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On April 16 th , a magnitude 7.8 earthquake struck Ecuador’s northern coast, near the city of Muisne.
Tremors were felt throughout the entire country as well, and into Colombia and Peru. However, Ecuador’s rural coastal areas have been the hardest-hit by the disaster, and have proved difficult to access for relief efforts.
There have been over 700 casualties reported since the day of the earthquake, rendering this the worst natural disaster the country has seen in more than 40 years. Aftershocks remained a concern in the days following the incident as well. In addition to the tragic number of deaths, at least 16,000 people have sustained injuries related to the earthquake.
Nearly 30,000 people have been displaced from their homes as a result. Access to basic necessities has been severely impaired; many are left without clean water sources or even government aid, as many of the more remote impacted areas are too dangerous for relief vehicles to navigate.
To combat this crisis, PEDAL for Change is raising money to purchase water filters to be personally delivered to areas affected by but left stranded due to the recent earthquake. Each filter costs $150;
PEDAL is hoping to purchase and deliver 500 of them as soon as possible.
If you would like to donate as an individual or as a group (class, organization, workplace, etc), please visit out youcaring campaign page at https://www.youcaring.com/survivors-of-the-ecuador-earthquake-557792
Any type of donation, large or small, is urgent and welcome. Thank you for your support–please check back for more updates as this project develops.
Biking in Ecuador—Starting in Quito. By Les Liman.
To celebrate the Dia de Los Difumitos (the Day of the Dead) we decided to partake in the long held Quito tradition of eating Guagua or dead babies. The guagua was a sub roll baked in the shape of a baby’s torso and head. Drawn on the bread with red and green cake decoration were hands, feet, a face and a smile. A colado morado or “purple strain” was served in a glass to symbolize the blood, and I tore the baby’s head off, covered it in the blood, and swallowed. Yummm. Think chunks of challah dipped in a warm fruit berry smoothie. The rest of my lunch in the La Ronda section of town included Aji, a spicy orange sauce that Linda will remember from our first trip Ecuador, and stewed goat meat (a first for me) with rice. Four bucks.
Bob Weiss and Rod Morgan are my bike tour companions here, guided by Bob’s twenty-nine year old daughter Rayna, who has been living in Quito for 3 years. She launched the non-profit “Pedal for Change” that takes teenagers on volunteer service and bike touring trips in this country of fourteen million. We three guys, somewhat beyond teenage years, did a city cycling tour led by Rayna on Tuesday; that was followed by her leading a delightful Yoga session for us and others (her early class was in Spanish, ours in English) at her apartment/yoga studio/bike storage facility. Then Luis, a yoga class participant, gave salsa lessons, and as more of Rayna’s friends arrived, it became a beer and barbecue party. Dinner was served at 11pm. Yes, we stayed up that late.
Today we drove out of the city at 7am in the tour van, and by 9 we were on our mountain bikes riding 86k mostly down (with one 20k climb and a few shorter ones thrown in) from a mountain pass near Quito at 3200 meters, all the way to the jungle/rain forest climate at 600 meters on the first leg of our ride to the sea. The gravel, rocky roads were rough on the shoulders, tush and hands (for braking), and we stopped to stretch out from time to time. The frequent roadside homes and villages have chickens, perhaps the greatest risk for a cycling disaster. At the sound (or view—how well do chickens see or hear?) of our bikes they ran—fast—in one direction or another in a comical feathered long gait and rush to safety. My strategy was to aim for the bird knowing it would rush off from wherever it currently stood (Why did the chicken cross the road?…). I also know why urban keepers of chickens are not permitted to have roosters in American cities—here they get started with their wake-up calls at 4am.
We are spending the night at Alphonso’s indigenous (the Tsachila people) ecological reserve that grows plantain, yucca, banana, papaya, and corn. It is called Bua. Alphonso sports close cropped hair on the sides and longer, red painted hair on top. The color comes from Achote, and nut that grows in bunches on a tree. You crack the nut and little berries inside drip the red-orange dye. The paint dries like glue and looks real weird, but is traditional, Alphonso tells us. I’ll send a photo.
We three guys headed to the river for a skinny dip bath (not a pretty site) and to wash some clothes. The accommodations are “rustic”; basically outdoor with 3 inch mattresses on an elevated board, tree stumps for end tables and stools (bordering on luxurious), mosquito nets, and a shed roof in case it rains, which it did (I hope my clothes dry by tomorrow at noon when we leave for more riding).
Today we left Sinchi Warmi. It was very emotional, and there were a
lot of sad faces. We took a group picture, and then left for a new
adventure. We biked 40km over steep and rocky roads. It was a little
warm, but the scenery was gorgeous – at times we could even see a
distant volcano wrapped in clouds. I also saw a line of ants carrying
When we got to the end of the biking, we all thought we had to hike to
a campsite and set up tents. But the leaders were joking, and we
actually had a surprise boat ride to an ecolodge that was really nice.
