<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 17:32:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Desestressando - Diário de Algumas Aventuras</title><description>Sem tempo e com pouco dinheiro, mesmo assim procuro fazer o que gosto - viajar.</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>97</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-6006880639803490816</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 11:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-03-27T10:01:31.690-03:00</atom:updated><title>Até São José do Norte pela Beira Mar</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP7q5qlUXxg/T3G4R4RE0rI/AAAAAAAAZAY/9Z_HJ6ZTtfk/s1600/ktm+690+esperando+balsa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP7q5qlUXxg/T3G4R4RE0rI/AAAAAAAAZAY/9Z_HJ6ZTtfk/s400/ktm+690+esperando+balsa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ir da região de Cidreira (Osório-RS) até São José de Norte pela Beira Mar é trajeto bastante comum. É a rigor um dos poucos divertimentos que as praias retas, infindáveis e de mar achocolatado do Rio Grande do Sul proporcionam. Já fiz esse trajeto várias vezes, mais com um 4x4 do que de moto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhqfVMabVtg/T3G5GRm-GUI/AAAAAAAAZAw/lenFY_sqU2k/s1600/DSC04979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RhqfVMabVtg/T3G5GRm-GUI/AAAAAAAAZAw/lenFY_sqU2k/s400/DSC04979.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atendi convite de meu velho amigo Spadoni dos "Anjos do Asfalto" &amp;nbsp;e nos tocamos os dois para essa aventura, saindo de Capão da Canoa-RS para pousar em São José do Norte. Ele numa XRE300 e eu em uma KTM 690 enduro (com pneus on road para variar... dá uma pregui... de trocar os pneus para cada indiada dessas....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFBVEn-9FXw/T3G4vt48-LI/AAAAAAAAZAg/6QOSxGqtxHg/s1600/DSC04954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFBVEn-9FXw/T3G4vt48-LI/AAAAAAAAZAg/6QOSxGqtxHg/s320/DSC04954.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Y7y1ozwkY/T3G40VWIVHI/AAAAAAAAZAo/4jNYaNUf1uY/s1600/DSC04952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q6Y7y1ozwkY/T3G40VWIVHI/AAAAAAAAZAo/4jNYaNUf1uY/s320/DSC04952.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andar pela beira mar, seja de moto, seja de carro, é relativamente fácil. O problema são as "entradas" &amp;nbsp;para abastecimento, quando se sai da praia e se anda cerca de 10Km até a cidade. No alto do verão, sem chuvas, os bolsões de areia era gigantescos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgPEH-ajxX8/T3G5Q3KPYxI/AAAAAAAAZA4/NbaQvTSjjkI/s1600/DSC04939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sgPEH-ajxX8/T3G5Q3KPYxI/AAAAAAAAZA4/NbaQvTSjjkI/s400/DSC04939.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noves fora umas quedas aqui e acolá, inevitáveis, e meu companheiro com as costelas meio deslocadas, acabamos dormindo no Caculão Hotel, centro de São José (gente simpática, mas aqui entre nós, tem que ser aventureiro para dormir por lá).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWl2blBtS1w/T3G5XtjmuBI/AAAAAAAAZBA/h6TbJY0Zkg0/s1600/DSC04981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wWl2blBtS1w/T3G5XtjmuBI/AAAAAAAAZBA/h6TbJY0Zkg0/s400/DSC04981.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de lá do quarto, virado para a rua, onde a noite a festa rolava solta em São José, é que descobrimos o "poder" &amp;nbsp;da idade. Após um dia andando, caindo e levantando moto, estavam os dois prá lá de 40, eu batendo nos 50, deitados na cama, tomando relaxante muscular e vendo a música rolar lá fora, sem coragem de vestir uma roupa e descer. E a volta.... bem... a volta é outra história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gW7gCWszrDI/T3G5per70uI/AAAAAAAAZBQ/yLzEGV7VcCc/s1600/DSC04975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gW7gCWszrDI/T3G5per70uI/AAAAAAAAZBQ/yLzEGV7VcCc/s400/DSC04975.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4sF62hTF1g/T3G5iT54F1I/AAAAAAAAZBI/FJZGym6ublo/s1600/DSC04935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4sF62hTF1g/T3G5iT54F1I/AAAAAAAAZBI/FJZGym6ublo/s400/DSC04935.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-6006880639803490816?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/ate-sao-jose-do-norte-pela-beira-mar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eP7q5qlUXxg/T3G4R4RE0rI/AAAAAAAAZAY/9Z_HJ6ZTtfk/s72-c/ktm+690+esperando+balsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-8293708957784285889</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2012 03:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-07T01:14:26.403-02:00</atom:updated><title>Pelo Paso de Sico - Involuntariamente</title><description>Depois de esperar 2 dias em San Pedro do Atacama, com o Passo de Jama fechado pelas nevascas extemporanêas, resolvi (ou era única opção) ir pelo Paso de Sico, que também havia sido fechado mas tinha sido aberto ontem para veículos 4x4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hek3D1AlDfQ/Twe16LyazvI/AAAAAAAAY3Q/L7kUrwJAbgo/s1600/DSC02344+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hek3D1AlDfQ/Twe16LyazvI/AAAAAAAAY3Q/L7kUrwJAbgo/s400/DSC02344+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moto é 2x1, mas como estava com o Jesus Massao, de pickup (l200), combinamos de ir pelo Paso de Sicoe, caso a coisa ficasse preta (conforme notícias vinham) colocaria a moto na caçamba. Mas iria indo até onde desse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GHkjglGGBmM/Twe2C0tVG4I/AAAAAAAAY3Y/qz94sxWUR3c/s1600/DSC02343+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GHkjglGGBmM/Twe2C0tVG4I/AAAAAAAAY3Y/qz94sxWUR3c/s400/DSC02343+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabei somente utilizando a pickup para colocar as malas na caçamba, aliviando o peso, e consegui (não sei como, e sem nenhum tombo ou compra de terreno) chegar em Salta para pernoitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-uhDaZNhzc/Twe2PgHLs_I/AAAAAAAAY3g/DZ9qgYKqP1g/s1600/DSC02309+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R-uhDaZNhzc/Twe2PgHLs_I/AAAAAAAAY3g/DZ9qgYKqP1g/s400/DSC02309+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnsWMu3nVqc/Twe2QfIqyoI/AAAAAAAAY3o/bIj1V9_317I/s1600/DSC02308+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnsWMu3nVqc/Twe2QfIqyoI/AAAAAAAAY3o/bIj1V9_317I/s400/DSC02308+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Paso de Sico tinha ido fechado pelas chuvaradas, que maltrataram bastante a estrada. É só ver o estado em que minhas roupas e a moto ficaram. Aqueles famosos areiões viraram lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNBYdEYe6kE/Twe2dPfNlgI/AAAAAAAAY3w/n6aggaKtVyo/s1600/DSC02341+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FNBYdEYe6kE/Twe2dPfNlgI/AAAAAAAAY3w/n6aggaKtVyo/s400/DSC02341+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0hqjgDpKQ/Twe2dkCLP6I/AAAAAAAAY34/t61_HeJoRZY/s1600/DSC02316+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tm0hqjgDpKQ/Twe2dkCLP6I/AAAAAAAAY34/t61_HeJoRZY/s400/DSC02316+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JDu1yYyEdg/Twe2dzKCjcI/AAAAAAAAY4A/MwEn_p64XSs/s1600/DSC02313+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_JDu1yYyEdg/Twe2dzKCjcI/AAAAAAAAY4A/MwEn_p64XSs/s400/DSC02313+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2I2hsQDUPPc/Twe2ejGfouI/AAAAAAAAY4I/lcv2JgVEowo/s1600/DSC02346+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2I2hsQDUPPc/Twe2ejGfouI/AAAAAAAAY4I/lcv2JgVEowo/s400/DSC02346+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QY68GKl-mo/Twe2fYUt6LI/AAAAAAAAY4Q/IsOExH96lEE/s1600/DSC02340+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8QY68GKl-mo/Twe2fYUt6LI/AAAAAAAAY4Q/IsOExH96lEE/s400/DSC02340+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Td8InTAcXB4/Twe2f9sX5KI/AAAAAAAAY4Y/fQztvpYeIQE/s1600/DSC02339+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Td8InTAcXB4/Twe2f9sX5KI/AAAAAAAAY4Y/fQztvpYeIQE/s400/DSC02339+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de Santo Antonio de Los Cobres a pista piorou, com intermináveis 20 km de barro. Antes era barro e pedra, aqui, só barro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hW73IATEPLk/Twe2-P4BhHI/AAAAAAAAY4g/quOhlV_wq4k/s1600/P1060662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hW73IATEPLk/Twe2-P4BhHI/AAAAAAAAY4g/quOhlV_wq4k/s400/P1060662.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm1wcafdDc8/Twe2-_GmGeI/AAAAAAAAY4o/vGqkJF4JEZY/s1600/P1060663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm1wcafdDc8/Twe2-_GmGeI/AAAAAAAAY4o/vGqkJF4JEZY/s400/P1060663.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O caminho foi feito de moto por mim, pela Rubens, um paulista de XT660 com pneus off road mitas (ele duvidav que minha BMW adventure com pneus on road conseguisse chegar) e mais 4 alemães (em 3 GS800 e uma GS1200calçadas com MT60).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzXAXs3K5gI/Twe3Mf24abI/AAAAAAAAY4w/zjOzBEcNdXk/s1600/P1060645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MzXAXs3K5gI/Twe3Mf24abI/AAAAAAAAY4w/zjOzBEcNdXk/s400/P1060645.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQYTeJTQd6o/Twe3NFCR4JI/AAAAAAAAY44/H0h33LdfHC0/s1600/P1060648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQYTeJTQd6o/Twe3NFCR4JI/AAAAAAAAY44/H0h33LdfHC0/s400/P1060648.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCicwo0HLp8/Twe3NlMzzGI/AAAAAAAAY5A/tUX-kHAvwjk/s1600/P1060651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nCicwo0HLp8/Twe3NlMzzGI/AAAAAAAAY5A/tUX-kHAvwjk/s400/P1060651.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAZLj5ErxkM/Twe3OZYoogI/AAAAAAAAY5I/g9cUwXTTQNI/s1600/P1060652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dAZLj5ErxkM/Twe3OZYoogI/AAAAAAAAY5I/g9cUwXTTQNI/s400/P1060652.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MR-J4gc5ggs/Twe3PAWOzKI/AAAAAAAAY5Q/M6TNWNo3f08/s1600/P1060654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MR-J4gc5ggs/Twe3PAWOzKI/AAAAAAAAY5Q/M6TNWNo3f08/s400/P1060654.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente eu era o único que não tinha os sapatos adequados na moto. Os alemães ficaram para trás e eu e o Rubens conseguimos chegar juntos a Salta. Já no asfalto a XT660 deu problema, apagava frequentemente. Era problema na batatinha do pézinho (e depois dizem que as BMW é que não aguentam o tranco - a XT660 tinha 7.000km).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdQXDE-8hUQ/Twe3it_xNeI/AAAAAAAAY5Y/x1b5Tf-PRp4/s1600/P1060658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdQXDE-8hUQ/Twe3it_xNeI/AAAAAAAAY5Y/x1b5Tf-PRp4/s400/P1060658.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIC52jryRMQ/Twe3jOF5ADI/AAAAAAAAY5g/1sAUkUuTRkQ/s1600/P1060659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WIC52jryRMQ/Twe3jOF5ADI/AAAAAAAAY5g/1sAUkUuTRkQ/s400/P1060659.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbsoNmyG5DY/Twe3jlJJLXI/AAAAAAAAY5o/o4woNWW6vjk/s1600/P1060660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbsoNmyG5DY/Twe3jlJJLXI/AAAAAAAAY5o/o4woNWW6vjk/s400/P1060660.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar do barro, das costeletas, pedras, etc... chegamos cansados mas inteiro a Salta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9pJPeRjXCY/Twe3zi5YeeI/AAAAAAAAY5w/qfM4mxsKKw8/s1600/P1060661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l9pJPeRjXCY/Twe3zi5YeeI/AAAAAAAAY5w/qfM4mxsKKw8/s400/P1060661.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sorte e o acaso me proporcionaram encontrar com o Massao, do grupo V-Strom, em San Pedro e a companha dele e da esposa de pickup (me aliviando das malas) certamente foram decisivos para cruzar um Paso de Sico que ficou fechado 2 dias e que, com chuva, tornou seu translado uma aventura e tanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGBhfsAliQE/Twe4UdUmOKI/AAAAAAAAY54/xL8Y6uDBfYs/s1600/sico3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rGBhfsAliQE/Twe4UdUmOKI/AAAAAAAAY54/xL8Y6uDBfYs/s400/sico3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZBciqONuLo/Twe4U8Zn9fI/AAAAAAAAY6A/wwlL94_Btx8/s1600/sico2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nZBciqONuLo/Twe4U8Zn9fI/AAAAAAAAY6A/wwlL94_Btx8/s400/sico2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRkvTD8b3JM/Twe4V1tb89I/AAAAAAAAY6I/9C_HxBZR80k/s1600/sico1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRkvTD8b3JM/Twe4V1tb89I/AAAAAAAAY6I/9C_HxBZR80k/s400/sico1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-8293708957784285889?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/pelo-paso-de-sico-involuntariamente.