The Good Old USA

Welcome Home!!

Sequoia National Park - big tree grove

Lori in the Redwoods

one wet night in the Organ Pipe Desert

Our last night on the moto ride south is being spent in Organ Pipe Desert Park where we pick up a remote campsite pass for Alamo Wash. This is truly a gorgeous spot but just before we hit the dirt road into Alamo Wash the skies opened up with a miserable cold rain that had us soaked by the time we hit the campsite and puddles in the tent by the time it was set up. It`s ironic that one of our last nights in the tent is our most miserable…but we slept surprisingly well and a beautiful Arizona day waits for us in the morning.
About 5 hours later we roll into Dick and Cathy’s place in Phoenix…a final hug and tears as our moto ride is over. We are really SAD…this has been a wonderful experience for us..we love it. Even though we miss all our friends and kids we want to keep going…unlike our Africa trip where we were actually looking forward to returning to Canada.
Dick and Cathy are the perfect hosts and by the time we leave the next day we feel like new people…clean and full of great food and even wearing some “new” clothes we stashed in the truck before we left.
Our next stop was a visit to Uncle Marty and Judy in El Centro..ironically enough we were only about 20km away from them 5 days ago when we travelled Mexico 2! (but didn’t know it) We spent a wonderful evening with them in their gorgeous 40 foot motorhome…now that is a comfortable way to travel!
Next stop is Sequoia National Park…oh so gorgeous covered in winter snows! Some of the trails were packed down and we managed to get some hiking in to see some of the largest trees in the world including the General Sherman Tree…the largest living organism in the world (1156 m3 of wood!) This is our third trip to this park…I for one just cannot get enough of these fantastic trees!
From the snowy Sierra Nevada mountains to the California/Oregon coast to see…more big trees. This time we camp and travel through a series of National and state parks full of the last intact groves of old growth Redwoods. Beautiful and impressive!
Now it’s a “road race” north. In Washington (near Kennewick) we get caught in the worst snow storm I have ever encountered. No kidding! I initially slowed down to 4X4 first gear low range at an idle when I could not see past the front of the hood..then it got worse! Lori started yelling at me to stop…and I was STOPPED..it felt like we were doing 30 mph at a dead stop…total whiteout vertigo! However we did manage to get the truck off the road (which was closed to traffic..that flashing light on the road traffic sign we passed should have been a warning..but seeing as our radio didn`t work…) and pull out our winter bags and settled in for a surprisingly enjoyable night in the front seat of the truck.
Crossing into Canada was super simple..no drugs…no guns..no fruit…no veggies…no seeds…no dirt…your free to go! Hello CANADA we love you!

Mexico

Our scorpion friends - lots of these while camping in Mexico

Negro Tortuga - only 1 in 10,000 will live to return to this beach to lay their eggs

lunch break on the road - Baja style

Living the real tourist life (for a day) in Cancun with Cari & Henning

First day of 2007 - Agua Verde, Baja - doesn't get any better than this!

Arbole de Tule - the largest diameter tree in the world

a friend on the road..