The group played guitar around the campfire and we napped on our porch
with a hammock. It was a fun and relaxing day!
A blog from Noah Zedeck ’16, in Ecuador! 4/15/14
The people at Sinchi Warmi have put us to work! We have done some
challenging work, but it has been satisfying.
After our usual 7:45 breakfast, we climbed into the back of a truck to
go collect rocks at the beach for the path that we our building here.
After piling an enormous pile on the beach, we had to make a line and
throw the rocks to each other to get them up a hill. Once over the
hill, we again had to toss them down a line to get them to the road.
After that, we put them in the truck, brought them back, unloaded
them, and put them on the path. Not only was this tiring, but the
Amazon is extremely humid so we were drenched in sweat. Working with
the locals has been fun. Additionally, when we returned from our last
beach collection, we were greeted with a heap of fresh sandwiches made
with local breads and South America’s traditional “queso fresco,” or
fresh cheese. We also had the opportunity to try Inca Cola, a popular
South American soda that tastes like bubblegum. After our work, we got
to relax and learned how to make traditional Kichuan bracelets with
some of the local women.
Our group has been great, as we all get along and make the most of
every situation. I am excited to spend a few more days here, and I
will be very sad to leave the people here that I have grown so close
Adventures in the Rainforest
Biking to Santo Domingo with Pedal for Change
As I observed the T’sachila shaman cleanse the soul of one of my friend somewhere within the Ecuadorian rainforest, I layed back in my hammock and enjoyed the mysticality of the moment. I realized how eye-opening, impromptu and magical traveling can be.
I never would have thought I would spend my weekend visiting an indigenous community in the Ecuadorian rainforest. My roomate heard about the trip through an acquaintance a few days before. We didn’t know much about Pedal for Change then or what it stood for, but we’re always ready for an adventure in Ecuador. We quickly read through the travel information and jointly agreed : “¿Porque no?”
At 5 am on Saturday morning, I wondered if we had made the right choice. Should we have stayed in Quito for the weekend and gone out in la Mariscal? Half-asleep we made our way to the Velodrome where we met our guide and the rest of our group. Reina, the founder of Pedal for Change, welcomed us with a bag full of food. She knows how to make friends. After a gorgeous 2 hour car ride west of Quito, we stopped in a tiny village up in the mountains. Helmets on, water bottles full, cameras ready, we mounted our bikes and headed down the road. I don’t think it can rightfully be called a road, it was more of a rocky dirty path where you cross the occasional cow and beat-up truck with a trunk full of kids hitching a ride up to the next village. At first, I was focused on trying to figure out the gears on my bike and trying to avoid falling off a 20 foot cliff, but as I relaxed, the beauty of the scenery hit me. Traveling by bike let’s you see and discover so much more. This road was barely accessible by car, we never would have been able to experience this view otherwise. As we rode down the environment started changing; waterfalls started appearing and the trees grew bigger and greener. I took more than a few breaks to take pictures of the breathtaking nature, and also to rest my hands. Brakes and rocky roads are not my friends. After two hours of downhill we started our 9km ascent. I pedaled through, the voice of my spin instructor in the back of my head urging me to keep going. Except this time the reward at the end of the hill was greater than at any of my spin classes: the most amazing sandwiches I had had in Ecuador served with a gorgeous view of the misty valley.
Bellies full, we rode down the hill for another two hours before reaching Santo Domingo. Strangely our hands hurt more than our legs after our 6 hour ride, blame it on the bumpy downhill once again. After a quick nap in the car, our group finally reached the T’sachila community where we would spend the night. The T’sachilas are a famous indigenous group in Ecuador due to their tradition of painting their hair red with achote. After receiving a warm welcome from the community and a delicious meal, the leader, Alfonso, spoke to us about his community. The young go where the money is, many are leaving behind their indigenous culture in favour of modern lifestyles. He shared with us the importance he is placing on tourism to help the community succeed financially and to revive his culture. He invited a local shaman to practice a cleansing ceremony for us. Curiously, with candles providing the only source of light, we observed him chanting in T’safiki, agitating palm tree leaves to the sky and spitting out an unknown liquid. “Who wants to be cleansed” said Alfonso. We all looked at each other with a mixture of amusement, curiosity and fear of the unknown. Sebastian, one of the guides, was the first brave volunteer. Waving leaves, hitting rocks over his head and chanting, the shaman cleansed his soul. When asked for other volunteers I quickly put my hand up. Getting my soul cleansed by a shaman in Ecuador, “¿Porque no!?”. I’m not an overly spiritual person but as the shaman was practicing the ceremony I felt a different kind of energy, my mind was relaxed and I was solely focused on myself. It was a moment of meditation and appreciation. Maybe this feeling was born out of the mix of the sounds of rainforest, the warmth of the people and the thrill of the ride.
