A day after leaving RaúI and Elena, who had generously offered me a place to stay during a snow storm, I crossed to Chile at Carrenleufú. It took the Argentinian border…
It rained, rained and rained. Combine it with a warm wind and you have a recipe for turning a white scenery into brown within 24 hours. After resting in the village…
It snowed, snowed and snowed. The local highway, Carretera Austral, was empty and the tiny village of Villa Amengual was silent. Everybody stayed put in their houses waiting for the snow…
I was only at 300 meters, but still the temperatures stayed well below freezing and the snow accumulated during a two day snow storm. My planned route went up and down…
Winter had arrived. Snow covered all the mountains around me and night time temperatures started to freeze solid all the unprotected water I had. Still I wasn’t willing to change my…
After making it across Rio Paso Mayer the plan was to stock up food, get more cash and use wifi in Villa O’Higgins. Despite the off season, I assumed that the…
I felt excited for the first time in a long time. The Argentinian steppe was behind me and I was on an epic gravel road heading to snowy mountains on the…
After a series of disappointments from Punta Arenas to Puerto Natales, I was back on peaceful side roads. The next destination the National Park of Torres del Paine. Some cyclists call…
I knew finding a perfect route across Patagonia would be hard. Estancias, the local massive ranches control majority of the lands, rivers, lakes and roads. Often getting off the main road…
450km of remote back roads the next village made me excited. When had I had such long distance between villages to stock up more food earlier on my trip? Never. Not…