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hek3D1AlDfQ/Twe16LyazvI/AAAAAAAAY3Q/L7kUrwJAbgo/s72-c/DSC02344+%2528Medium%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-6369291908605952310</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 00:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-05T22:37:04.529-02:00</atom:updated><title>Paso de Jama e de Sico fechados - um dia em SP do Atacama</title><description>Choveu a noite inteira de quarta no Atacama. Isso já era um prenúncio que nevou na cordilheira e o passo de Jama e Sico se manteriam fechados.&amp;nbsp;Os passos fecharam ontem e hoje pela manhã, até as 16:00hs, ficamos na expectativa (e fila) para abrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIOR6__0Jvw/TwZA1_wIf3I/AAAAAAAAY14/ktUxEQNoFvw/s1600/P1050623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIOR6__0Jvw/TwZA1_wIf3I/AAAAAAAAY14/ktUxEQNoFvw/s400/P1050623.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O passo de Jama continuou fechado o dia inteiro. Dizem que são 40km num trecho com neve e gelo e acumulou muita coisa. Até o meio dia haviam limpado somente 5km e voltou a nevar a tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQt_7neP4Rw/TwZBBxg3fAI/AAAAAAAAY2E/ROulixIX7kY/s1600/P1050625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PQt_7neP4Rw/TwZBBxg3fAI/AAAAAAAAY2E/ROulixIX7kY/s400/P1050625.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontrei uns paulistas de Jaú em V-Strons e uma GS. Resolveram descer pela chile e tentar o cristo redentor em santiago. Contudo, até o túnel cristo redentor fechou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98bAsLOt-ZY/TwZBQN4mekI/AAAAAAAAY2Q/Kt9lrZPA_Z4/s1600/paso+fechado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-98bAsLOt-ZY/TwZBQN4mekI/AAAAAAAAY2Q/Kt9lrZPA_Z4/s400/paso+fechado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tarde liberaram 4x4 pelo paso de sico. Moto e outros veículos nem pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuamos aguardando e vamos tentar de novo amanhã. Mas as expectativas não são animadoras. É só ver as fotos do céu do atacama as 20:00hs dessa noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqP-p4a7Tms/TwZBljRNnTI/AAAAAAAAY2c/FzRrxcWIAUY/s1600/P1050628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cqP-p4a7Tms/TwZBljRNnTI/AAAAAAAAY2c/FzRrxcWIAUY/s400/P1050628.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGv0o2tPb0I/TwZBpEVXSQI/AAAAAAAAY2s/ovstHyrWa5s/s1600/P1050632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JGv0o2tPb0I/TwZBpEVXSQI/AAAAAAAAY2s/ovstHyrWa5s/s400/P1050632.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TMJUNSNK8I/TwZBqdIzbpI/AAAAAAAAY20/5LFDRvhTerc/s1600/P1050633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7TMJUNSNK8I/TwZBqdIzbpI/AAAAAAAAY20/5LFDRvhTerc/s400/P1050633.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTwQurAltxo/TwZBsmUZzxI/AAAAAAAAY28/AGuiYGYDatA/s1600/P1050635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mTwQurAltxo/TwZBsmUZzxI/AAAAAAAAY28/AGuiYGYDatA/s400/P1050635.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabei o dia batendo papo com outros motociclistas que estão retidos por aqui, a maioria de São Paulo. E, já que tamos batendo perna, ao menos o bate papo recheado de "schopp" tá fazendo efeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OOHC_ZdMDGw/TwZCFD9MI0I/AAAAAAAAY3I/d9orHg_t_gQ/s1600/P1050638.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OOHC_ZdMDGw/TwZCFD9MI0I/AAAAAAAAY3I/d9orHg_t_gQ/s400/P1050638.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-6369291908605952310?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/paso-de-jama-e-de-sico-fechados-um-dia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qIOR6__0Jvw/TwZA1_wIf3I/AAAAAAAAY14/ktUxEQNoFvw/s72-c/P1050623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-1386015064821326199</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-12T10:52:21.160-02:00</atom:updated><title>De Copiapó a San Pedro do Atacama - Cruzando o Salar</title><description>Saí de Copiapó pela manhã com o objetivo de passar pela Mão no Deserto e tirar umas fotos (já passei por lá de moto e de carro e nunca parei).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuoRE7Z8ZlE/TwTpxpPvIvI/AAAAAAAAYx4/AcBSuD6Bhu8/s1600/P1040563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuoRE7Z8ZlE/TwTpxpPvIvI/AAAAAAAAYx4/AcBSuD6Bhu8/s400/P1040563.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O monumento não é novo, é de 1994, e está todo pichado, encravado no meio do nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMat6j2s6-4/TwTqNEJMS7I/AAAAAAAAYyE/ofkEL0ELQwI/s1600/P1040565.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gMat6j2s6-4/TwTqNEJMS7I/AAAAAAAAYyE/ofkEL0ELQwI/s400/P1040565.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5795231601943488754" name="_MailEndCompose"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As coordenadas do Google é -24.158332,-70.156543&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR4SoWZFGOs/TwTqmYnDWMI/AAAAAAAAYyQ/80BW8KBePvY/s1600/P1040568.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR4SoWZFGOs/TwTqmYnDWMI/AAAAAAAAYyQ/80BW8KBePvY/s400/P1040568.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=5795231601943488754" name="_MailEndCompose"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;No GPS da Garmin a coordenada é S24 9.500 W70 9.393&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #454545; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ojfx8mrUTp0/TwTrSJBeACI/AAAAAAAAYyk/NoWgFC8Dgvc/s1600/P1040575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ojfx8mrUTp0/TwTrSJBeACI/AAAAAAAAYyk/NoWgFC8Dgvc/s400/P1040575.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbZ4iCdGx1c/TwTrGMQ2i5I/AAAAAAAAYyc/DJsTWsqUpe8/s1600/P1040573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbZ4iCdGx1c/TwTrGMQ2i5I/AAAAAAAAYyc/DJsTWsqUpe8/s400/P1040573.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Depois tinha me programado para ir a San Pedro do Atacama (SPA). Poderia ir rodando pelo asfalto ou pegar um trecho misto, cortando o salar. Apesar de estar rodando sozinho, conversei com uns caminhoneiros que me deram segurança para ir cortando o salar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBLKvAiJ7-A/TwTs44Ae-bI/AAAAAAAAYyw/zB3i9NEGcoE/s1600/040112+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBLKvAiJ7-A/TwTs44Ae-bI/AAAAAAAAYyw/zB3i9NEGcoE/s400/040112+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep7xUG5EnHw/TwTtEKX8xjI/AAAAAAAAYy8/AIlIYv25YtY/s1600/image0005+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ep7xUG5EnHw/TwTtEKX8xjI/AAAAAAAAYy8/AIlIYv25YtY/s400/image0005+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9KhS9MYZhQ/TwTtHXfYJzI/AAAAAAAAYzE/Xqvqa7d2UWE/s1600/image0004+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o9KhS9MYZhQ/TwTtHXfYJzI/AAAAAAAAYzE/Xqvqa7d2UWE/s400/image0004+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Parte do pista é formado por um betume, terra e sal, meio riscado para aderência, mas onde se consegue desenvolver velocidades até razoáveis, tais como asfalto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BtcbCwBs1u8/TwTtwEV2dbI/AAAAAAAAYzQ/qwU7JFqUDzc/s1600/P1040550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BtcbCwBs1u8/TwTtwEV2dbI/AAAAAAAAYzQ/qwU7JFqUDzc/s400/P1040550.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2cK-MBKYvA/TwTt1xMMa6I/AAAAAAAAYzY/j63QtvDlQFo/s1600/P1040554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2cK-MBKYvA/TwTt1xMMa6I/AAAAAAAAYzY/j63QtvDlQFo/s400/P1040554.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hiuzFAXn8fw/TwTuKmEoZ9I/AAAAAAAAYzk/gbbbNXxqYzM/s1600/P1040577.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hiuzFAXn8fw/TwTuKmEoZ9I/AAAAAAAAYzk/gbbbNXxqYzM/s400/P1040577.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88NxkojbQR4/TwTuZYNDNOI/AAAAAAAAYzw/eS9N1Yiv-BA/s1600/P1040586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88NxkojbQR4/TwTuZYNDNOI/AAAAAAAAYzw/eS9N1Yiv-BA/s400/P1040586.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;A outra metade é um misto de terra e sal. Fica um tapete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TS_gyv_sVo/TwTulBc8wDI/AAAAAAAAYz8/6GcQ9fPxaZc/s1600/P1040590.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TS_gyv_sVo/TwTulBc8wDI/AAAAAAAAYz8/6GcQ9fPxaZc/s400/P1040590.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;O problema é que chove muito raramente no atacama, Eu tive a sorte de pegar um caldo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnSpcZgcREE/TwTu42kppNI/AAAAAAAAY0I/dey15uYi0_s/s1600/P1040593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fnSpcZgcREE/TwTu42kppNI/AAAAAAAAY0I/dey15uYi0_s/s400/P1040593.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Parte do antes piso seguro ficou um sabão. Mas fora o sufoco, cheguei num SP do Atacama molhado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0eYJFjtubs/TwTvSNM_rxI/AAAAAAAAY0U/cTWTGHa8zfU/s1600/P1040601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s0eYJFjtubs/TwTvSNM_rxI/AAAAAAAAY0U/cTWTGHa8zfU/s400/P1040601.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnGe5q-K6Zg/TwTvVMZrE-I/AAAAAAAAY0c/tirTbQYRmZM/s1600/P1040614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnGe5q-K6Zg/TwTvVMZrE-I/AAAAAAAAY0c/tirTbQYRmZM/s400/P1040614.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HP1X9b3e02o/TwTvZ2zjpoI/AAAAAAAAY0k/HsVX6AUmMkY/s1600/P1040616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HP1X9b3e02o/TwTvZ2zjpoI/AAAAAAAAY0k/HsVX6AUmMkY/s400/P1040616.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Após um banho no modesto, mas limpo e confortável hotel, fui comer um lomo com 2 litros de schopp no restaurante da Plaza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oH2t42a4KQ/TwTxlZd6o2I/AAAAAAAAY1E/0O2hcWvHX2o/s1600/P1040606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3oH2t42a4KQ/TwTxlZd6o2I/AAAAAAAAY1E/0O2hcWvHX2o/s400/P1040606.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFng_m3F4cw/TwTv_n1VhXI/AAAAAAAAY0w/RLaz1Cw5FUk/s1600/P1040610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QFng_m3F4cw/TwTv_n1VhXI/AAAAAAAAY0w/RLaz1Cw5FUk/s400/P1040610.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbO3YOz-vtI/TwTwDER717I/AAAAAAAAY04/RCZt80pRZGo/s1600/P1040611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VbO3YOz-vtI/TwTwDER717I/AAAAAAAAY04/RCZt80pRZGo/s400/P1040611.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Sobre a Chuva no ATACAMA: é considerado o deserto mais seco do mundo. Todavia, no começo de 2011 já choveu muito, provocando calamidades em San Pedro do Atacama (casas são de barro, não foram feitas para suportar chuvas). Assim, o lugar está recebendo no últimos anos chuvas em quantidade significativa e talvez venha a perder a pecha do lugar mais árido do mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: 19px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Curiosidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(170, 170, 170); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0.6em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0.17em; padding-top: 0.5em; width: auto;"&gt; &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O deserto de Atacama é o lugar na Terra que passou mais tempo sem presenciar chuvas, sendo registrados 1400 anos sem indícios de chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;É considerado o deserto mais alto e árido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Apesar de não haver chuvas é quase comum nevar em partes da região perto dos vulcões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O Deserto de Atacama pode ser comparado com algumas cidades em certas épocas como Brasília nos períodos de Junho a Setembro por ter umidade relativa do ar com uma média de 5%,e com pouca precipitação , pela causa da umidade do ar ficar mais baixa que o deserto mas a temperatura menor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Este deserto é o palco do clímax do filme Quantum of Solace, no eco - hotel Perla de las Dunas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-1386015064821326199?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/de-copiapo-san-pedro-do-atacama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuoRE7Z8ZlE/TwTpxpPvIvI/AAAAAAAAYx4/AcBSuD6Bhu8/s72-c/P1040563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-2616598072456575544</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 03:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-05T01:19:53.584-02:00</atom:updated><title>Encontro com Jesus no Atacama</title><description>Enquanto editava o outro post, um chato batia na porta do hostal.&lt;br /&gt;Terminei de editar e atendo a porta, de cuecas, e não é que é o Jesus de Nazaré Paulista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Mgqg1ezYE/TwUWUvTgkUI/AAAAAAAAY1U/-abLKGy8I7c/s1600/P1040618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Mgqg1ezYE/TwUWUvTgkUI/AAAAAAAAY1U/-abLKGy8I7c/s320/P1040618.