Setting out on a ten-day motorcycle tour with Xplorator, we geared up for an unforgettable ride across Peru. Our route was plotted, our CFMOTO 800MTs were revved, and our spirits were high with the promise of adventure. This wasn’t just any trip; it was the ‘Mystical Path’ tour, a name that promised mystery, excitement, raw adventure, and the kind of fun that only comes when you’re on two wheels.
We kicked off in the bustling streets of Lima, ready to tackle the traffic, the open roads, and everything in between. These bikes were more than just machines; they were our trusty companions through thick and thin, from sea level to the heights of the Andes. Our journey took us from the urban chaos to the serene heights of Machu Picchu, through the Sacred Valley, and back to the heart of Peru’s rich culture in Lima.
It was a trip that tested our stamina and filled our hearts with the raw beauty of Peru. Every day brought a new landscape, a new challenge, and a new story to tell. From the stunning sunsets in the desert to the winding roads of the highlands, we lived the kind of moments that make you feel alive. And as we wrapped up each day, whether it was with a glass of wine or a plate of Peru’s finest cuisine, we knew we were living the adventure we’d always dreamed of.
So, grab your helmet and join us as we take you through the highs and lows, the turns, and straightaways of our incredible Peruvian motorcycle journey.
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Day 1: The Kickoff from Lima to the Dunes of Paracas
With the early morning hustle of Lima behind us, our group of eight on six CFMOTO 800MT bikes hit the road, geared up for the ‘Mystical Path’ tour. Cutting through the notorious traffic of Carretera Panamericana tested our reflexes, but the CFMOTO 800MT’s agility shone through, getting us out of the city mess with ease.
A pit stop at a renowned beef joint gave us the chance to relax and refuel before we hit the road again. As the day ended, we were treated to the stunning view of a desert sunset — the perfect backdrop for our rugged bikes. Our first night was spent in Paracas, loosening with some good wine, good company, and great conversations about our first day on the South American roads.
Day 2: Nazca Lines from Above and Twisting Roads to Puquio
The next morning was less about the ride and more about the flight. Over Nazca, we soared in a Cessna, eyeing the ancient lines from a bird’s perspective. It was a mix of awe and mystery up there — not everyone’s stomach agreed with the altitude, but the views were worth it.
Back on solid ground, we were eager to grab the handlebars of our CFMOTO 800MTs again. The ‘Road of a Thousand Curves’ was our playground, and our bikes handled it like a dream, taking on tight turns and steep climbs with power and precision. Our journey through the desert concluded as we entered the Andean altitudes, ending our day in the mountain village of Puquio.
Here, at over 3,000 meters, we got a real taste of the highlands and a hint of the challenges of altitude dizziness. But the evening was all about enjoying the local vibe and getting ready for the next leg of our journey.
Day 3: The Ascent to Abancay – A Ride Above the Clouds
Breaking camp in Puquio, we were ready for the winding ascent towards Abancay. This leg of our journey with Xplorator promised a six-hour communion with the CFMOTO 800MT and the Andean altitudes. As we navigated the mountain roads, each turn brought us closer to the sky, the 800MT’s engine proving reliable and robust, even as the air grew thinner.
Halfway through, we hit a milestone at 4,000 meters. Here, we paused, not just to catch our breath but to soak in the grandeur of the Andes. It was a moment of pure motorcycle touring bliss—clear skies, endless mountains, and the thrill of being on top of the world.
A highlight of the day was a spontaneous off-road detour in pursuit of the elusive vicuñas, graceful inhabitants of these highlands. Our CFMOTO 800MTs, versatile and rugged, took to the task eagerly. The sighting was a rare treat, a nod from the wild to our band of Xplorers.
As evening approached, we rolled into Abancay, a place where the mountains meet the city. Here, we indulged in the local culinary offerings, the flavours as rich and varied as our day’s journey. Over glasses of wine, we traded stories—each twist in the road, each vicuña sighting, and every moment that reminded us why we ride.