After falling asleep to sounds of drums coming from the other side of the forest (I imagined them to be tribal drums but I’m about 100% it was some kind of rave), we woke up in the early morning and floated down the river on a raft we found by the shore. Our breakfast consisted of fresh passion fruit, homemade pan de Yuca and instant coffee ( a must in Ecuador). Alfonso told us we had to catch our own lunch, after a good laugh we realized he was serious. We went down to the river and the men showed us their traditional fishing method. Before lunch, Alfonso’s friend demonstrated how he painted his hair with achote. A couple of the girls got streaks in their hair, maybe we’ll get the hairstyle trending in Canada! After eating the fish we helped catch and chewing on fresh cacao, we had to pack our bags and head back to Quito. I was ready to rent out a hammock, live off cacao beans and spend another week in this paradise. Throughout the trip I kept thinking about how lucky I was to experience this epic scenery and to learn about the T’schila culture.
This Pedal for Change trip has by far been my favourite experience in Ecuador so far, I wholeheartedly recommend it to anyone who wishes to go on a life changing adventure. I mean this NGO combines all of my favourite pastimes: traveling, cycling and volunteering. What is there not to love about it? This trip has inspired me to get more into biking and to plan biking trips during my travels around the world. Because I truly believe in Reina’s cause, I’m now volunteering for Pedal to encourage other students to experience Ecuador in a sustainable and culturally-enriching manner.
Hopefully you’ll join Reina on an adventure soon! The road is waiting for you.
University of Victoria student
Pedal for Change website: http://pedalforchange.org/
There is absolutely no doubt that Ecuador is on the pro-bikers radar as some of the most epic single-track downhill trails in the world. Bike Magazine journalists, Brice Minnigh, and a group of pro riders headed down to Ecuador to check out the scene. Within the group, Wade Simmions, known as the godfather of freeride mountain biking, ripped up the trails with a group of locals known as the cockroaches.
“We had come to this country to experience the astonishing range of ecosystems–from glacial Andean volcanoes and high-altitude deserts to lush rain forests—and of course, to shred some of South America’s sickest singletrack,” explains Minnigh. As the group explored the country north to south, the locals (and I would like to include myself in this category) grew ever more hopeful and confident that Ecuador will become a model of bike adventure and activism.
PEDAL is right on board with the bike pros. We have created four epic short bike expeditions that do not only explore some of the most incredible landscapes in Ecuador, but pairs cycling with once in a lifetime cross-cultural experience. Through community service, Pedal expedition members work and live within small rural societies. We believe that if Ecuador is giving us these amazing opportunities to explore it’s rich scenery, then the least we can do is give back.
Imagine descending from high Andean volcanoes through cloud forests, banana plantations and the spray of waterfalls to end your day eating dinner with the indigenous Tsachilas community. After a night’s rest in the village, you wake up with your group to work on planting community gardens to help keep the village sustainable. We do what the pros do, but add a touch more!
Check out our expedtions at:
We have added bike maps of every route we plan to explore. For maps, just scroll down to the bottom of the page of the expedition that you are checking out. For example:
What makes you happy? A question that many seek to understand and fulfill. However, is there a universal answer? Can we actually tap into the qualities that fill people’s lives with joy? Absolutely! I have recently watched a documentary entitled “Happy” that explores these very questions. Based on research, this documentary delves into people’s lives across the world to discover the ingredients for happiness.
The documentary takes viewers on a journey from the bayous of Lousiana to the deserts of Namibia. Brazilians, Japanesse, Northern Europeans and Indians are featured in the film. Exploring the secrets behind this valued emotion, the researchers discover that our extrinsic values or goals such as money, image and status seem to be misinterpreted qualities of happiness. In fact, these goals do not make up the ingredients of happiness at all. Those of us who are dedicated to personal growth, relationships and our desire to help are the happiest. Our interdependence with each other and nature create circumstances to be sublimely happy. Amsterdam, statistically one of the most happy cities in the world, has more community living options than many other cities. CO-OPS are very common and several locals choose to live where meals, common areas and recreation is shared among all the residents. Researchers have linked high quality of life with communal living.
As I watched the documentary, I realized that the intrinsic goals that people set for themselves are PEDAL’s very own principles. The three intrinsic goals are 1) Personal Growth, 2) Developing relationships with others and 3) Desire to help. If what makes people happy align with PEDAL For Change’s mission and principles, I would say that we are off to a pretty good start. Through our adventures, PEDAL has come to believe that sharing, living simply, and being sustainable will be more environmentally friendly and will substantially affect people’s happiness. Participating in group activities, sharing bicycle adventures, and living and working in foreign communities are all the ingredients mentioned on the list. As I sit down and ponder our goals and mission, I am amazed how everything seems to be connected and that what is good for our earth is also good for us.