We are still in Guatapé and after the Small Ring we decided to go again with Guatape Motos and ride around in a bigger circle and try another bike on the Colombian highway.

This time we hopped on a Yamaha Libero 125, that supported our journey with much more torque, so when we headed to El Peñol like before, we weren’t struggling that much uphill.

We went around the Piedra once more and headed towards Marinilla, which is a small town at the side of the highway and our only connection towards Medellín. The road itself was really beautiful with the curves suiting the 125cc bike. We passed by beautiful scenery and arrived to Marinilla with a big smile on our faces.

When we made it to the highway we realized there’s no way we could make our way towards El Santuario right away as construction here only allow one-way entry and we had to make a U-turn on the highway.

I wanted to test the bike a little bit so I signalled to my wife to hang on tight, and gave it full throttle. Of course it was unnecessary as the speedometer slowly started approaching the 80km/h sigh and topped at 83.

El Santuario is an even smaller town on the highway, but contrary to the others it’s filled with road signs to point you to the right direction.

We followed the road to Granada which seemed modern at first, but construction was missing in many places. We had a great time through the mountains with the beautiful valleys and rivers alongside us. I mentioned already how much I love those roads.

Granada is a pretty little authentic village in the antioquian mountains with a nice little church and a small Parque Principal at the center. We’ve seen some really amazing coffeeshops there, so it’s likely we are going to visit it again. If nothing else then for the cheese ice-cream on top of a fruit salad, that we heard is a traditional Colombian dessert.

We left Granada towards San Carlos and followed the road a couple kilometers more and to our big surprise there was a sign to return to Guatapé where we had to turn left. Our surprise was well founded as it was a dirt road. This would never happen in Europe, but that’s the beauty of this country. For the last 20-25 km we had the real off-road experience with dirt, mud, landslide, football sized rocks and a full-sized school bus on the road coming at us occupying wall-to-wall the road.

This dirt road joins to the small ring and we finished our tour on familiar road completing the trip way faster than the suggested duration.