Yup...this feels like good old Mexico! Just like our trip south the woman at the border crossing says “the registration papers you have are not original...no good...no enter Mexico! This despite the fact that we showed her our passports (with 28 border crossings including our crossing in Jan AND a official receipt of our Jan 07 border crossing! So we argued and argued (I was ready to just ride through) until her boss came along...no problem at all and in minutes we were through and heading into the Yucatan.
Lots of tarantulas on the road as we visited and camped on the hurricane ravaged shores of the southern Yucatan..not a sign standing and total destruction of what was once a stunning beach and tourist area.
A few days later we roll into Tulum..the beaches of which we had fond memories during our 2000 visit. One would be hard pressed to find any similarity between today and the Tulum of just 8 years ago...literally wall to wall resorts and eco-lodges BUT we managed to find the only remaining camp spot (up for sale) on the beach and set up the tent under the cocos (not too close!) as the only resident of the camp site. One thing that has not changed is the beautiful white sand beaches and coconut lined shores...we love it here! Spent several days wandering the beaches, visiting nearby ruins and exploring the town of Tulum...we will probably never be back but at least this is one of the places we re-visited and will leave with memories as beautiful today as when we first visited 8 years ago.
Our next stop is the tourist town of Playa del Carmen where we found a nice room (25$) to stay at and store our bikes (on the street which is awash in police...no crime (except corrupt cops!) in these high end tourist towns!) while we explored and visited Lori’s sister and her friend Henning...still remember (barely) the night at Senor Frog’s...and surprisingly enough woke up without a hangover the next morning! (we are one boring couple when it comes to night-life activity this trip!) Its a few days ride to the ruins of Palenque (our next stop) but the riding is easy if now somewhat boring.
Palenque has some of the nicest Mayan ruins we have visited and today we stay within the park at a very nice campsite where we work on the Hondas and have a few brew with the locals and tourists. As always the Palenque ruins and surrounding trails are a joy to explore and photograph. Not much has changed here since our last visit.
A few days later we head west with intentions of visiting Aqua Clara and Aqua Verde. Both places are amazingly beautiful with gorgeous peacock blue water, innumerable falls in a pretty jungle setting. We chose to camp at Aqua Verde (2$) but were disappointed at the condition of the camping area...it sure looks like much of the tourist infra-structure in Chiapas is being completely neglected...a bit of a mess to say the least.
A great ride through to San Cristobal (a little slower than I anticipated) and then N where we found the same campsite we stayed at almost exactly one year ago (near Cintalapo)...relaxing and comfortable!
For the next week we travelled along the coastal mountain roads of western (Pacific) Mexico...basically retracing our route south but staying at different beaches. Our first major stop was Puerto Escondido....lots of fun and a jumping off point for Oaxaca where we spent 3 days wandering about the old town (full of absolutely gorgeous old churches and buildings) and exploring the ruins of Monte Alban and or course the famous Arbol del Tule...the largest diameter tree in the world! (we or should I say “I” have this fascination with large trees...more on that later) For a change of pace (and free sleep’s!) we took the night bus back and forth from Oaxaca /Puerto Escondido.
Back on the road as we head North...a combination of camping in campsites and or “bush camps”. Some fun getting through Acapulco but we made it (barely!!!). Christmas was spent on a un-named beach about 100 km N of Playa Azul...a fantastic place to spend Christmas...a Christmas we will always remember!
The mountain roads along this section of coast are made for motos...and Lori is carving up the road like you wouldn’t believe...a far cry from out trip south!
Some great riding and sights...Puerto Vallarta sneaks up on us quickly and in no time we are through this tourist city and tracking along the coast to San Blas...a place I swore we would never visit again...but we remember that a friend we met on the way south always winters in San Blas and sure enough...here comes Bob (he said he though we looked like street sweepers when he first saw us...I guess everything we have is worn out and trashed!)
After a fantastic visit with Bob (and no bugs!!)we head north to Mazatlan with intentions of crossing the Sea of Cortez to Baja. In a classic case of perfect timing we roll into Mazatlan and straight to the ferry docks and right onto our scow to Baja (after paying the 350$ boarding fees for bike n’ bodies) I’ll never complain about BC Ferries again! Our overnight trip required we sleep in these chairs that we packed together..thankfully the scow was empty and we were able to lay out on the chairs. Or should I say the chairs that were bolted to the floor…our sleep was interrupted a few times when errant waves rocked the boat and a series of chairs with folks sleeping in them tipped over depositing bodies on the steel floor. Nice!
After 18 hours of boat time we unloaded in La Paz…it’s a beautiful Baja morning as we ride south towards Todo Santos. Although we have spent considerable time in Baja (8 trips) we have never travelled south of La Paz so this is new country to us. It is beautiful, but insanely busy and we swear that every second vehicle has California plates! Motos are everywhere…lots of road riders like us but also a fair number of off-road bikes. It is obvious that Baja is becoming a off-road vehicle paradise for California (and in general US) residents as local laws severely restrict off-road vehicle use in most states.
After finally finding a nice quiet beach and enjoying a great nights sleep we headed north…a long desert ride through to Cuidad Constitution where we camped in the desert and continued North the next day. We are now on familiar territory (although our last visit was in 1999) and we found a exquisite campsite to celebrate Christmas eve on the Sea of Cortez near Aqua Verde. Beautiful and Christmas morning sunrise was spectacular!
We worked our way north with various bush camps along the Baja playas (lots of nice fat scorpions!) to Catavina where we washed up in ice cold streams and explored the “rock desert” that holds so many special memories for us as we used to camp here every trip with our gang.
The Baja trip closed off with a dirt road run up the east coast to Puertocitos and its hot springs then San Felipe. Although it has been 17 years since we last drove this route one thing has not changed…it is a bumpy and rough as ever. Having not been touched since the Nov running of the Baja 1000 she was a mess…the old Hondas shook themselves apart and I just about killed myself a few times when I hit some sand sections at high speeds…not overly enjoyable ride when you combine this with insane winds!
Our final day in Mexico consisted of driving Mexico 2 to Sonoyta..basically paralleling the US border. One desolate piece of Hwy. and we had high winds and blowing sand that reduced visibility to 20m in places. Crossing into the United States was super easy…matter of fact the quickest border crossing of our entire road trip!

