Bolivia, a dusty ride
For weeks now, or probably months, we’ve been cycling through desert like landscapes, I can hardly remember the last tree we’ve seen! It’s time for green, time for trees, time for birds. We are on our way to Santa Cruz!
The places where we have cycled.
For weeks now, or probably months, we’ve been cycling through desert like landscapes, I can hardly remember the last tree we’ve seen! It’s time for green, time for trees, time for birds. We are on our way to Santa Cruz!
Cycling the Laguna route in South West Bolivia; from San Pedro de Atacama in Chile to Uyuni in Bolivia. Crossing multiple high altitude passes, pushing our bikes through deep sand, freezing nights (-21 degrees Celsius!!), the amazing Salar de Uyuni… a must see!
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
“Hmmmm….”
The icy winds are slamming into my face, my lips are split, my toes are freezing cold and at over 4600 meter I am pushing my heavily loaded bicycle through deep sand.. I can’t see the beauty anymore. I’m alone with my thoughts…
San Pedro de Atacama is a chill place to be with its adobe houses and nice restaurants. It’s here, that we meet Myles for the first time! And, it’s here we meet our New Caledonian friends JB and Marion again! The four of us decide to rent a car for a day and do a little siteseeing in the area. Here’s a short photo essay of what the San Pedro de Atacama area has to offer… enjoy!
One book closes, the other one opens. We say farewell to beautiful Argentina and look back at this amazing country with a lot of joy. Farewell Argentina, farewell Pomelo!
Watch us work hard to cross the Andean mountain passes between Chile and Argentina; Paso San Francisco and Paso Sico.
A little more than 450 kilometer lies between us and the next village when we cycle out of Fiambalá .And various high altitude passes are in between, with Paso San Francisco being the highest with 4774 meter. Breathtaking.
Cycling along vulcanoes in Chiles Lake District and crossing impressive Paso Pichachen. See our latest video!
An easy warm-up; only 2062 meter high, so easy! We leave Los Angeles and the MacDonalds behind and soon we are back to nomansland. Just a little before Antuco asphalt dissapears and we are cycling on black lava sand. Vulcano Laja with a snow capped peak is watching over us, while traffic slows down and we are on our own again! Alone with history: the Antuco tragedy.