Hi due to the time required for replicating posts we will now only post blogs on our facebook group
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Cheers Mace, Hutch and Honda
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Hi due to the time required for replicating posts we will now only post blogs on our facebook group thelongwayuppanamerican Cheers Mace, Hutch and Honda
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What a day. Stayed in Potosi Bolivia last night and we were up bright and early to make tracks for Oruro. We looked forward to arriving at a reasonable time to allow us a chance to check the bikes and catch up with our social media. It was our usual chaos getting out of town with no sat nav reception but after half an hour we were on our way (or so we thought). About 3 miles out of town I could not avoid a rock that came rolling onto the road in front of me and the result was a front tyre blow out. I knew straight away as my front end went light and wobbly. I pulled over to the side of the road and was gutted to see it was gashed beyond repair. There was nothing for it but have Wilson and Raymond head back into town to look for someone to pick up the bike. They were gone for a while and during that time I had a couple of locals stop to check on me. Just before the lads arrived back Andrew the Canadian we had met a few days ago pulled over. He could not help but advised me we had been heading in completely the wrong direction. Wilson and Raymond came back and told me that they had found a mechanic who would repair (no chance) or replace the tyre but we needed to bring it in. So it was out with the tools including rocks to prop Boris up and off with the wheel. The guys headed back into town while I waited doing some nuts and bolt checks and reflecting on life. Another biker Peter from South Africa pulled up and chatted to me. His wife had died and his kids were grown up so he had decided to ride the Americas for a year. Another great human encounter. Soon after the rescue team arrived with my new tyre which they described as a rally chopper tyre. They weren't far wrong, not quite the right size, tubed instead of tubeless, off-road orientated and £40 fitted. The wheel fitting process was painless after which we agreed, as we had lost most of the day, to go back to last nights hostel in Potosi.The ride back on the new tyre was interesting. For sure I will be keeping my speed in check until we can find a proper replacement. Maybe in Peru? My thanks to my two amigos for their help and support today. From Ushuaia at the bottom of the world, riding through Tierra del Fuego Argentina through the dust, winds and gravel crossing the border back into Chilli and now in mainland Chilli (Puerto Arenas) after a refreshing 2 hour ferry crossing through the Magellan straights. Next stop and camp site Puerto Natales. We are now heading North! Time to post some observations from my first 8 days motorcycling through South America. In some ways the most uninteresting but not uneventful part is over - we had to ride 2000 miles from Buenos Aires to Ushuaia the most southerly town on the continent. We did this as quickly as we could so we could officially start our Long Way Up journey to Alaska and the Deadhorse settlement in Prudhoe Bay, the most northerly town in North America we can reach by road - via the Dalton Highway, also known as the Ice Truckers road. So what are the highlights for me so far? I think the friendliness and helpfulness of practically everyone we have encountered. We don't speak much Spanish but everyone has gone out of their way to be helpful. Extremes of temperature in such a short space of time: riding for hours in temperatures of 36.5 degrees Celsius made me feel nauseous; and the Patagonian winds we encountered were ferocious. On the morning we left Puerto Madryn and climbing up out of the town on an old road we got to the summit and a new motorway lay ahead of us. But that was surpassed by the view that confronted us - it was amazing, and words can't describe it. Just one gigantic open landscape as far as the eye could see. It was as if you could actually see the curvature of the earth! The sky was just so big. We had arrived in Patagonia. Then those winds hit us and we rode for most of the next 5 hours with a crosswind that was scary. Overtaking was a heart in your mouth experience as the bike would be sucked along by the slipstream of big trucks, and once you'd passed them the wind hit you again and you had to apply full throttle and lean into the wind to counteract its force. I had to keep reminding myself to relax the muscles in my body, not tense them as the bike and I are being sideswiped by winds that had me wondering if I'd be blown off the road or into an oncoming truck, bus or car! I'd read about it but until you experience it or see a motorbike and rider at a 60 degree angle struggling to stay in a straight line it's hard to imagine. Riding in those winds for hours on end and day after day was very tiring. We've managed to get into cheap hotels and hostels after our first two nights camping and tomorrow night when we hope to be away from winds, rainstorms and the coldest places we'll get back to our tents. We've been on quite a lot of Ripio, especially today - we had just crossed the border again from Argentina to Chile at San Sebastian on Tierra del Fuego stayed the night at the hostel in this remote settlement, and set off this morning with an 88 mile ride in front of us on Gravel roads or Ripio as they are known locally. We were so glad we had done our off road training with Clive Rumbold at Moto Scotland in Inveraray. We encountered many things on this ride not to mention having the crap scared out of me several times as I thought I was about to go down as the bike dived about in the loose gravel. I just had to remember Clive’s words – “Don’t look down, look ahead and the bike will take you through it!”. The flock of sheep blocking the road were also unexpected, as was the People Carrier in the middle of the road with a shredded tyre. We later met those people on the ferry and it turned out they were from Sydney! The pressure was also on as we had to catch the only ferry of the day at 2pm in Porvenir to Punta Arenas on mainland Chile. The ferry ticket cost approx $7 a head including the bikes. It was an amazing sail in perfect weather across the Magellan Straight (which connects the Atlantic to the Pacific Oceans). We saw dolphins and whales and I got some good video with my camera as well. Punta Arenas is a lovely place and a great place to start the next stage of our journey… Raymond 14/2/2015. Arrived in Ushuaia on the evening of 11th February after 7 days and 2000 miles of biking through fierce Patagonian winds, ripio (gravel roads), multiple Argentine & Chilean borders and interesting but clean hostels. Let the 'Long Way Up' now begin! Next stop Rio Grande. Day 2 (Friday 9th February), second camping stop at Rio Colorado - 308 miles. Experienced 36.5 degree heat, torrential rain, hail stones and spectacular lightning strikes! Lovely evening with Danny Corallo in Buenos Aires last night - what a lovely guy and really helpful - thank you Kenny MacKenzie for introducing Danny to us. All being well we may have the opportunity to camp in Danny's garden in Patagonia. Spent most of yesterday in 30+ degree c heat preparing the bikes including drilling and fitting Raymond's pannier brackets for spare fuel and water, radiator guards, re-inflating tyre pressures, fitting phone charger and wind shield extender. Boris, Sheila and Ludwig are ready! |
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