Today I take a trip to visit David Vilca and Tedacio Mamani and get thinking more about the future of Bolivian coffee.

This trip has caused much thinking, and heres my monologue

So today I’m in the same place for 24 hours. No cars, no planes, no mountain bikes sitting in a lovely lab cupping lovely coffees. But still time to think and still time to worry about the star of Bolivian coffee.

and worry I do, we could be witnessing the permanent decline of Bolivian coffee. One that can not be fixed by paying more or throwing money at it, but one that needs something much more powerful. Advice and help and guidance. But as always we hopefully have a solution and I talk about that here.

A little later than I might of hoped, but the one thing about Bolivia is the internet sucks. I’m living my life through a gprs signal, and downloading an email takes 5 mins, let alone uploading g some audio. but we are here, it has nothing to do with coffee, but a little to do with Bolivia.

Day three of my travel diary sees me in Tarqui in Huila Colombia and visiting one of the finest farmers we buy from any where. Alexis Trujillo owns just one hector of land, which means he produces around 10-12 bags a year in total. I wanted to see how a small producer can make a farm so small work.