Belize

the fishing is great - baracuuuuuuda

without a hook or line....

typical old wooden home - Belize City

sea kayaking the Caribbean


our home at Glovers Reef for a week!




Lori gets a helping hand

floating down the Macal River

catching a nurse shark by hand (with dog help)

a couple of wahoo - great eating for sure!

First of all “sorry for the delay” in updating our travel site but Lori lost interest and it has taken me this long to find the dang kickstarter to get this computer started!
Belize was one of the few countries that we did not pass through on our way south, but we have been here before during a 2000 backpacking trip. Our remote border crossing was a breeze...just a stamp in the passport for the motos...but insurance is mandatory and expensive at 9 US dollars per day per moto! (a car only costs 6$ per day?) so we sat down with our insurance fellow and worked out the days we were going to ride and picked up 4 days worth...definitely on a schedule now! (Our first question was “How much does it cost if you get caught without insurance?”...the answer of 500 US wasn’t what we wanted to hear, thus the insurance!

Our first stop is the pretty village of San Ignacio where we pitched our tent and explored town. The next day we rented a canoe and paddled 15 kms of the Macal River...beautiful and our friends the giant Iguanas were still hanging around the large jungle trees. We got a little treat while we were gone in the form of a massive tropical rain storm that had our tent and down sleeping bags floating in 4 inches of water...NICE!
Needless to say the next day was spent trying to dry things out and visiting some of the locals...any time of the day is the right time for a Belekin (cerveza)...pretty laid back and super friendly are the words that come to mind!
Its a 6 hr (we move SSLLOOWWW) ride to the Sittee River via the gorgeous Hummingbird and Main South Hwy. One look around the bug infested jungle at Glovers Reef Hostel convinced us that camping was NOT a good idea and we grabbed a fantastic small cabina that sat on 25 foot poles and most importantly had a huge fan to blow those darn noseeums back into Guatemala! First job (only job!) on the agenda is to get the 650 running as it has been smoking, farting and backfiring its way across Belize. It took a while (fingers one foot long and ¼ inch across would help!) to get the carb off and completely dismantled after which we hiked the 5 kms to Hopkins Town where I found a fellow with a 50 year old compressor and cleaned the carb (one buck). Yes...we have success as it runs like new!
This place is super nice...folks are incredibly friendly and the local kids have “adopted us” so we spend the evenings relaxing on the deck with the fan blowing and watching some fantastic sunsets. The local owners tell us that one can still buy a riverfront lot for 10 thousand dollars but the prices are rising quickly..! We did some exploring of the area on our bikes and used the kayak on several streams before we headed out to Glovers Atoll (46 miles off shore) to spend 8 days on a remote 8 acre palm tree covered island. (one can buy island property at 99 thousand per acre)
We spent a fantastic 8 days enjoying our island (I say our island because for about 4 days we were the only tourists on the island) and Becky (the owner) moved us to a beautiful off-shore cabana (built in traditional style) from our tent (rain!) after she heard about our moto trip. Thank you Becky!
So relaxation is the word of the week...absolutely unreal snorkeling in the water surrounding the island (which is a world heritage site where fishing etc. is illegal unless you are an indigenous person)...huge rays, sharks and fish of every color and description floating through huge mountains of corral. We didn’t think it could get any better than this but some folks that had visited the Atoll prior to the hurricanes that hit Belize a few years ago said that the corral forests consisted of stag horn corral over 10 feet in height...none of which was left for us to see!
We also managed to get out fishing...incredible as we caught 20 plus pound King Mackerel, Barracuda etc. Every night the fish are cleaned on the islands dock and sharks (Sand, Black tip and Reef) flock around in 2 foot deep water to eat the fish entrails etc. So we had this idea of catching a shark without a hook...tied a rope onto a fish carcass and sure enough the shark would not let go of the fish until we drug it up on shore and Warren (owners son) and his trusty dog grabbed the 5 foot shark and held it up for photos before tossing it back in the ocean!
After a long boat ride through to Dandriga and back to Sittee River (rough and wet but we did manage to get a look at a rare sea manatee) we hit the road North. Another fantastic ride and we are chasing a huge black storm cloud across the rugged Maya mountains. Belize City is well known for its dangers and wouldn’t you know it...just as we pass the sign “Welcome to Belize City” (70,000 pop.) just before dark (4:30) in the rain...another flat!. At least we were only 5 m away from a army check and my tire changing skills (?) had the army fellows smiling if not outright laughing! There goes my last spare tube so we are not going anywhere until I get some extra tubes (and it's Sat. Night).
Picked up a room just at dark and spent a wonderful Sunday riding around Belize City. This really is a neat city...we love it! No downtown core at all so virtually all the buildings are one or two stories tall, made of wood and feature a very distinctive Belizean style (lots on stilts) that feature lots of open veranda and the brightest colors one can imagine! The streets are really narrow (no RV’s need apply!), rough and completely devoid of traffic. We can see why you may not want to wander about these parts after dark but today the folks are nothing but super friendly...relaxing everywhere...makes this city seem like a small town...wonderful!
One thing that is interesting is that Belize is totally shut-down on Sundays, which is very different from most of the countries we have visited!
For our final day in Belize we headed north through parkland to the Mexican border near Santa Ellena (after picking up tubes (only took us about 3 hrs to figure out where to buy tubes!) and surviving horrendous overnight rain storm(s)) We were surprised to see how much garbage was thrown about in the Parks...every side-road was literally a garbage dump...getting close to Mexico are we?