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velho companheiro do grupo V-Strom, chovendo, no Atacama e o cara consegue me encontrar num hostel no fim do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qarg9jFdgI/TwUWerh9g8I/AAAAAAAAY1g/81IkXA2H5Dk/s1600/P1040621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_qarg9jFdgI/TwUWerh9g8I/AAAAAAAAY1g/81IkXA2H5Dk/s320/P1040621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Jesus é a turma dos to-a-toa, ou seja, jubilados e tinha cruzado hoje a tarde o passo de sico com a esposa (de caminhonete). Confirmou que nevou por lá e que a estrada estava difícil.&lt;br /&gt;Acabei os acompanhando na janta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkNFrrWLtJw/TwUWo3aB52I/AAAAAAAAY1s/miDXwvIRCjU/s1600/P1040622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VkNFrrWLtJw/TwUWo3aB52I/AAAAAAAAY1s/miDXwvIRCjU/s320/P1040622.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-2616598072456575544?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/encontro-com-jesus-no-atacama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Mgqg1ezYE/TwUWUvTgkUI/AAAAAAAAY1U/-abLKGy8I7c/s72-c/P1040618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-8501824531185572513</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-01T14:09:49.426-02:00</atom:updated><title>Ano Novo em casa - moto no meio do caminho</title><description>Passei um tempo sem atualizar o blog e vi com.o se perdem memórias importantes. Do dia 27 de dezembro até 31 fui de Porto Alegre a Santiago no Chile, por um caminho que já fiz de moto em 2004 ou 2005 com o Spadoni e Renato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LD1WBqjUJAQ/TwB-0L4LZDI/AAAAAAAAYtw/UVqJz-i5WTE/s1600/tela+spot+01012012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LD1WBqjUJAQ/TwB-0L4LZDI/AAAAAAAAYtw/UVqJz-i5WTE/s400/tela+spot+01012012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei de avião para o ano novo em casa (voo direto da Gol e passagens adquiridas com relativamente pouca milhagem). Dia 02 retorno a Santiago e retomo minha ida provavelmente em direção ao norte, pegando, ou tentando pegar, parte do Dakar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levei 3 dias para chegar em Santiago, uma Argentina onde a temperatura pelo painel da moto marcou mais de 43 graus. A volta de avião é 2:30h, mas a espera em aeroporto é complicada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-8501824531185572513?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2012/01/ano-novo-em-casa-moto-no-meio-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LD1WBqjUJAQ/TwB-0L4LZDI/AAAAAAAAYtw/UVqJz-i5WTE/s72-c/tela+spot+01012012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-7608506652706339439</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-04-11T19:00:22.487-03:00</atom:updated><title>Mendoza a Santiago do Chile</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SbgSyU_aUhQ/TwCY4hytUlI/AAAAAAAAYwM/Sv8bJt22k1s/s1600/PC290491+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SbgSyU_aUhQ/TwCY4hytUlI/AAAAAAAAYwM/Sv8bJt22k1s/s400/PC290491+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passar por puente de inca, a visão do Aconcágua ou o túnel Cristo Redentor &amp;nbsp;e os caracoles é sempre bom. Já passei algumas vezes por esse trecho, de carro ou moto, mas já fazia uns 3 anos (acho) que não passava aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKu4z3sSEu0/TwCZELJ16KI/AAAAAAAAYwY/y82WBUf3-Js/s1600/PC290498+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKu4z3sSEu0/TwCZELJ16KI/AAAAAAAAYwY/y82WBUf3-Js/s400/PC290498+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em puente del inca parei para tomar um refrigerante. Encontrei o Paulo de Caçador-SC que estava numa buell (sem pézinho) com a esposa e um casal em uma harley electra ultra glide fazendo um tour pelo chile (iriam sbir pelo atacama) O filho estava numa pickup pequena de carro de apoio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9d2QHiIoV4/TwCZRFcogfI/AAAAAAAAYwk/xxug0GLVyKo/s1600/PC290496+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k9d2QHiIoV4/TwCZRFcogfI/AAAAAAAAYwk/xxug0GLVyKo/s400/PC290496+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mais adiante parei para ver o Aconcágua. Mas de longe, não se tem idéia a verdadeira dimensão do pico nevado mais elevado das Américas, com quase 7.000 metros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LackEfHrNjI/TwCa5eCvTAI/AAAAAAAAYxg/Ib0MgmpCAlg/s1600/PC290501+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LackEfHrNjI/TwCa5eCvTAI/AAAAAAAAYxg/Ib0MgmpCAlg/s400/PC290501+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difícil mesmo foi a espera na aduana chilena, uma fila de cerca de 2 horas (finais de ano é sempre assim). O "problema" vale pelo bate papo e encontro com alguns conhecidos (aquela turma de Caçador-SC) ou mesmo um outro casal numa Aprila (ela Argentina, ele paulista, trabalhando em buenos aires - estavam indo para a carretera austral).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3eidcQp9F0/TwCZuOIf3-I/AAAAAAAAYw8/GVpqiBPbGFE/s1600/PC290505+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j3eidcQp9F0/TwCZuOIf3-I/AAAAAAAAYw8/GVpqiBPbGFE/s400/PC290505+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8w8P9aLFzU/TwCZj4XhDJI/AAAAAAAAYww/bq22sokIj7k/s1600/PC290509+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g8w8P9aLFzU/TwCZj4XhDJI/AAAAAAAAYww/bq22sokIj7k/s400/PC290509+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5X_0m_ClrA/TwCZ9RFkmeI/AAAAAAAAYxI/bDrNutQGl6g/s1600/PC290508+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o5X_0m_ClrA/TwCZ9RFkmeI/AAAAAAAAYxI/bDrNutQGl6g/s400/PC290508+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83-QP9qjMaA/TwCaLfoCPiI/AAAAAAAAYxU/uV_3uSxbMqw/s1600/PC290511+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-83-QP9qjMaA/TwCaLfoCPiI/AAAAAAAAYxU/uV_3uSxbMqw/s400/PC290511+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em Santiago aproveitei para largar a moto na BMW para a revisão de 20.000km ou ao menos trocar o óleo (final de ano é complicado).Mas fui muito bem recebido, deixei a moto lá, enquanto pego voo para passar o ano novo em Porto Alegre, retornando no dia 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpepMDAklVk/TwCbFDff4BI/AAAAAAAAYxs/NxXo_VYV9jM/s1600/PC300514+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YpepMDAklVk/TwCbFDff4BI/AAAAAAAAYxs/NxXo_VYV9jM/s400/PC300514+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Endereço da Revenda BMW (acessórios e motos)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Horarios de atención&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Lunes a viernes 8:30 a 19:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Sabado 10:00 a 17:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Tel: (02) 328 28 00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Av. Las Condes 13.033&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oficina, na mesma rua:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Horarios de atención&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Lunes a viernes 8:00 a 18:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Tel: (02) 229 83 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Av. Las Condes 7991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-7608506652706339439?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2011/12/mendoza-santiago-do-chile.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SbgSyU_aUhQ/TwCY4hytUlI/AAAAAAAAYwM/Sv8bJt22k1s/s72-c/PC290491+%2528Medium%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-3841276701602410771</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 17:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-01T15:21:45.582-02:00</atom:updated><title>Santa Fé a Mendoza</title><description>Quando viemos em 2005 por esse mesmo roteiro, o calor entre Córdoba e Mendoza foi insuportável. Era Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-komii0qKduQ/TwCUNnIWBTI/AAAAAAAAYvE/OLuxBR9gHd0/s1600/PC280469+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-komii0qKduQ/TwCUNnIWBTI/AAAAAAAAYvE/OLuxBR9gHd0/s400/PC280469+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, peguei a mesma "onda" de calor, pois o marcador do painel da moto chegou a marcar 43 graus no asfalto. O vento que vinha do asfalto era quente. Como sempre, procurei acordar cedo em Santa Fé, pois rodar pela manhã é menos quente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0kCDbSGkpJQ/TwCU1mL0o1I/AAAAAAAAYvQ/fNR7XwwnnCE/s1600/PC280473+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0kCDbSGkpJQ/TwCU1mL0o1I/AAAAAAAAYvQ/fNR7XwwnnCE/s400/PC280473+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao meio dia parei por 2 horas em um posto, com ar condicionado em Vila Maria. Aproveitei par acessar o booking.com (a maioria dos postos Ypf tem wifi free) e marcar o hotel para noite em Mendoza, o The Modern (&lt;a href="http://www.the-mod.com/pt/"&gt;http://www.the-mod.com/pt/&lt;/a&gt;) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qg-tg31S2s8/TwCVBPgu1DI/AAAAAAAAYvc/bgGo03_U5fs/s1600/PC280475+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qg-tg31S2s8/TwCVBPgu1DI/AAAAAAAAYvc/bgGo03_U5fs/s400/PC280475+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cidades grandes ou turísticas sempre procuro hotel pelo booking.com, evitando ter que perambular por hotéis ou pegar a "tarifa de balcão". &amp;nbsp;No posto encontrei dois casais de curitiba, em 2 carros diferentes, que se encontraram pelo caminho e seguiriam viagem juntos. Casualmente, estavam no mesmo hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite peguei a dica de ir jantar no 8 cepas. Fui a pé a partir do hotel. Preço e comida bons. Queria pegar a dica de ir no Don Mário, mas ficava muito afastado da cidade e não estava afim de pegar táxi ou subir na moto de novo, a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u0dP65TsN1Q/TwCVNhvlEvI/AAAAAAAAYvo/Y1GYlZNM59E/s1600/PC280486+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u0dP65TsN1Q/TwCVNhvlEvI/AAAAAAAAYvo/Y1GYlZNM59E/s400/PC280486+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4mq5rovCNE/TwCVYoZFH7I/AAAAAAAAYv0/fCR0ML3pSt8/s1600/PC280482+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D4mq5rovCNE/TwCVYoZFH7I/AAAAAAAAYv0/fCR0ML3pSt8/s400/PC280482+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A única ressalva fica por conta de acabar as Quilmes geladas e ter que tomar Heineken. E não me venham falar em vinhos de Mendoza (que conheço, bebo e gosto) mas com 38 graus, não tem como.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BD5u90KAT5w/TwCVh3e64sI/AAAAAAAAYwA/_0Plou8xTbk/s1600/PC280485+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BD5u90KAT5w/TwCVh3e64sI/AAAAAAAAYwA/_0Plou8xTbk/s400/PC280485+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-3841276701602410771?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2011/12/santa-fe-mendoza.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-komii0qKduQ/TwCUNnIWBTI/AAAAAAAAYvE/OLuxBR9gHd0/s72-c/PC280469+%2528Medium%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-4385185293712864595</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 16:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-01T15:01:53.766-02:00</atom:updated><title>Porto Alegre - Uruguaiana - Santa Fé</title><description>Dia 26 retornei de Gravatal e decidi pousar em Porto Alegre. Parti dia 27, cedo, com a idéia de pousar em Santa Fé, o que acabou ocorrendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não fiz seguro carta-verde antecipadamente. Geralmente faço carta-verde com o Barão (www.baraoseguros.com.br) porque cruzo a fronteira no final de semana. Como iria cruzar em dia de semana e horário comercial, por Uruguaiana, fiz no Paulo Michelena (já havia feito uma vez &amp;nbsp;- ele até deixou na recepção de um hotel pois fiz o doc para ele antes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrVN9MrokXE/TwCKCDIurEI/AAAAAAAAYt8/7XQTebcDKDM/s1600/IMG_0145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrVN9MrokXE/TwCKCDIurEI/AAAAAAAAYt8/7XQTebcDKDM/s400/IMG_0145.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessa vez cheguei em Uruguaiana antes das 13:00hs, mas por lá a turma fecha de meio dia e abre somente as 14hs.