Adventures of YB125 in Brazil. Part 11

The second year of motorcycle travel in South America on a motorcycle Yamaha YB125 is coming to an end. We go further. In this story, we are approaching the borders of Brazil and Bolivia. By tradition, today there will be many stories and photos. Let's go!

No... Brazil can't be boring!

From observations of the Brazilians: in the evenings on the roads in 5-10 km from the settlements there are many people running around unreasonably. Who can not run - they walk. All are in sportswear, age does not matter. Just along the slopes. Where there are no asphalt roads, walk-run along the primer.

We again fell into the power of rains on the very edge of the Brazilian Plateau, and here, as it should be on the edge - the plateau is covered with canyons and ridges, which are cut off by plumb bows, and dozens of waterfalls fall into the valleys.
Every day, local residents relish the dangers - floods, rising water level in rivers, flooded areas, puddles and especially slippery stones! This is very funny, because rumors, as is usually the case, greatly "embellish" reality.

You are walking here, like in a botanical garden, in which a collection of flora from an unknown continent is collected: some dinosaur tree-like ferns, there are three kinds of parrots, one of which is a blue-yellow macaw. But they, as usual, are beautiful, noisy and elusive. We learned in Colombia: if you see a macaw, don't try to take the camera! The photos will not come out and you will not have time to watch it, just stop - you will win.

To be continued...!