So what did we think of Belize? First of all the people are absolutely fantastic (what is funny is that during our 2000 visit we had a tough time dealing with the locals)...in this country black, colored and white people all live together and to at least our eyes, live more in peace here than any place we have ever visited. Maybe we can all learn something from these beautiful people!
Belize is expensive...and if it is expensive for us, it is sad to think of how tough it is on the locals, which for the most part are relatively poor. Many people we talked to said that they were going to have to leave Belize (most head to Guatemala) because they simply could not afford Belize.
Lastly...do not visit Belize during the rainy season!

Guatemala

Viva Guatemala!!! Its a gorgeous day as we roll down the road past Honduras customs and into the Guatemalan customs some 20 km down the road. Should be the usual easy crossing...but no...it seems that we must ride the port city of Puerto Barrio to get the bike paperwork completed then return to the border crossing to finish the job. Like they say...in these countries if you can get one meaningful thing done in a day consider it a job accomplished! So this ends up being officially the longest border crossing (and we have crossed 28 borders) to date with a recorded 3.5 hrs. to get into Guatemala legally! (however every one was really nice and Puerto Barrio was not the usual crappy port city!)
For the return leg we are riding up the eastern border of Guatemala towards Tikal and then entering Belize. First stop on the agenda is the pretty village of Rio Dulce...yes this feels like rural Guatemala as vendor stalls crowd the roads while smoking diesel trucks roar in and out of people, vehicles dogs etc. with horns blaring and loud latino music blaring...welcome HOME. We spent our time in Rio exploring Spanish forts (ruins), town itself and took a boat down the Rio Dulce river to the Garifuna village of Livingstone on the Caribbean coast. That was an eye opener...firstly the town is super clean and secondly those rasta types definitely have hustling (dollars out of tourists!) down to a fine art! After falling victim to one such hustler Lori and I smartened up and just ignored them totally!
Our plans were t head into the mountains but non-stop torrential downpours had us changing our mind and we headed north with a really relaxing stay at the Finca (ranch) Ixobel (we had heard of this place as a must visit during our 2000 visit) and it didn`t disappoint!
The roads are easy to ride with little traffic and virtually no speed bumps (topes) so the ride to Tikal was fantastic. We visited the large ancient city of Tikal during our 2000 visit but I have always wanted to camp at Tikal so that is exactly what we did. Although we really both enjoyed our two day stay there is something to be said for leaving great memories alone. A lot has changed at Tikal since our last visit...changes that make sense in terms of protecting this beautiful site...but take away from some of the magic we felt back in 2000. For instance one is not allowed to climb up onto the pyramids...they now have wooden stairs and small platforms where one can view the ruins from up high.
Tikal is rather unique in that it not only contains some of the largest un-earthed Mayan ruins but the site is full of bird and animal species that are all but extirpated from the rest of Guatemala.
So now it is time to head into Belize...a rather interesting road as the road condition steadily deteriorates as we near he border and the last 25 km is a limestone mud (thank god it wasn`t raining or we might still be there!!) mess that is currently under reconstruction. Obviously trade between Belize and Guatemala is non-existent and the border crossing is nice and tranquil. (In fact Guatemalan`s lay claim to Belize saying that it is part of Guatemala)
Guatemala is a really great country...people tend to be rather quiet (probably because a good number of the people in the rural areas we travelled are Indigenous folks) but kind and friendly. The country really seems to be getting its act together economically although aid organizations claim that Guatemala along with Brasil have the greatest disparity between the rich and poor out of all of the latin countries.) This probably does not bode well for this country in the long run but the president is working hard to increase the middle income families in Guatemala. Guatemala is very clean and although we did not run into a single problem with crime, residents and tourists have endless stories of theft and more serious kidnappings (most of which appear to occur in the vicinity of Guatemala City (which we were surprised to learn is the largest city in Central America)