&amp;nbsp;Enquanto esperava o Paulo abrir, veio um camarada me avisar que na Argentina o seguro carta-verde era a metade do preço. Também sabia disso. Só que pelo fuso horário e a "ciesta" dos hermanos, só abriria as 16 horas por lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rcCQSQ0Ax4/TwCK_De5NXI/AAAAAAAAYuQ/t0pjTMOACm4/s1600/IMG_0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4rcCQSQ0Ax4/TwCK_De5NXI/AAAAAAAAYuQ/t0pjTMOACm4/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seguro carta-verde de moto, para 15 dias, custou R$ 100,16. Os dados do Paulo para contato são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Av. Presidente Vargas, 3390, Uruguaiana - RS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fones: 55 3412.2187 / 55 9979-6916&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pauloemplacamentos@pauloemplacamentos.com.br&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabei fazendo o câmbio de reais por pesos argentinos na própria imigração (tem uma casa bem organizada por lá). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ielGgYDvU4w/TwCNkfgBgyI/AAAAAAAAYuc/GzQT6d_D6Do/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ielGgYDvU4w/TwCNkfgBgyI/AAAAAAAAYuc/GzQT6d_D6Do/s640/IMG_0146.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na estrada cruzei com 3 motociclistas de Porto Alegre (2 super-tenere antigas e uma xt660). Acabei por ver, no dia seguinte, que nos hospedamos no mesmo hotel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elconquistador.com.ar/contenidos/portada-leng-po/portugues.html"&gt;http://www.elconquistador.com.ar/contenidos/portada-leng-po/portugues.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel El Conquistador - Santa Fé - 250 pesos o quarto, duplo ou triplo (azar o meu, estava sozinho), o que equivale a R$ 100,00 - bom preço. Foi pago em espécie, pois se no cartão seriam 350 pesos (só o IVA - imposto argentino é de 21%).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX0cy7tnK70/TwCRaeK5SCI/AAAAAAAAYu4/_7L_XUkOHbI/s1600/spot+271212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CX0cy7tnK70/TwCRaeK5SCI/AAAAAAAAYu4/_7L_XUkOHbI/s640/spot+271212.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF9aPL20_7w/TwCQGbHNVUI/AAAAAAAAYus/UJzxbMQsMok/s1600/PC280468+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UF9aPL20_7w/TwCQGbHNVUI/AAAAAAAAYus/UJzxbMQsMok/s400/PC280468+%2528Medium%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-4385185293712864595?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2011/12/porto-alegre-uruguaiana-santa-fe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrVN9MrokXE/TwCKCDIurEI/AAAAAAAAYt8/7XQTebcDKDM/s72-c/IMG_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-7282939915547333350</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2011 01:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-05-14T22:10:34.873-03:00</atom:updated><title>Seattle e Canadá - Columbia Britânica e Alberta</title><description>De conversas de postos de gasolina nascem grandes projetos de viagem. Assim como ocorre nos grupos de discussão na internet. Procuro sempre escrever as viagens que fiz e incentivo outros a fazerem o mesmo, pois este é um combustível essencial para que tantos outros façam o mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi por junho do ano passado que eu e o Natálio (Vento Negro) encontramos em um sábado luminoso e frio com o pessoal do Guaipeca Bikers no posto de gasolina do Laçador, em Porto Alegre. Papo vai, papo vem, relatavam eles, entusiasmados, uma viagem feita para as rochosas do Canadá, em maio daquele ano. (&lt;a href="http://www.guaipecabikers.com.br/"&gt;http://www.guaipecabikers.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lDt0HJx4y4/Tc8ky3bcMlI/AAAAAAAAVmI/HfY3G2BVs6M/s1600/mapa+canada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lDt0HJx4y4/Tc8ky3bcMlI/AAAAAAAAVmI/HfY3G2BVs6M/s400/mapa+canada.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achamos uma excelente idéia e na mesma hora dissemos que iríamos (em roda de cerveja, então, já disse que ia para tanto lugar que teria dado a volta no globo terrestre umas 400 vezes, mas os sonhos e vontades são infinitamente maiores que as possibilidades). Mas não é que o projeto evoluiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por persistência e dedicação do Natálio, estou embarcando com ele, o Renato e mais outros 8 integrantes do Vento Negro para Seattle e região da Columbia Britânica e Alberta no Canadá em 19 de maio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso roteiro básico é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="yiv72198719msonormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545;"&gt;·&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #454545;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1330974948"&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=Calgary,+AB,+Canada&amp;amp;daddr=Kelowna,+BC,+Canada&amp;amp;geocode=FYjiCgMd-p8z-SnVP4SfA3BxUzE6tlK2sTttJg%3BFWkb-QId51fh-CmzMMfjtox9UzH3xLTaPeX4Tg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=51.123695,-114.819935&amp;amp;sspn=0.650761,1.778412&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;z=8"&gt;Calgary – Kelowna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv72198719msonormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1330974980"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=Kelowna,+BC,+Canada&amp;amp;daddr=Osoyoos,+BC,+Canada&amp;amp;geocode=FWkb-QId51fh-CmzMMfjtox9UzH3xLTaPeX4Tg%3BFSwp7AIdLhvh-ClnHWViscWCVDHMD3tUbZg4kQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=50.69607,-116.749075&amp;amp;sspn=2.627157,7.113647&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;z=9"&gt;Kelowna – Osoyoos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv72198719msonormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -18.0pt;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Symbol;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;·&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=Osoyoos,+BC,+Canada&amp;amp;daddr=Seattle,+WA,+USA&amp;amp;geocode=FSwp7AIdLhvh-ClnHWViscWCVDHMD3tUbZg4kQ%3BFcJp1gIdWVy1-ClVM-iTLBCQVDGa1URpRmUlEA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=49.45844,-119.60884&amp;amp;sspn=1.34785,3.556824&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;z=8"&gt;Osoyoos - Seattle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grupo fica 15 dias, eu fico 4 dias menos (é, ainda dependo do trabalho para comer - já sei que alguns vão dizer que como demais... heheeh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alugamos nossas motos na Eagle Riders, perto do aeroporto de Tacoma - Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eaglerider.com/seattle/seattle.aspx"&gt;http://www.eaglerider.com/seattle/seattle.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Como o grupo é grande conseguimos um desconto de 10% nas diárias de locação. Aluguei uma GoldWing da Honda (tá certo, é um caminhão, mas possivelmente nunca comprarei uma no Brasil, então tenho de&amp;nbsp;experimentar&amp;nbsp;antes de desdenhar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ficaremos 2 dias em Seattle para passeio, pois dizem ser uma cidade instigante, terra da Boing. O roteiro para Vancouver, Canadá, ao invés da tradicional ruta, passa por ilhas e balsa.&amp;nbsp;Em vez de irmos direto de Seattle para Vancouver no domingo ( distancia de 224 km), quando retiramos as motos da EAGLE, faríamos uma volta passando por TACOMA e indo até o porto de Kingston( distancia de 140 km) &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;daí pegamos um barco no porto de Kingston até Edmonds ( trinta minutos de travessia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/ferries/Schedule/ScheduleDetail.aspx?departingterm=8&amp;amp;arrivingterm=12&amp;amp;roundtrip=true"&gt;http://www.wsdot.wa.gov/ferries/Schedule/ScheduleDetail.aspx?departingterm=8&amp;amp;arrivingterm=12&amp;amp;roundtrip=true&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=d&amp;amp;source=s_d&amp;amp;saddr=Seattle,+WA,+USA&amp;amp;daddr=Tacoma,+Washington,+Estados+Unidos+to:Port+of+Kingston,+Washington+Boulevard+Northeast,+Kingston,+WA,+United+States&amp;amp;geocode=FcJp1gIdWVy1-ClVM-iTLBCQVDGa1URpRmUlEA%3BFY0F0QId_aWz-ClnlWUr7lSQVDGCnrDrB5whYg%3BFYhU2QIdfdey-CFydYycbtTSACnrZSjuExmQVDFiUE2ry5dhiQ&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;mra=ls&amp;amp;sll=47.421105,-122.35423&amp;amp;sspn=0.69503,1.778412&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=47.535747,-122.104797&amp;amp;spn=0.623967,1.454315&amp;amp;z=10"&gt;Roteiro de Seattle a Vancouver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqwCffnMLUk/Tc8kWp5A3uI/AAAAAAAAVmE/1vyimmL_RUY/s1600/roteiro+seattle+vancouver.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HqwCffnMLUk/Tc8kWp5A3uI/AAAAAAAAVmE/1vyimmL_RUY/s400/roteiro+seattle+vancouver.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.0pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-no-proof: yes;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-7282939915547333350?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2011/05/seattle-e-canada-columbia-britanica-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2lDt0HJx4y4/Tc8ky3bcMlI/AAAAAAAAVmI/HfY3G2BVs6M/s72-c/mapa+canada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-5573175460350332557</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Apr 2011 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-03T17:42:30.879-03:00</atom:updated><title>Voltando a Bom Jesus... e além...</title><description>Tenho atualizado meu blog muito pouco. As viagens são muitas, mas o tempo é pouco. Estou começando a dar razão para aquela turma em que o negócio é e divertir mais e escrever menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYdqX4D6vvM/TZjXxsezilI/AAAAAAAAVcc/MMF8-t2BmtQ/s1600/SJAusentes+%252822%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYdqX4D6vvM/TZjXxsezilI/AAAAAAAAVcc/MMF8-t2BmtQ/s400/SJAusentes+%252822%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em agosto de 2010 saímos em uma turma grande do Maxitrail em direção a Bom Jesus. Com um bom trecho ainda sem asfalto, alguns contratempos impediram que chegássemos ao destino (conforme comentamos em &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.desventuras.org/2010/08/quase-chegamos-em-bom-jesus.html"&gt;http://www.desventuras.org/2010/08/quase-chegamos-em-bom-jesus.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse final de semana o CP lançou um desafio para a turma do Maxitrail ir até Ametista do Sul, pousando por lá em um dos poucos hotéis temáticos do brasil (&lt;a href="http://www.hoteldaspedras.com.br/"&gt;http://www.hoteldaspedras.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;). Até me sujeitei a comprar ingresso de camarote para o Show do Robin Gibb (lembra do Bee Gees... não gosta? nem eu) para ir no "pepsi on stage" dia 07 de abril para ganhar a "alforria" &amp;nbsp;do final de semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDXGoSm5krY/TZjZTvofMeI/AAAAAAAAVdI/zBDrkEEdsi4/s1600/SJAusentes+%252814%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDXGoSm5krY/TZjZTvofMeI/AAAAAAAAVdI/zBDrkEEdsi4/s400/SJAusentes+%252814%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a proposta não rendeu no grupo. A maioria é "casada", com ambos os sexos, e outros com filhos novos (já passei por isso) e dormir fora de casa é um problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabamos optando por fazer um " bate-e-volta" &amp;nbsp;a Bom Jesus, na Serra, "terminando" &amp;nbsp;a viagem começada em agosto do ano passado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia de sábado amanheceu modorrento, com aquela cara de que uma chuva vai desabar a qualquer momento. Mas como o que é combinado, combinado está, acabei indo encontrar com o CP no posto na nos dirigirmos a São Francico de Paula, para lá nos encontrarmos com o Xispa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mx7JNtjMWRQ/TZjXoKQjhSI/AAAAAAAAVcY/V46L9OjsVV0/s1600/SJAusentes+%25285%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mx7JNtjMWRQ/TZjXoKQjhSI/AAAAAAAAVcY/V46L9OjsVV0/s400/SJAusentes+%25285%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pegamos a pista molhada e escorregadia na subida de Taquara para a São Francico. Ao encontrarmos o Xispa estávamos sujos e molhados (depois de 3 anos havia mandado lavar meu conjunto (jaqueta e calça) TrailGuard.... 60 mangos jogados fora). Já o Xispa nos aguardava com conjunto para chuva, pois, segundo ele, pegou chuva pesada entre Gramado e São Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já havia feito uma promessa de que só voltaria a vestir uma capa de chuva na moto quando pegasse um "aguacero do cão", pois cansei de vestir roupa de chuva, andar 200km e não cair um pingo d´água. Mas como o CP também foi vestir a dele acabei me rendendo a maioria, pois não iria fazer os colegas pararem para mim vestir a roupa no meio do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já sabem o que aconteceu né! Viajamos cerca de 150km até Bom Jesus, esquentou, e nadica de nada de água. Chegamos na cidade com uns 20 graus de temperatura, mas suando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gfqp566y0xU/TZjYhamEMHI/AAAAAAAAVc8/YklNrINroT4/s1600/SJAusentes+%252845%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gfqp566y0xU/TZjYhamEMHI/AAAAAAAAVc8/YklNrINroT4/s320/SJAusentes+%252845%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como toda cidade do interior do RS, o local é pacato e agradável. Tiramos foto na igreja, batemos papo com alguns "nativos" e fomos almoçar um buffe espartano no Kaskata (auxiliando minha dieta... todo gordo sempre está de dieta).