The day reinforced our shared passion for adventure and the CFMOTO 800MT that carried us through. In Abancay, we found not just rest but a shared sense of anticipation for the roads ahead.
Day 4: The Road to Cusco – Cliffs, Canyons, and Rugged Terrain
Leaving Abancay behind, we steered our CFMOTO 800MTs onto the challenging paths of the Andes. This day promised an adrenaline rush with its sharp canyons and high mountain passes, and our bikes were more than up for the task.
The journey to Cusco was a rollercoaster of terrains. We tackled everything from 50% gravel roads to not-so-light rain conditions at 4,000 meters. These circumstances tested our skills and the CFMOTO 800MT’s capabilities, but these bikes were built for such challenges, and as our Xplorators mentioned, were also extremely well-equipped (ABS helped a lot). Navigating through mud and clay, and handling both wet and dry asphalt, the 800MTs impressed us with their unwavering reliability.
The narrow, quiet roads allowed us to truly engage with the landscape, uninterrupted but thoroughly challenged. The highlight of the day was riding through the rain, transforming our path into a slippery test of skill. It was a moment where the CFMOTO 800MTs truly shone, showcasing their exceptional handling in even the most demanding conditions.
Reaching Cusco was a milestone. The city, once the capital of the Inca Empire and now a UNESCO World Heritage Site, welcomed us with its rich history and cultural depth. Our hotel offered a stunning view of the city at 3,600 meters. Thanks to the previous days acclimating in the Andes, altitude was no longer a concern, allowing us to fully enjoy an evening stroll to Plaza del Armas, the heart of Cusco. The day concluded with laughter and dinner, a perfect end to a memorable ride.
Day 5: Discovering the Heart of Cusco
On our fifth day, we took a well-deserved break from the saddle to explore the depths of Cusco’s rich history and culture. It was a day for our CFMOTO 800MTs to rest as we delved into the city’s mystic vibes.
Our first stop was Sacsayhuaman, an imposing Inca fortress with walls that tell tales of a bygone era. Wandering through these ancient ruins, we were captivated by stories of the Inca civilization and their enduring legacy. It was a walk-through time, each stone echoing the grandeur of a lost empire.
The journey through Cusco’s heritage took a delicious turn with a visit to a local chocolate museum. Here, we indulged in the rich flavors of famous Peruvian chocolate, a treat that added a sweet note to our cultural exploration.
The evening unfolded in a relaxed ambiance, savouring a glass of wine as we recounted the adventures of our journey so far. Cusco, with its blend of history, mystery, and culinary delights, provided the perfect setting for our day off the bikes. This pause in one of the world’s most incredible cities was not just a break in our journey but a rich, immersive experience in the heart of the Peruvian spirit.
Day 6: One day Triple Thrill Journey: From Cusco to Aguas Calientes by Motorbike, Car, and Scenic Train
Mounting our CFMOTO 800MTs once again, we left Cusco with fresh memories and a newfound appreciation for its charm. But before hitting the road, we made a strategic pit stop at a local moto shop. Here, we embarked on a mini shopping spree for lift straps – a purchase whose purpose would soon become clear. This was also a great opportunity to brush up on our Spanish and negotiation skills, successfully securing a good deal and squeezing our new gear into the limited spare space left in our moto cases, packed with essentials for our adventures. Challenge accepted!
Today’s ride, though shorter in distance (at least on two wheels), was rich in authentic sightseeing experiences. We cruised through the Sacred Valley, an area steeped in history and spiritual significance. The landscape around us was a tapestry of Andean beauty and Inca heritage, leading us to Urubamba.
A quick stop and a swift change from biker to traveler mode was in order, as we swapped our motorcycles for a car ride to Ollantaytambo. This ancient Inca town, known for its impressive archaeological site, was our gateway to the next leg of our adventure – a train journey to Machu Picchu.
The train ride was nothing short of magical, offering panoramic views and an immersive experience into the heart of the Andes. It was a journey that reminded us of the diverse beauty of Peru.