Honduras going home

tire repairs on the road - always good for drawing a crowd

Welcome back to Honduras...the border is its usual chaotic mess of bureaucracy and today we have to deal with a money lender who tried to rip us off (the old inaccurate calculator trick!) until Lori put him in his place! Although we have heard that he guidelines regarding immigration have changed in Central America the bike paperwork seemed close to the same as when we were riding south.
Our original plan for Honduras was to take some new roads to the north-east coast and spend some beach time before heading into Guatemala. Our ride to the east coast was quick as the weatherman kept us good and wet.
The scenery here is very different than Nicaragua with tall mist covered mountains where we actually ended up wearing all our cold weather and rain gear. The capital of Honduras (Tegucigalpa) is well known as a dangerous run-down city and ``run by gangs`according to `paranoid planet`(aka Lonely Planet). The ride around the perimeter of this rather colorful and beautiful city was something we will always remember. The roads were in total disrepair...at several points we were riding in the wrong lanes (or else the oncoming traffic was in the wrong lanes!...who can tell!), the road changed from 4 land blacktop to single lane rutted, rock blasted gravel in several places at at one point a stream flowed across the road and hundreds of people were washing their laundry in the middle of the Hwy! All this and a total lack of signs...we definitely breathed a sigh of relief as we cleared the city!
We really didn`t have the luxury of really enjoying the gorgeous scenery as I was in a little pain after doing a good slide down the rain drenched Hwy. A dog jumped in front of me and took out my front wheel and I was very lucky to escape serious injury when I slid towards the ditch instead of oncoming traffic! A few new battle scars was nothing compared to what might have been...someone is looking after us!
However the fun for the day wasn`t over as we entered the large city of San Pedro Sula (another one of those places you really don`t want to be!) at dark and were unable to find a place to sleep. Nothing to serious except I do not have a headlight...good thing the police and drivers don`t care if you have no lights after dark! We did eventually find a `no-star`(actually Lori rated it as a -5 star)
We eventually made it to the beaches of the sleepy little fishing village of Omao... a very nice relaxing place to spend a couple of days! Life revolves around the beach, dock and fishing just off shore. The beaches themselves are looking a little rough after this years hurricane season which is probably the reason that there were no tourists. We managed to keep busy exploring the beaches and enjoying cheap food and beer as well as well as checking out the impressive Spanish ruins of the Fortaleza de Omao. To top it off we finally got some sun and gorgeous sunsets...this definitely rates as one of the places we really enjoyed in Honduras.
So now that we have been through Honduras twice what are our thoughts....people are really friendly (although we did have some problems in central Honduras on the way south) and helpful...the cities are pretty rough with lots poverty, and general chaos. We found that there really is not a lot to do in Honduras...the Bay Is. seem to be the big attraction but the cities are not enjoyable to visit like those in Nicaragua. The countryside is very beautiful...lots of mountains and everything is really green.
Next stop....GUATEMALA!