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vgYc0UmLYc/TZjYdP_ExvI/AAAAAAAAVc0/_VWIYTQxns4/s1600/SJAusentes+%252831%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9vgYc0UmLYc/TZjYdP_ExvI/AAAAAAAAVc0/_VWIYTQxns4/s320/SJAusentes+%252831%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O asfalto "quase" &amp;nbsp;chegou em Bom Jesus, pois pegamos uns 2km de pedras, mas nada que atrapalhasse se cruzar de moto, mesmo com chuva. Soubemos que dali até São José dos Ausentes (cidade mais fria do RS) também estava asfaltado. Almoçamos e decidimos ir conhecer, pois nem eu, nem o CP a conhecia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7KzP0eR1v8A/TZjYfJQ4IQI/AAAAAAAAVc4/u-VFVxYTQD8/s1600/SJAusentes+%252842%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7KzP0eR1v8A/TZjYfJQ4IQI/AAAAAAAAVc4/u-VFVxYTQD8/s400/SJAusentes+%252842%2529+%2528Copiar%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxuw041NBaQ/TZjYlGRyPsI/AAAAAAAAVdE/Pr2dB5r47TQ/s1600/SJAusentes+%252846%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mxuw041NBaQ/TZjYlGRyPsI/AAAAAAAAVdE/Pr2dB5r47TQ/s640/SJAusentes+%252846%2529.JPG" width="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Voltamos no final da tarde, com o Xispa nos acompanhando até Taquara (para depois retornar a Gramado). Um pouco cansado, mas revigorado pelas paisagens e com aquela frase retumbando na cabeça ("como é bom andar de moto") voltamos para casa....... &amp;nbsp;e ainda estou bom os ingressos para o Robin Gibb, mas "faz parte".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo acabei indo assar uma carne no sítio, tomar um vinho chileno e reler, embaixo de uma figueira, enquanto a lenha fazia sua parte para assar a carne, relendo o livro "Pelas Rotas do Conesul" &amp;nbsp;do Renato Lopes, grande figura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkPQcEiKa6Y/TZjYOYAQd3I/AAAAAAAAVco/lAsGkj8G1ls/s1600/DSC03886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mkPQcEiKa6Y/TZjYOYAQd3I/AAAAAAAAVco/lAsGkj8G1ls/s400/DSC03886.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaKvsprBOPM/TZjX_spVjNI/AAAAAAAAVcg/I2bQapi2NEk/s1600/DSC03879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaKvsprBOPM/TZjX_spVjNI/AAAAAAAAVcg/I2bQapi2NEk/s400/DSC03879.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wExJpg3-gvY/TZjYV-UfKmI/AAAAAAAAVcs/ccx-ycwKN1U/s1600/DSC03890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wExJpg3-gvY/TZjYV-UfKmI/AAAAAAAAVcs/ccx-ycwKN1U/s400/DSC03890.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-5573175460350332557?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2011/04/voltando-bom-jesus-e-alem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QYdqX4D6vvM/TZjXxsezilI/AAAAAAAAVcc/MMF8-t2BmtQ/s72-c/SJAusentes+%252822%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-2647420336129933621</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2010 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-22T09:07:22.490-02:00</atom:updated><title>O Melhor é Chegar</title><description>Tenho andado mais de moto e escrito menos, o que pode ser um bom sinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje, entre uma conversa e outra, a família me enviou uma foto que eu desconhecia, na qual retrata a minha chegada, depois de uma longa viagem, de Lima no Peru, cruzando o Atacama, e chegando em Porto Alegre-&lt;br /&gt;RS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TRHbll9k1XI/AAAAAAAAOs8/KNB1v3gFhc4/s1600/P6060008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TRHbll9k1XI/AAAAAAAAOs8/KNB1v3gFhc4/s400/P6060008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando a mesma, vejo minha cara de felicidade por trás do capacete. Como é bom chegar em casa. Como é bom ter onde chegar. Ser acolhido e ver a felicidade no rosto das crianças. Isso sim, que é o bom de viajar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-2647420336129933621?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/12/o-melhor-e-chegar.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TRHbll9k1XI/AAAAAAAAOs8/KNB1v3gFhc4/s72-c/P6060008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-2293475952972157259</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 20:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-19T16:55:21.125-02:00</atom:updated><title>FozStrom 2 - Foz do Iguaçu</title><description>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAH56B70I/AAAAAAAAOrw/IhEghhx4N2s/s1600/DSC00177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAH56B70I/AAAAAAAAOrw/IhEghhx4N2s/s400/DSC00177.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Já tinha comparecido faz alguns anos no FozStrom 1, encontro do grupo V-Strom em Foz do Iguaçu. Dessa vez eu não iria, pois a data coincidia com as eleições e não abro mão de meu voto (ao menos morro peleando contra os stalinistas troktistas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAIf-e9zI/AAAAAAAAOr0/Exj32OdKrxs/s1600/DSC00208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAIf-e9zI/AAAAAAAAOr0/Exj32OdKrxs/s400/DSC00208.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Votei no Domingo pela manhã (meu candidato, aquele careca que parece o Montgomery Burns do Simpsons perdeu de lavada, levou um chocolate, mas tudo bem), e depois me fui a Foz, acompanhado do Weber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="{Predefinição:Nome" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/pt/a/a7/Montgomery_Burns.png" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAJDHMFyI/AAAAAAAAOr4/VIcvCZ9Whng/s1600/P1160839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAJDHMFyI/AAAAAAAAOr4/VIcvCZ9Whng/s400/P1160839.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;1.000km de ida, outros 1.000km de volta, em tocada de esportiva, acabamos indo pelo Brasil (acho melhor o roteiro pela Argentina, pegando a balsa em Porto Mauá).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAJ-tgMiI/AAAAAAAAOr8/WkwvYG6Ascs/s1600/P1160840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAJ-tgMiI/AAAAAAAAOr8/WkwvYG6Ascs/s400/P1160840.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAKY6MxCI/AAAAAAAAOsA/uiwV6Q3ffPM/s1600/P1160851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAKY6MxCI/AAAAAAAAOsA/uiwV6Q3ffPM/s400/P1160851.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As fotos do site foram uma concessão do amigo Gustavo Clam, pois a minha máquina ficou em cima do criado-mudo, na pressa de sair para votar e pegar a estrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAK03z2bI/AAAAAAAAOsE/yrxhPqkdDHo/s1600/P1160853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAK03z2bI/AAAAAAAAOsE/yrxhPqkdDHo/s400/P1160853.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsALQYhZ_I/AAAAAAAAOsI/wgGD9ZeohuU/s1600/P1160970.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsALQYhZ_I/AAAAAAAAOsI/wgGD9ZeohuU/s400/P1160970.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAMPAy3GI/AAAAAAAAOsM/hnGCLJdY954/s1600/P1170008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAMPAy3GI/AAAAAAAAOsM/hnGCLJdY954/s400/P1170008.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-2293475952972157259?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/11/fozstrom-2-foz-do-iguacu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNsAH56B70I/AAAAAAAAOrw/IhEghhx4N2s/s72-c/DSC00177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-4012835119182218522</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Oct 2010 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-10T18:17:22.127-02:00</atom:updated><title>Mercocycle 2010 - Santa Maria</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7p2ok64I/AAAAAAAAOq8/jXXhWEg8nes/s1600/fotogrupo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7p2ok64I/AAAAAAAAOq8/jXXhWEg8nes/s400/fotogrupo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saí num sábado pela manhã de Porto Alegre em direção a Santa Maria. Fui com um colega de trabalho. Quase em Santa Cruz-SC me lembrei que a ponte de Agudo havia caído em uma enchente. Desvio da balsa complicado. Acabamos pegando outro desvio asfaltado que aumentou a quilometragem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr9wlUBfSI/AAAAAAAAOro/2QTjca7Dy7M/s1600/DSC00103+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr9wlUBfSI/AAAAAAAAOro/2QTjca7Dy7M/s640/DSC00103+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7wHc6RZI/AAAAAAAAOrA/eFMg1ZNHugs/s1600/DSC00141+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7wHc6RZI/AAAAAAAAOrA/eFMg1ZNHugs/s400/DSC00141+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A idéia era ir num bate-e-volta no mesmo dia. Acabei ficando. Agradeço ao Edmilso Friso, de SP, que me cedeu lugar no quarto de hotel (Santa Maria, como sempre, lotada no evento). Fui despreparado. No outro dia "virei a cueca" e retornei.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr72p4BXlI/AAAAAAAAOrQ/Zl5prdLaWw0/s1600/DSC00113+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr72p4BXlI/AAAAAAAAOrQ/Zl5prdLaWw0/s400/DSC00113+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr73g63D3I/AAAAAAAAOrU/shus0cy-Sog/s1600/DSC00111+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr73g63D3I/AAAAAAAAOrU/shus0cy-Sog/s400/DSC00111+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr744LDZLI/AAAAAAAAOrY/8h9SW_Cn8NA/s1600/DSC00110+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr744LDZLI/AAAAAAAAOrY/8h9SW_Cn8NA/s400/DSC00110+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr75zsgP-I/AAAAAAAAOrc/lx65dmY_9PQ/s1600/DSC00108+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr75zsgP-I/AAAAAAAAOrc/lx65dmY_9PQ/s400/DSC00108+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr77KQE-GI/AAAAAAAAOrg/ZbkTNEynw5E/s1600/DSC00106+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr77KQE-GI/AAAAAAAAOrg/ZbkTNEynw5E/s400/DSC00106+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7xWHkCmI/AAAAAAAAOrE/SmdYAreg28U/s1600/DSC00132+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7xWHkCmI/AAAAAAAAOrE/SmdYAreg28U/s400/DSC00132+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7yqkORjI/AAAAAAAAOrI/aVjTqhixLrg/s1600/DSC00120+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7yqkORjI/AAAAAAAAOrI/aVjTqhixLrg/s400/DSC00120+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr71jQwr7I/AAAAAAAAOrM/5VTnA6nq81w/s1600/DSC00115+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr71jQwr7I/AAAAAAAAOrM/5VTnA6nq81w/s400/DSC00115+%255B1024x768%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-4012835119182218522?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/10/mercocycle-2010-santa-maria.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TNr7p2ok64I/AAAAAAAAOq8/jXXhWEg8nes/s72-c/fotogrupo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-3430628710756796038</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2010 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-02T12:24:54.569-03:00</atom:updated><title>Miami - Tiro Curto</title><description>&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TKJOiRJOvzI/AAAAAAAAKB8/cH70XUb6k_I/s640/DSC00056%20%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A correria do dia-a-dia tornam as viagens mais rapidas que o "the flash" . Um final de semana em Miami, so isso. Mais vendo badulaque de motociclista e eletronico de adolescente que qualquer outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TKJOAhk5LTI/AAAAAAAAJ_E/hJNkXdtqCOY/s640/DSC00023%20%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TKJOz6sBdRI/AAAAAAAAKDY/AN_EMvuvknw/s640/DSC00068%20%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-3430628710756796038?