Our day concluded in Aguas Calientes, just as the sun set behind the mountains. Here, we enjoyed a laid-back dinner, eagerly anticipating the adventure awaiting us at the…you might have already guessed: legendary Machu Picchu.
Day 7: Seventh-Day Serendipity: Among the Seven Wonders at Machu Picchu
The anticipation of visiting Machu Picchu made waking up at 5 am feel like a privilege rather than a chore. This legendary Inca city, perched between cloud-draped mountains, has been an object of wonder since its public revelation over a century ago. As we walked the paths once trodden by ancient Incas, the mystique of Machu Picchu enveloped us entirely.
Our tour guide, William, brimming with knowledge and good vibes, unveiled the impressive history of this architectural marvel, always with a smile on his face and a good joke well prepared in advance. We learned about its discovery, its purpose, and the ingenious engineering that allowed it to remain hidden and intact for centuries. Laughter and amazement were our constant companions as we absorbed the stories of a civilization that thrived in these mountains.
The enchantment of the ruins was matched by the simple pleasure of enjoying what might just be the world’s best chicken sandwich against the backdrop of the ancient city. Real-life pleasures at their finest while with Xplorator! Right?! The view of Machu Picchu, with its terraces and temples, added an extraordinary flavor to our meal and intensified our now so-called vivid memories of the best experiences from our two-wheeled expedition in the conquest of the real Peruvian mysticism. Found it? Maybe…Will be using this uncertainty to be back looking for it again? For sure! So Peru, get ready, ‘cause we’re already hearing the engines roaring in need of a new adventure.
Moving forward…
As the day waned, we bid farewell to this New World Wonder and boarded the train back to Ollantaytambo. The journey back was a time of reflection on the incredible experiences of the day. Once in Urubamba, we settled in, allowing the experiences of our day at Machu Picchu to sink in fully. It was a perfect conclusion to an extraordinary chapter in our Mystical Path Journey.
Day 8: Off-Road Epilogue in the Sacred Valley
On our last day with the CFMOTO 800MTs, we decided to truly test our mettle. We left the paved roads behind and took to the dirt tracks for a rugged journey back to Cusco. Our route was raw and unfiltered, offering us the full glory of the Sacred Valley as a panoramic feast for our eyes. It was a blend of dust, laughter, and the thrill of adventure — the Sacred Valley sprawling below us.
Once back in Cusco, we used our lift straps to load the bikes, a nod to the foresight of our earlier shopping trip. After shedding our riding gear for the last time, we prepped for our return flight to Lima. Our farewell to Cusco was bittersweet, the city’s wonders now etched in our memory.
Days 9 and 10: Culinary Delights and Lima’s Farewell
Hello again, Lima! Our adventure shifted from adrenaline-fueled to flavor infused. Lima’s cultural diversity truly shines through its culinary scene. We first treated ourselves to some of the finest sushi in Peru, proof of the city’s gastronomic range. Had lunch over the ocean (literally) at one of the most emblematic restaurants “La Rosa Nautica” – a place that became some sort of a basecamp for Xplator, then, for our grand finale, we dined at Mayta. This renowned Peruvian restaurant, celebrated for its innovative dishes crafted from locally sourced ingredients, which offered us a taste of Peru’s rich agricultural heritage.
Last but not least: Departure with a Heart Full of Peru and Xplorator
Our final day marked the end of an epic journey. It was a day of goodbyes, as we packed our bags with souvenirs and hearts packed with memories. The flights home were bittersweet, as we left behind the land that had offered us so much. Thanks to CFMOTO and Xplorator, we return with a lifetime’s worth of intense memories, stories to tell, and a deep desire to one day (as soon as possible) return to the Peruvian landscapes that tested and enthralled us in equal measure.
Xplorator – Creating Memories
As the dust settles on our Peruvian journey, the roads we’ve traversed on our CFMOTO 800MTs resonate with stories, the echoes of our laughter, and the shared silence of awe. From the urban pulse of Lima to the sacred silence of Machu Picchu, every mile added a new layer to our adventure, a new depth to our camaraderie, and a new respect for the bike that was our stalwart companion.