Nica Nicaragua

Lori relaxing at the beautiful and tranquille Lago Apoyo

Monkey Hut Hostal on Laguna Apoyo...one very enjoyable place to spend some time swimming in the bathtub warm, clear freshwater, hiking and kayaking.

One of the hundreds of fantastic old doorways in historic Leon

Gorgeous cathedrals to go along with the doorways..Leon Nicaragua

It's the end of October...rainy season is pounding us so its time to roll north and see if Nicaragua is a little drier than Costa Rica. Reaching the only road accessed border crossing between Costa Rica and Nicaragua we are reminded of why we through S American folks were more friendly than people in Central America. Firstly the money changers pulled the old “calculator” (incorrect addition) trick on us (but got caught), then we were run through the usual border crossing bureaucracy..a far cry from the free crossings and hearty welcome to our country that we got in SA!
Our first stop is the beautiful Laguna Apoyo...a volcanic crater lake that we spent a few days at back in March. Today the dry, leafless forests of March are gorgeous in a coat of green that comes with the rainy (green) season. What a wonderful place to relax, hike, kayak, swim (bathtub warm, crystal clear water!) Sleeping on the wharf we were treated to a impressive show of lightening every night (not to mention sore backs...my back does not like laying on planks all night!) The people here are so friendly and I needed their help when I strayed off course during a hike and ended up hiking for about 20 km’s through jungle, villages and a combination of dirt tracks and tarmac roads. The hike through the dark revealed hundreds of bats (all sizes and shapes) and fireflies.
After three days on the lake its the first of Nov and time to move on...today we ride to Leon and I figure that it should take no longer than 3 hrs to travel the 130 kms. Wrong-o! We end up having to ride in the capital city of Nicaragua (Managua) and I can tell you that we are NOT impressed! Even though Leon is a city of over 100,000 souls their is not a single sign and at least 15 branches in the road. To compound the problem Managua lies on a plain that is as flat as a board...to mountains to guide one about! First of all we get stopped by the police for riding about 20 feet the wrong way down a one way street (what is a offense here is considered standard MC operating procedure in S America!) After a long argument and lots of whining (in decidedly crappy Spanglish!) by us we are set free. Then..just as we break free of the city (yes!!!) three cops jump out on the road and flag us down...I am accused of passing on a single line and speeding. This one time I am definitely innocent and protest strongly...to which the police say “yes we believe you..here is your papers back...but its Lori who was actually speeding and passing dangerously! They show us a book...with driving offenses in it...around 100 US for the supposed infractions...no f’ing way and after a “Mexican standoff” of about a half hour we get our papers back and continue on (through 35 degree heat!) Now to really add insult to injury two farm tractors that we passed before we entered Managua actually passed us while we were arguing with the police!!
Not to worry...we are in Leon before dark and grab a fantastic hostal for 12 bucks per night. Leon is a really neat historic city with some spectacular cathedrals and a very laid back friendly atmosphere! We spent our first day exploring the many sights in town then booked a two day hike into Volcan Telica with Quetzeltrekkers..a group that completes treks where all the money goes to helping street kids in Nicaragua. There was only three of us on the hike and ironically Heather, (the third person) works as a firefighter for the Vanderhoof Forest District and knows Rob and Jason Moore. We make a pretty good group along with our guides (guias) Trevor and Claudio..a pretty and easy hike to the crater after which we lay around and BS in the alpine area forgetting one of the golden rules of camping...get your tent up as soon as you arrive (especially if you are not familiar with the tent in question). Well guess what..we ended up tossing up the crap tent in the middle of a torrential rainstorm...one fun night of sleep with three of us in a leaking tent laying on a quarter inch thick piece of foam...ugh! So much for bitchin...a good hike and tomorrow we head to Honduras!!!

Destroyed or Lost

okay, Chris and Lori have been having this discussion for awhile now, so time to tally who has lost or destroyed more things on this trip.... here is the list

Lori

set of keys for the bike (but she thinks Chris actually lost them)

one digital camera (destroyed)

MP3 player

2 computer hard drives

Chris

camera and lens (dropped into a mangrove swamp in Honduras)

1 pair of reading glasses

1 walkie talkie

one pair of sunglasses

one digital camera

(all above destroyed when truck runs over his jacket)

one small padlock and keys

riding jacket

3 1/2 pairs of riding gloves

tripod

daypack

1 set of moto keys

to be continued.....