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/09/miami-tiro-curto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TKJOiRJOvzI/AAAAAAAAKB8/cH70XUb6k_I/s72-c/DSC00056%20%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-754355338304710114</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2010 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-02T12:18:55.739-03:00</atom:updated><title>Seven Lake Strom</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TIRDD8MEoYI/AAAAAAAAJ7g/yQzpy8e2Ra8/s512/DSC_0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No feriado de 7 de setembro resolvi dar uma "esticada" mais longa e acabei comparecendo ao encontro do V-Strom em Sete Lagoas, Minas Gerais, diligentemente organizado pelo companheiro Seabra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TIQaeQL3GsI/AAAAAAAAJvk/1s0kBzBeQNs/s720/DSC_0905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muita conversa a toa, muita cerveja, e o melhor, muitos quilometros de asfalto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TIREBPtEqbI/AAAAAAAAJ8A/EtHUh6WEHA8/s720/DSC_0157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais fotos em &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/ramonpoa/SevenLakeStrom#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com.br/ramonpoa/SevenLakeStrom#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-754355338304710114?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/09/seven-lake-strom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TIRDD8MEoYI/AAAAAAAAJ7g/yQzpy8e2Ra8/s72-c/DSC_0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-2276972525755269708</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2010 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-17T13:55:05.823-03:00</atom:updated><title>Quase Chegamos em Bom Jesus</title><description>Foi um dia ameno no inverno gaúcho, Muito sol e cerca de 10 graus. Bom para andar de moto. Ainda mais que eu ainda não havia andado com minha nova "mimosa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6uHC_f2I/AAAAAAAAJtw/wWHPjtVOZws/s1600/DSC_0724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6uHC_f2I/AAAAAAAAJtw/wWHPjtVOZws/s400/DSC_0724.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6U_3rxmI/AAAAAAAAJtQ/25PqheoaajY/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6U_3rxmI/AAAAAAAAJtQ/25PqheoaajY/s400/DSC_0734.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Resolvemos subir a serra e ir almoçar em Bom Jesus. Tinha até nevado no meio da semana por lá e não saíamos as condições do trecho que ainda é chão batido. Mas estava bom, firme, com pouco barro. No "meio do caminho" acabei perdendo meu topcase de alumínio. Simplesmente caiu, quase acertando um colega que vinha atrás. A revenda BMW, Süd, ao troca o segredo das chaves (da antiga moto para essa) não colocou bem o miolo da fechadura.... um estrago e tanto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq59C1R_nI/AAAAAAAAJs4/YNUGAnsbv3c/s1600/DSC_0746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq59C1R_nI/AAAAAAAAJs4/YNUGAnsbv3c/s400/DSC_0746.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quando ingressamos na estrada de chão, um dos companheiros foi avisar outro para ficar "longe" da moto do Ramon, pois o Topcase assassino poderia "voar" de novo naquelas irregularidades.... Enquanto conversavam, de pé, seguindo a tropa pela estrada de chão, um deles, numa GS Adventure, não viu a "pedra no meio do caminho"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6mwroGyI/AAAAAAAAJto/RIIjYXyrEGA/s1600/DSC_0727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6mwroGyI/AAAAAAAAJto/RIIjYXyrEGA/s400/DSC_0727.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;E era um "baita" morro de pedras. A GS adventure bateu no morro, "esparramou" as pedras, ficou em uma única roda (a dianteira) e se "quedió" na estrada uns 13 metros após. Graças ao equipamento de proteção (inclusive o colar cervical - o companheiro é trilheiro experiente e médico), nada de mais grave aconteceu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6N0IILuI/AAAAAAAAJtI/YTi-E-IyeT8/s1600/DSC_0739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6N0IILuI/AAAAAAAAJtI/YTi-E-IyeT8/s400/DSC_0739.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Equipamento de segurança é fundamental, pois o tombo foi simplesmente muito trivial, ninguém esperava que acontecesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6gLpqX7I/AAAAAAAAJtg/3_LZQxbton8/s1600/DSC_0732.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6gLpqX7I/AAAAAAAAJtg/3_LZQxbton8/s400/DSC_0732.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com a batida naquela montanha de pedras, a tampa do cilindro ficou arranhada e começou a vazar óleo. Resolvemos ir "retornando".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6an6iEZI/AAAAAAAAJtY/0AphiAWhzjI/s1600/DSC_0733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6an6iEZI/AAAAAAAAJtY/0AphiAWhzjI/s400/DSC_0733.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6FI2gnlI/AAAAAAAAJtA/kgnqmiflQwU/s1600/DSC_0743.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6FI2gnlI/AAAAAAAAJtA/kgnqmiflQwU/s400/DSC_0743.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Após almoçarmos no trevo de acesso à Bom Jesus, achamos a "oficina" do Capacete, onde tentamos consertar a tampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq52qJuZwI/AAAAAAAAJsw/xPIoANDKcNA/s1600/DSC_0753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq52qJuZwI/AAAAAAAAJsw/xPIoANDKcNA/s400/DSC_0753.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5v-NV8qI/AAAAAAAAJso/Adw9xSrsZUs/s1600/DSC_0761.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5v-NV8qI/AAAAAAAAJso/Adw9xSrsZUs/s400/DSC_0761.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5nwcy48I/AAAAAAAAJsg/nylv2hJdA9Q/s1600/DSC_0769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5nwcy48I/AAAAAAAAJsg/nylv2hJdA9Q/s400/DSC_0769.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5hZDbPMI/AAAAAAAAJsY/69uHCcPDkW0/s1600/DSC_0771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5hZDbPMI/AAAAAAAAJsY/69uHCcPDkW0/s400/DSC_0771.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;E, por incrível que pareça, foi rápido e simples, até demais, olhem a &amp;nbsp;utilidade da cola plástica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5bbxtEmI/AAAAAAAAJsQ/7n_uDbMF9nk/s1600/DSC_0780.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5bbxtEmI/AAAAAAAAJsQ/7n_uDbMF9nk/s320/DSC_0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq5IjQ4onI/AAAAAAAAJr4/WCs3n4_A88A/s400/DSC_0807.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-2276972525755269708?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/08/quase-chegamos-em-bom-jesus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TGq6uHC_f2I/AAAAAAAAJtw/wWHPjtVOZws/s72-c/DSC_0724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-9131710172132966019</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2010 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-19T13:38:35.140-03:00</atom:updated><title>BMW R1200GS Adventure 2010 - Primeiras Impressões de um Colega</title><description>O CP (Cara Pálida), grande companheiro do Maxitrail e BMW Riders retirou na semana passada uma R1200GS Adventure 2010, 0km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes, ele possuía uma 2007, com a qual rodou mais 100.000km (que inveja). A seguir, com a devida autorização, posto um mail que ele enviou ao grupo, onde há um excelente comparativo entre essas duas motos, aparentemente a mesma, mas onde a 2010 apresenta uma sensível evolução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;-&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Qual é a cilindrada dessa moto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Isso não é uma Suzuki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Não! É uma BM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Éééé porque a Suzuki 750 já é qualquer coisa. Imagina 1200 cilindradas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Sim! Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Uma pena que não "deixem andar com tudo" nessas motos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Vai ver que tem algum motivo.... (o Charles p.ex. rsrsrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Ficam controlando muito ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Quem sabe por segurança: Vai saber ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Aaaaa ... Porto Alegre! (leu na placa) Tá indo a Porto Alegre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Sério? Vai chegar hoje?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Então boa viagem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;-Obrigado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;E eu estava apenas esperando meu troco no posto de gasolina lá em Panambi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Será que o cara sabe a “bagatela” que custa essa “Suzuki”????? rsrsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A preferência de fazer esse relato era do grande Cacique Toro Sentado Leandro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Não fez, o CaraPálida! vai fazer ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;(vou inserir o link das fotos pra quem não conseguir vê-las ou está no modo resumo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER99mmYMOI/AAAAAAAAJjE/PSJnZe8CtJA/s1600/ADV2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER99mmYMOI/AAAAAAAAJjE/PSJnZe8CtJA/s400/ADV2010.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Começando pelo fim, a conclusão: É outra moto. Acelera de outra forma. As micro-vibrações do guidão sumiram. E o ronco, será que aquilo é legal? Tá dentro das normas? Pura música na retomada! A BMW passou uma mensagem clara pra concorrência: "Esse nicho é meu e ninguém tasca!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- a linha de torque do motor é muito melhor. Esta sempre presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- consumo! Mesmo nova faz pelo menos 1Km a mais por litro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- menos micro-vibrações. Senti um pouco na pedaleira esquerda. As do guidão sumiram totalmente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- o ESA, que festa! No modo sport, uuuuu! Agora dá pra raspar os cilindros no chão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- o ronco! aquilo é legal? Tem certeza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Contras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- Guidão! Mudaram pra pior! Tá mais baixo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;- e por estranho que pareça, a minha parece torta. Pode que a peça que fica entre o guidão e o banco seja o problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Ahy_JtI/AAAAAAAAJjM/hF7H9_R3Nh0/s1600/ADV2010A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Ahy_JtI/AAAAAAAAJjM/hF7H9_R3Nh0/s400/ADV2010A.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A voltinha do fim-de-semana foi de exatos 1065 km. A posição de pilotagem é quase a mesma da ex-2007 exceção ao guidão que é mais baixo. A coluna de direção está mais "solta" se é que se pode chamar assim: o guidão vira muito mais fácil que da ex-2007, tive a nítida impressão que mexeram na coluna de direção, sei lá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Ryj-1LI/AAAAAAAAJkU/Lyf_xRPY350/s1600/ADV2010M.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Ryj-1LI/AAAAAAAAJkU/Lyf_xRPY350/s400/ADV2010M.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A ex-2007 encostava nos 200km/h. A gIZeLe tenho impressão que vai ir além fácil. Foi a 160 sem nenhum esforço exagerado. Não fui além por causa da baixa km do motor mas ele vai além facinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A mexida que deram no escalonamento do câmbio só fez bem! A primeira não é mais tão "bruta" e a sexta ficou com uma elasticidade que sinceramente antes não existia. Retoma de 80 Km/H muito fácil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-B0ScHmI/AAAAAAAAJjU/Z9D_8fgSe6I/s1600/ADV2010C.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-B0ScHmI/AAAAAAAAJjU/Z9D_8fgSe6I/s400/ADV2010C.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Uma coisa que chamou atenção é a preocupação nos detalhes da moto. Realmente a equipe da BMW se dedicou pra resolver detalhes (que as vezes são irritantes!) . Coisas como as malas, resolveram o problema do vácuo interno (agora tem um furo na mala com uma tampa em cima fazendo papel de válvula, meio trabalhosa a solução mas, tiveram preocupação em solucionar). Também solucionaram aquele negócio xarope da vedação dos miolos das chaves da mala (eram de borracha macia e não serviam pra nada pois não entravam no buraco, agora são de plástico rígido).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER_Uss5QSI/AAAAAAAAJko/VGB40kYcFNY/s1600/ADV2010B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER_Uss5QSI/AAAAAAAAJko/VGB40kYcFNY/s400/ADV2010B.