We’ve tasted the diversity of Peru, from the finest wines and gourmet dishes at Mayta to the raw authenticity of street-side ceviche and empanadas. Our experiences spanned the spectrum from the luxury of coastal resorts to the earthy comfort of mountain village inns. This journey was not just about the places we saw but also about the tastes, the sounds, the smells, and the touch of the wind as we cut through valleys and ascended mountains.
In closing, this trip with Xplorator was more than just a tour; it was a full-sensory plunge into a land of contrasts and wonders. It was a test of our riding mettle and an affirmation of the CFMOTO 800MT’s robust character. As we fly back to our different corners of the world, we carry with us more than souvenirs; we carry a piece of Peru, etched into our hearts and vibrant in our memories.
Until the next adventure, we ride the trails of our minds, replaying each moment of laughter, each challenge overcome, and each sunset that colored the Andean sky. The journey may have ended, but the stories, the friendships, and the spirit of ‘The Mystical Path’ will continue to ride on.
Our epic 1700 km Peru Tour: Adventure, Culture and Thrills!
The sights, sounds, memories, and golden moments when a CFMOTO 800MT makes exploration through the heart of Peru and some of the essential flavour of South America truly unforgettable.
What better test? Sure, impassable mountains, deep rivers and terrible roads would have tried every motorcyclist’s patience and skills but the opportunity to delve into the ‘alma’ of Peru with the 800MT and digest the joy of exploration involves much more than a kickass trial of hardware. In fact, the best thing about our two-week, 3000-mile trek was the sheer diversity of what we saw, smelt, tasted and rode around, over, and alongside. Who we spoke with, who we laughed with. The times when we were slightly worried and others when we hoped the clock would just stop.
City scanning…
Thanks to the Xplorator scheme and the chance for a real sample of CFMOTO ADVENTURE, Peru beckoned. We started in Lima and the buzz of a city of contrasts: of decay to decadence, from intensity to tranquillity, a view of the Pacific, and the promise of parties to unbelievable poverty.
Riding through small ‘barrios’ was both enlightening and difficult but something about the vibe and the smiles from kids who waved at us helped take away the edge. The 800MT was agile and easy to glide around the potholes and big changes in the tarmac roads (a 16kg chassis will do that) and, wow, the traffic! The only reassuring factor of filtering this way and that way through some of the chaos was the feeling that drivers were used to bikes! Some made room, others knew to have a look when changing lanes. We threaded through a few touristy zones and the architecture on display was jaw-dropping. The Plaza de Armas, Lima Cathedral, and the Monastery of San Francisco drawing any-and-all attention away from the MT’s wide and bright TFT display and route guidance.
Street stalls and food wagons, impromptu music and people watching the world go by: Lima cruising was by no means a breeze but the proximity of life, culture, and craziness started to feel distant already as we parked and spent the night in the Miraflores district knowing that the north beckoned the next morning.
Day in the Desert…
The Pan American highway, a route that runs from one tip of the globe to the other – the world’s longest travelable trajectory – was like an open carpet for our group and the small squad of 800MTs. The Pacific hugged our left shoulders, and the Andes Mountain range the right. Although it was tempting to lower the revs and enjoy the sweeps of the road, this was the chance to open up the 800MT throttle and try that Cruise Control. Deep breaths of sea air, sometimes occasional mist and a stiff breeze increased the feeling that this was a trek, an experience, and a joy, rather than a case of hammering from ‘A to B’.
We headed more inland and soon got a feel for the heat and isolation of the desert landscape. The temperatures increased and the dust got thicker on our riding gear. Passing through the ancient lost city of Caral – one of the oldest in the world with an estimated history of some 5000 years – was a stark reminder of how briefly and quickly we each inhabit this planet. It was humbling…but at the same time motivating to make even more of our excursion!
Going Green…
The third stage of our journey saw us move through some of Peru’s fantastically diverse topography and ecoclimates. Desert, rocks, and dust became forest, greenery, and more rugged hilly ways. The mountains became taller, the routes narrower. The humidity surged. The 800MT’s torque and horsepower came into good use here, as did the ergonomics because standing up on the pegs was more of a necessity at points.
