbuilt I-20, encouraging more down-shifting. This is the wide Bible-belt of the country, with distinct traditions in cuisine, music, and beliefs. History pervades, like the fresh smell of fried green tomatoes.
"The South is what we’ve had all along in this bizarre, slightly troubling, basically wonderful country
– fun, danger, real friendliness, energy, enthusiasm, and brave, crazy, tough people."
P.J. O’Rourke, Driving Like Crazy.
The first photo captures my road philosophy: interstates should be bombed. (As in all good travelogues, the story is told chronologically.)