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Pode parecer risível essa preocupação mas dá pra ler nas entrelinhas que a GS tem uma atenção especial da BMW e me transmite longa vida pra GS-boxer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-DruX6sI/AAAAAAAAJjc/P-xkgRIiiQo/s1600/ADV2010D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-DruX6sI/AAAAAAAAJjc/P-xkgRIiiQo/s400/ADV2010D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;No painel, inverteram a indicação da temperatura do motor com o nível da gasolina no tanque. O nível me pareceu bem fiel ao contrário da ex-2007 onde ele caía pra reserva e depois dava uns 100 km de combustível de novo). Outra do painel é que agora ele avisa quando aproxima da km pra fazer as revisões, no mínimo interessante pra quem tem o capricho de fazer as revisões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;A gIZeLe tá com a marcação de consumo em litros/100km (na revisão dos 1.000km vou pedir pra alterarem o computer pra Km/L) e fez 5,7 litros / 100 Km (~17,5 Km/L) andando 110/120Km/H. Isso é ~1 Km/L a mais que na ex-2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-E0kPvLI/AAAAAAAAJjk/I3DYkMAfzJs/s1600/ADV2010E.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-E0kPvLI/AAAAAAAAJjk/I3DYkMAfzJs/s400/ADV2010E.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;O ESA (o tal amortecedor eletrônico) é realmente uma festa! Sai com ele no modo NORMAL sem carona (um capacete). Parece um Galaxy na estrada que vai te cansando a coluna (estranho isso não?). Numa altura que parei, antes da serra entre Candelária e Arroio do Tigre, e pensei: vou mexer nessa regulagem; meti em SPORT (um capacete). Rapaiz! A coisa endureceu e grudou no chão! É meu estilo acho que nunca mais vai sair desse modo. Entra nas curvas e não dá nenhuma chacoalhada não interessando a inclinação! DEZ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Legal também o tal RDC (controle da pressão dos pneus).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Dá pra verificar "on the fly", show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-HgZn9WI/AAAAAAAAJj0/G7Z9cpEmV2U/s1600/ADV2010G.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-HgZn9WI/AAAAAAAAJj0/G7Z9cpEmV2U/s400/ADV2010G.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Os outros opcionais são o ABS, ASC (controle de tração), punhos aquecidos e o tal de computador de bordo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-La7bh_I/AAAAAAAAJj8/lxOG14irdkE/s1600/ADV2010J.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-La7bh_I/AAAAAAAAJj8/lxOG14irdkE/s400/ADV2010J.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;É isso, nesses primeiros 1.000km nenhum defeito. Nenhum plástico solto. Nenhum parafuso solto. Nenhuma marcha reinou pra engatar, muito menos "desengatou".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-M5R_prI/AAAAAAAAJkE/oRY98CQr3NY/s1600/ADV2010K.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-M5R_prI/AAAAAAAAJkE/oRY98CQr3NY/s400/ADV2010K.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Acho que são "más notícias" pra quem aqui da lista (Felipe, Charlão, Ramon, Renato, Cirilo, James, Borto, Tocheto, Scoti, Arthur, Ebone ..) tem (e gosta da) GSs pré motor DOHC ... bad news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Por outro lado pra quem está na dúvida: Não teste! Don't try it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Pq-6FqI/AAAAAAAAJkM/dCdqWpupL1o/s1600/ADV2010L.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER-Pq-6FqI/AAAAAAAAJkM/dCdqWpupL1o/s400/ADV2010L.png" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Vamos ver o futuro ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Abr.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;CP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: serif; font-size: 12pt; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-9131710172132966019?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/07/bmw-r1200gs-adventure-2010-primeiras.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TER99mmYMOI/AAAAAAAAJjE/PSJnZe8CtJA/s72-c/ADV2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-9170379309969236474</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 00:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-07T21:30:42.927-03:00</atom:updated><title>Comparativo Maxitrail</title><description>Já pilotei "gato de tudo que é pelo" mas as maxitrail sempre me atraíram. Nesse segmento já tive XT600, VStrom Dl100 e a R1200GS Adventure, que não me canso de dizer que foi a melhor moto em que já botei minha bunda gorda. Transitei por XX's e hayabusas mas para longas viagens nada como uma maxitrail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atualmente "experiemento" uma fatboy 2009. Quando chegar a alguma conclusão posto por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o motivo do presente post é a Revista MOTOCICLISMO de julho de 2010, n. 151. Assino e leio muita coisa e a Motociclismo vem surpreendendo pelas belas reportagens para quem gosta de moto, intercalando a necessária publicidade com algum conhecimento. "Concorrentes" quase nada agregam, a não ser propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUbcUCASnI/AAAAAAAAJhk/JNtEWPvouIg/s1600/capa+motociclismo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUbcUCASnI/AAAAAAAAJhk/JNtEWPvouIg/s400/capa+motociclismo.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa motociclismo em especial traz um belo comparativo das maxitrail do mercado, motos para quem quer, de fato, viajar (esqueça as custom), e uma comparativo de pneus de motos turismo, que falo no link abaixo. Quem não assina, vale a pena comprar na banca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUbu8qtAjI/AAAAAAAAJhs/JWERm1gEiEY/s1600/comparativo+motociclismo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUbu8qtAjI/AAAAAAAAJhs/JWERm1gEiEY/s400/comparativo+motociclismo.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-9170379309969236474?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/07/comparativo-maxitrail.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUbcUCASnI/AAAAAAAAJhk/JNtEWPvouIg/s72-c/capa+motociclismo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-557797129373774006</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-07T21:44:04.085-03:00</atom:updated><title>Pneus para Motos Turismo</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUe1O4MjzI/AAAAAAAAJh4/TRHBF3wS75c/s1600/comparativo+pneus+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUe1O4MjzI/AAAAAAAAJh4/TRHBF3wS75c/s400/comparativo+pneus+1.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A última revista Motociclismo (julho-2010 n. 151) traz um interessante comparativo entre pneus turismo, onde o vencedor foi o Michelin Pilot Sport 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUe7jyX3SI/AAAAAAAAJiA/DmBHYBjzo8M/s1600/resultado+comparativo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUe7jyX3SI/AAAAAAAAJiA/DmBHYBjzo8M/s400/resultado+comparativo+2.jpg" width="292" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho andado nos últimos anos mais de Maxitrail e sobre os pneus para estas já opinei em diversos fóruns. Sempre preferi os pneus "moles", de desgaste rápido, os que menos duram mas mais grudam, tais como o Pireli Scorpion Trail ou o Metzeler Trourance XP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfAO9Fh2I/AAAAAAAAJiI/m8j8ORvd9JQ/s1600/comportamento+din%C3%A2mico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfAO9Fh2I/AAAAAAAAJiI/m8j8ORvd9JQ/s400/comportamento+din%C3%A2mico.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas para viagens de mais de 8.000km já me convenci do uso de pneus intermediários tais como o Metzeler Tourance (não EXP) e os da Brigestone (Trail Wing e Battle Wing). Estes últimos não emocionam, mas não comprometem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfGHIiP7I/AAAAAAAAJiQ/gIULpXjsZB4/s1600/pneus+estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfGHIiP7I/AAAAAAAAJiQ/gIULpXjsZB4/s400/pneus+estrada.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pior pneus que comprei da categoria foi o Michelin Anakee 1, não parava em pé em qualquer ameaça de chuva. Tanto que lançaram o atual Michelin Anakee 2, onde prometem ter "corrigido" o problema. Mas a michelin, que tanto me agradou nas esportivas que pilotei, perdeu muitos pontos nas maxitrails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfKlaQzVI/AAAAAAAAJiY/jLVzC53a_qU/s1600/pneus+piso+molhado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfKlaQzVI/AAAAAAAAJiY/jLVzC53a_qU/s400/pneus+piso+molhado.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem usa pneus turismo é bom dar uma olhada no comparativo da revistas, que ainda deve estar nas bancas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfPlADV5I/AAAAAAAAJig/FQAAhvw-Uao/s1600/desgaste+pneus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUfPlADV5I/AAAAAAAAJig/FQAAhvw-Uao/s400/desgaste+pneus.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-557797129373774006?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/07/pneus-para-motos-turismo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDUe1O4MjzI/AAAAAAAAJh4/TRHBF3wS75c/s72-c/comparativo+pneus+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-3547227650917825382</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-08T13:25:08.257-03:00</atom:updated><title>Cruzando o Atacama</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCEUzmYhWgI/AAAAAAAAJgs/PRu9gK7n2RE/s1600/machu+A+486+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCEUzmYhWgI/AAAAAAAAJgs/PRu9gK7n2RE/s400/machu+A+486+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Já &amp;nbsp;passei pelo Atacama um razoável número de vezes, de carro e de moto. É um portal de entrada para quem vem do Sul do Brasil em direção ao Pacífico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwQfEfZDGI/AAAAAAAAJes/30XJpXK-6ss/s1600/t8000+072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwQfEfZDGI/AAAAAAAAJes/30XJpXK-6ss/s400/t8000+072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei só duas vezes em San Pedro e está de bom tom. Cidadela cult, mas com hotéis e e refeições que custam o dobro de Calama, onde me hospedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCEWYHxx2NI/AAAAAAAAJg4/bYR0Q69vrGI/s1600/machu+A+474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCEWYHxx2NI/AAAAAAAAJg4/bYR0Q69vrGI/s400/machu+A+474.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a travessia da cordilheira no Atacama sempre é bela. Literalmente se fica acima das nuvens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwQ9QvTTcI/AAAAAAAAJe8/dyYdVtRiGEw/s1600/t8000+051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwQ9QvTTcI/AAAAAAAAJe8/dyYdVtRiGEw/s400/t8000+051.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa viagem tinha intenção de dormir em Susques. Não consegui, pois as mineradoras praticamente ocuparam todos hotéis. Tive que seguir de noite em direção a Purmamarca. Cheguei a pegar 7 graus negativos em cima da moto. Calcule o vento a 120/140km/h e veja a sensação térmica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei gelado em Purmamarca. Parei no primeiro hotel da beira da estrada. Hotel que por sinal já havia cruzado na estrada uma dúzia de vezes, sempre chamava a atenção, mas nunca fiquei em Purmamarca. Dessa vez tive oportunidade de me hospedar. Mesmo com 3 cobertores, levei 3 horas para descongelar.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRJY0BVDI/AAAAAAAAJfE/GCSdXvlcjBg/s1600/t8000+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRJY0BVDI/AAAAAAAAJfE/GCSdXvlcjBg/s400/t8000+082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRU2pqnUI/AAAAAAAAJfM/B2nGP1KN7vI/s1600/t8000+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRU2pqnUI/AAAAAAAAJfM/B2nGP1KN7vI/s400/t8000+077.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando meio adiando a atualização do blog, que mais me serve de diário que qualquer outra coisa. Mas tem a história de atropelamento de um jumento, já em Uruguaiana, Brasil. Fiz a curva, a noite,&amp;nbsp;(rápido - omitida velocidade)&amp;nbsp;e o bicho tava lá, paradito.Acertei em cheio, jurei que iria me esparramar pelo asfalto. Levei toda a frente e lateral da GS, mas a moto seguiu de pé. O moto forte essa BMW. &amp;nbsp;Se fosse em uma esportiva ou custom talvez estivesse traçando essas linhas do hospital, e olhe lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwReP8LF2I/AAAAAAAAJfU/eUkTpvkctZU/s1600/t8000+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwReP8LF2I/AAAAAAAAJfU/eUkTpvkctZU/s400/t8000+087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os jumentos? o que pilotava a moto passa bem e vos fala. O outro? seguiu a vida troteando.. não morreu o danado...tava na madrugada, pegando o calorzinho do asfalto e assustando motoristas... o cara que vinha atrás de mim, de carro, não acreditou que segui de pé.... nem eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRuhuAwoI/AAAAAAAAJfc/JiAarmljy1M/s1600/t8000+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwRuhuAwoI/AAAAAAAAJfc/JiAarmljy1M/s400/t8000+089.