We lost some of the epic feel and scope of the desert but it was not long before we felt on the edge of the Amazon (basin) and not far from a jungle setting. It was remarkable to remember only a few days previously we’d been in the dizzying mass of Lima.
The riding became more varied, and I was happy with the 800 MT’s snappy throttle response but also aspects like the large and effective windscreen and adjustable suspension, which I softened with a few clicks. The highlight was undoubtedly Gocta Falls (only recently discovered as one of the highest waterfalls in the world) and the crashing mass of water again made more than one of us feel small and insignificant! The path to the northeast of the Andes meant we arrived at Chachapoyas and another ancient city: Kuelap. Perched on a hill on the left bank of the Urubamba River, at an altitude of 3000 meters, Kuelap was the political center of the Chachapoyas culture. Often referred to as the ‘Machu Picchu of the North’, it predated the Inca civilization by more than six centuries.
A few times the clouds and visibility as well as the climate meant it was challenging and slow-going to ride. I was more than grateful for the bike’s ‘adventure’ capabilities and versatility; it just kept motoring, even through the mud that ran down roads and over our wheel rims. I was glad to reach our accommodation and get some rest.
Into the dark…
Lots of tunnels; a few in pitch black and not feeling 100% safe! Talk about adrenaline, and the bike’s LED lights worked a charm in this environment. The imposing mountainsides and the sensation that some of it might come crumbling down added a little extra urgency as we continued to climb. The 800MT’s saddle was a familiar friend by now.
We rode through the perilous and magnificent Canon del Pato, entering the Cordillera Blanca; the highest tropical mountain range in the world and the location of the most beautiful mountains in South America. The raging Santa River cuts through these peaks, forming steep canyons where rushing water carves rock formations at the base.
Eventually, we made it to Laguna 69, a glacier lake situated at an altitude of 4,600 meters. To see it was to believe it. A mirror view of a snowy peak, and water so blue it didn’t seem real. Who placed this large ‘painting’ in front of us?! ‘White’ was a dominant color here because we were close to Huascaran the tallest mountain in Peru. A ride from 800 to 5000m was one of the most exhilarating journeys on two-wheels; something you won’t forget and also unsure if you’d quickly repeat!
Jungle sounds
The final phase of our ‘Wild North’ tour gave some justification to the ‘wild’ part of the title. The 5N highway took us downwards and further and deeper into the jungle. Dense foliage made the roads like a different kind of tunnel. The town of Tarapoto was an oasis in all this greenery; a place where birds felt at home as much as the normal residents! As night fell, the entire jungle was enveloped in a red sunset glow, adding a touch of mystery to the surroundings.
It was time to briefly park the well-weathered 800MT. The bike had not skipped a single beat despite the bashing from the elements and the ridiculous range of altitude. We were leaving two-wheel power for waterpower! A river rafting experience was a new kind of buzz! I have to admit I preferred the control of my bike compared to the bounce of the gushing river current (and the rocks were sometimes a bit too close for comfort!) but it was still another cool experience on a long list.
The jungle climes and the magical charm of Tarapoto is where the two-week glide through Peru came to an end. Apart from the riding we slept, we ate, we drank, talked, and made new friends. The bond of seeing and living and riding every day cut through any social awkwardness. Sometimes you just wanted to share what you’d been through: the near misses on the road where a last-minute swerve of a rock or a hole saved the day, the weird monkey you’d spotted in a tree, the reptile you were convinced was going to run under your wheel. The heat, the wind, the hard work, the cruise. This was another affirming part of the adventure. It just wouldn’t have had the same impact if I was alone. Peru penetrates your heart and absorbing it like this marks your soul.
Fellow traveler, Andrei couldn’t have summed it up better. “This was a trip I was hyped about for two years,” he says. “The sunsets, the roads, the waterfalls, the people we met, and the ones I rode with. Plus let’s not forget how great the MT was! All the memories are vivid.”
When’s the next ride?
