The 'road' was marked as a highway on my map. In reality, it was a rutted cow path. Pushing the bike became impossible when the mountain ascent got steeper. Thankfully, a security guard with a horse rescued me and pulled me (and lowered me) over the mountain.
People are good. Jungle paths in Nicaragua are bad.
check it out: Part 1 of my journey to San Juan Del Sur, Nicaragua
Part 2 of my journey to San Juan Del Sur, Nicaragua
peace and tailwinds,
2 years spent teaching and riding around the world-- Teacherontwowheels.com