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;Nota Póstuma: a turma não é facil, comenta jumento para lá e para cá, o gaiato do Beto Marshall me manda a foto do acidente.... eheheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TB_So8VrigI/AAAAAAAAJfo/rKlnwWtPdSY/s1600/jumento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TB_So8VrigI/AAAAAAAAJfo/rKlnwWtPdSY/s640/jumento.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;e não param de me mandar fotos de jegue... essas do Rodrigo e Goaiânia.... me poupe Rodriguinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDshnmUMQI/AAAAAAAAJf0/BSmDrFB7grU/s1600/jegue+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDshnmUMQI/AAAAAAAAJf0/BSmDrFB7grU/s400/jegue+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsmsFKSYI/AAAAAAAAJf8/-kL121ppY2s/s1600/jegue+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsmsFKSYI/AAAAAAAAJf8/-kL121ppY2s/s400/jegue+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsqbLgBLI/AAAAAAAAJgE/JJ5oQP1-Zs0/s1600/jegu3+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsqbLgBLI/AAAAAAAAJgE/JJ5oQP1-Zs0/s400/jegu3+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsvKZkgHI/AAAAAAAAJgM/KS2TqpcnIDo/s1600/jegue+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCDsvKZkgHI/AAAAAAAAJgM/KS2TqpcnIDo/s400/jegue+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;e a pedido do ADV.... o link do "seguro do jumento"....heheh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;www.carriagehouseinsurance.co.uk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDX72nJSosI/AAAAAAAAJis/vRPaNlrICdM/s1600/seguro+jumento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TDX72nJSosI/AAAAAAAAJis/vRPaNlrICdM/s400/seguro+jumento.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-3547227650917825382?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/06/cruzando-o-atacama.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TCEUzmYhWgI/AAAAAAAAJgs/PRu9gK7n2RE/s72-c/machu+A+486+%5B1600x1200%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-8729381458736169985</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2010 00:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-20T18:49:00.972-03:00</atom:updated><title>Lima - Nazca - Tacna</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMFuiw7PI/AAAAAAAAJdo/4W-Dgu86AZM/s1600/t8000+056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMFuiw7PI/AAAAAAAAJdo/4W-Dgu86AZM/s400/t8000+056.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Voltei a Lima para pegar a moto e resolvi "descer" pelo Atacama, retornando ao Brasil. Família, trabalho e saúde modificaram minha idéia inicial. Minha subida em direção a Venezuela fica para a próxima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMS6Nir7I/AAAAAAAAJdw/ie_nSesJpVU/s1600/t8000+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMS6Nir7I/AAAAAAAAJdw/ie_nSesJpVU/s400/t8000+041.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Nazca pousei no hotel Alegria, que fica a uma quadra do trevo de acesso a Nazca, onde se encontra um Posto de Gasolina. Hotel Agradável. Pouso barato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMeP6R8xI/AAAAAAAAJd4/NaJpm4cNicw/s1600/t8000+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMeP6R8xI/AAAAAAAAJd4/NaJpm4cNicw/s400/t8000+013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rodovia praticamente acompanha o Pacífico na maior parte do trajeto. Claro que o Oceano Pacífico está distante demais da beleza da costa atlântica brasileira, mas é diferente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMr_a7FvI/AAAAAAAAJeA/9SBFlDkS9ek/s1600/t8000+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMr_a7FvI/AAAAAAAAJeA/9SBFlDkS9ek/s400/t8000+035.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwM3XRAWlI/AAAAAAAAJeI/TnEvnfa8ew8/s1600/t8000+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwM3XRAWlI/AAAAAAAAJeI/TnEvnfa8ew8/s400/t8000+023.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNCdFlVjI/AAAAAAAAJeQ/0XIbla5JBCE/s1600/t8000+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNCdFlVjI/AAAAAAAAJeQ/0XIbla5JBCE/s400/t8000+039.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNSCRQLtI/AAAAAAAAJeY/i4NLsvlf1-w/s1600/t8000+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNSCRQLtI/AAAAAAAAJeY/i4NLsvlf1-w/s400/t8000+045.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma revolução sensível nas viagens tem sido o notebook e as redes wifi oferecidas em praticamente todos hotéis, grandes ou pequenos. Praticamente janto conversando on-line com a família, por vídeo, utilizando o skype. Por vezes mais de 2 horas, o que é bem mais do que se conversa, as vezes, ao vivo - em casa... heheeh coisas da tecnologia......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNg_nGVeI/AAAAAAAAJeg/h_pQ-pq_p0Y/s1600/t8000+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwNg_nGVeI/AAAAAAAAJeg/h_pQ-pq_p0Y/s400/t8000+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-8729381458736169985?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/06/lima-nazca-tacna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwMFuiw7PI/AAAAAAAAJdo/4W-Dgu86AZM/s72-c/t8000+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-8818116744249625844</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2010 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-18T21:03:40.465-03:00</atom:updated><title>City-Tour em Lima - Peru</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwHvmCzmlI/AAAAAAAAJcU/S9eVMzPhCfM/s1600/DSC_0364+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwHvmCzmlI/AAAAAAAAJcU/S9eVMzPhCfM/s400/DSC_0364+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Após andar alguns dias pela cidade, vi o ônibus de Turismo Mirabus, que faz um excelente city-tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirabusperu.com/"&gt;http://www.mirabusperu.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwH-SbbWvI/AAAAAAAAJck/GPND3CKVnvM/s1600/DSC_0487+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwH-SbbWvI/AAAAAAAAJck/GPND3CKVnvM/s400/DSC_0487+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos pontos que merecem nota é a visita as catacumbas. Interessante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwH6QyokZI/AAAAAAAAJcc/t8H2oETUUSI/s1600/DSC_0498+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwH6QyokZI/AAAAAAAAJcc/t8H2oETUUSI/s400/DSC_0498+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwILs7H2hI/AAAAAAAAJcs/r2LL7rQ8haQ/s1600/DSC_0504+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwILs7H2hI/AAAAAAAAJcs/r2LL7rQ8haQ/s400/DSC_0504+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O trânsito de Lima é caótico. Tem que se ficar esperto, senão passam por cima de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIak1DToI/AAAAAAAAJc0/bkTRzvbnGlc/s1600/DSC_0413+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIak1DToI/AAAAAAAAJc0/bkTRzvbnGlc/s400/DSC_0413+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIkSLAymI/AAAAAAAAJc8/HF7gNHlgJJg/s1600/DSC_0449+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIkSLAymI/AAAAAAAAJc8/HF7gNHlgJJg/s400/DSC_0449+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra presença constante em Lima é a preocupação com os furtos de trombadinhas. Andei despreocupado por Lima, mas sempre havia gente me aconselhando a ter cuidado com cameras fotográficas, dinheiro, etc... preocupação até frenética. Deve haver muitos roubos a turistas. Nunca vi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIuvzlvaI/AAAAAAAAJdE/ihJN1ROh1x8/s1600/DSC_0446+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwIuvzlvaI/AAAAAAAAJdE/ihJN1ROh1x8/s400/DSC_0446+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwI20ch_cI/AAAAAAAAJdM/uBzUMHtiI10/s1600/DSC_0536+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwI20ch_cI/AAAAAAAAJdM/uBzUMHtiI10/s400/DSC_0536+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwJAPgoz1I/AAAAAAAAJdU/kcRDTfwODO0/s1600/DSC_0537+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwJAPgoz1I/AAAAAAAAJdU/kcRDTfwODO0/s400/DSC_0537+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwJI_I8izI/AAAAAAAAJdc/zkT5mMZP7QU/s1600/DSC_0365+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwJI_I8izI/AAAAAAAAJdc/zkT5mMZP7QU/s400/DSC_0365+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-8818116744249625844?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/04/city-tour-em-lima-peru.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwHvmCzmlI/AAAAAAAAJcU/S9eVMzPhCfM/s72-c/DSC_0364+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-5035468398402257793</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 23:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-18T20:51:05.635-03:00</atom:updated><title>A  Ajuda do Jorge em Lima</title><description>Quando contatei o grupo do yahoo Maxitrail, do qual faço parte, o Gilson (Guanaco Missioneiro) me indicou o Jorge, que pertence a um motoclube de Lima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwGDRTlGcI/AAAAAAAAJcI/DVyF-Zbyk0I/s1600/P4240005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwGDRTlGcI/AAAAAAAAJcI/DVyF-Zbyk0I/s400/P4240005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como ele vi o mecânico, o pneu, além de jantarmos por duas oportunidades, conhecendo assim a vida noturna de Lima. Acima, a foto juntamente com sua ex-namorada, uma brasileira que dá aulas de português em Lima. Obrigado pela acolhida Companheiro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-5035468398402257793?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/04/ajuda-do-jorge-em-lima.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwGDRTlGcI/AAAAAAAAJcI/DVyF-Zbyk0I/s72-c/P4240005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5795231601943488754.post-3904123745742567834</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Apr 2010 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-18T20:44:21.036-03:00</atom:updated><title>Lima - Peru - Subindo o Cerro de San Cristobal</title><description>Com a moto na concessionária e alguns dias livres em Lima, hospedado em Miraflores, fui ao centro (Plaza de Armas) subir o Cerro San Cristobal, de onde se observa toda a cidade de Lima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv-6golZJI/AAAAAAAAJbE/_lhFgfKOAds/s1600/DSC_0454+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv-6golZJI/AAAAAAAAJbE/_lhFgfKOAds/s400/DSC_0454+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os ônibus de Turismo saem a partir da Plaza de Armas, por 5 soles, ou seja, R$ 3,00. Isso mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_Sp8G5TI/AAAAAAAAJbM/9dsgcuLbXzI/s1600/DSC_0303+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_Sp8G5TI/AAAAAAAAJbM/9dsgcuLbXzI/s400/DSC_0303+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não sei se é programa de índio ou não, mas achei que valeu a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_cetdlFI/AAAAAAAAJbU/Z33rZKynR3o/s1600/DSC_0306+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_cetdlFI/AAAAAAAAJbU/Z33rZKynR3o/s400/DSC_0306+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_kQGnZ0I/AAAAAAAAJbc/6FydqcaSlWY/s1600/DSC_0279+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_kQGnZ0I/AAAAAAAAJbc/6FydqcaSlWY/s400/DSC_0279+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até estádio de touradas se observa lá de cima, apesar da névoa que cobre Lima ser uma característica da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_ueaXnlI/AAAAAAAAJbk/aVfBxEnz8aM/s1600/DSC_0280+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_ueaXnlI/AAAAAAAAJbk/aVfBxEnz8aM/s400/DSC_0280+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois visitei a Catedral, na qual se paga 10 soles. Valeu? Não saberia dizer, é bonitinha, mas nada diferente de outras catedrais mundo afora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_3QlHp-I/AAAAAAAAJbs/koMzOiVCszo/s1600/DSC_0253+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv_3QlHp-I/AAAAAAAAJbs/koMzOiVCszo/s400/DSC_0253+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwAAp82ABI/AAAAAAAAJb0/4VzIoSz2S-A/s1600/DSC_0249+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwAAp82ABI/AAAAAAAAJb0/4VzIoSz2S-A/s400/DSC_0249+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwAKmzAhmI/AAAAAAAAJb8/6jTmpS3jG9o/s1600/DSC_0259+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBwAKmzAhmI/AAAAAAAAJb8/6jTmpS3jG9o/s400/DSC_0259+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5795231601943488754-3904123745742567834?l=www.desventuras.org' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.desventuras.org/2010/04/lima-peru-subindo-o-cerro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Ramonpoa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OQ2QAgxVqMw/TBv-6golZJI/AAAAAAAAJbE/_lhFgfKOAds/s72-c/DSC_0454+%5B1600x1200%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
