060718 - The World's Most Dangerous Road

As we are getting up early for the hopefully exciting MTB-Downhill experience I still feel more than funny in my stomach and my head keeps ringing like St.Paul's Cathedral's bell. But we have the tickets and there is no return now. As we have to be at the meeting point at 7:30am which is a few blocks down from our hostal we hope to get some breakfast that is supposed to be available as early as 7am. But it turns out that the cook gets to the kitchen around that time - so there is actually somebody there, but breakfast is only to be prepared now. We wait about 15min and as we do not see any bread, marmelade nor coffee turning up, we decided to go to the meeting point. There are already more than 50 people waiting and as it turns out we are three groups this day, each compiled of around 20 anxious first-time WMDR-drivers.

As pictures say more than 1,000 words now I'll let them speak:

Well, from my personal impression, it was a fun ride but could have been a little bit more "dangerous". Our guides took really care of us and there was never a real dangerous situation.

The final destination though, Coroico, was said to be really laid back. And it was. So we decided early to remain there a few days, see how we would like it and eventually extend our stay there.