| Santiago, Chile |
| Nate and Caro |
| Hanging with Rodrigo |
| The Salvatierra brothers |
| Great time with their family |
| Back in Mendoza |
| Asada with friends |
| This nice guy gave me a lift to another bike shop, saving me about an hour of riding. Gracias! |
| David. The best bike mechanic I've ever seen, and a very crazy striking resemblance to one of my best friends back home. |
| Few of necessary things my Mom sent in a package. Thank you! |
| Saying bye to Javi and Romi |
| Out on the Pampa, and the first Rio sign I saw. |
| Still lots of cold days across the Pampa |
| With lots of days daydreaming about a wonderful fire and hot mate in the evening |
| Real lucky one night, found an empty campground. Even found pile of firewood. |
| New friends in Vacuña Mackenna, met at a gas station and invited me for asada they were having. Gracias! |
| Sure beats a pot of pasta... |
| Long, straight, and flat, for so long |
| New friends in Laboulaye, two days in a row |
| One really terrible section of wind. Barely making 10km/h on flat ground. Only a preview of what was to come in Brasil. |
| Gauchos heading out to work in the early morning. |
| They needed some extra help. They said the first thing was that the beard would have to go, fire hazard. |
| and ping pong? What a great time. |
| Bucking the wind, or bouncing along |
| Real cold night. Frost melting in the morning, and enjoying the the sun |
| Real nice family let me camp behind their house (photo above), and even gave me a slice of homemade cake and coffee in the morning. |
| Lots of gas stations in between Mendoza and Buenos Aires are more like cafes inside, complete with a proper espresso machine and wifi. |
| Rough detour and shortcut, but worth having a break from the traffic |
| On the freeway getting into Buenos Aires |
| It was looking rough back in Mendoza, but held up all the way to BA. Ran this tire since San Salvador. |
| Darwin and friends. They made delicious chori-pan |
| Fixing another broken spoke. Third broken, and always on the the front wheel (cheap spokes) |
| Heading out with Darwin for a fun day touring on bikes |
| Buenos Aires, Argentina |
| Ferry heading to Uruguay |
| In Argentina, the parks are always filled with people |
| Colonia, Uruguay |
| Like in Argentina, lots of parks in Uruguay |
| Montevideo, Uruguay |
| Relaxing at Alejandro's |
| Everyday, we went upstairs and had lunch with his grandma |
| Another great day touring the city |
| Showing me how to "properly" prepare a mate (20 minutes later and it's ready haha. Like in Uruguay, Brasilians are also very particular how to prepare and drink mate) |
| Alejandro works at a radio station, and got me on the air for a brief interview about my trip |
| Alejandro's music group, they get together and sing weekly |
| New chaiin and drivetrain cleaned up immaculate = next to godliness |
| Battling more tough winds |
| With winds that strong and temps like this, makes for some real cold days. Barely time to stop before getting cold fast. |
| Airplane wreckage next to the road. Amazing how still towards the end of the trip, there are still first times for things. |
| For the most part Uruguay was pretty hilly |
| Curious neighbors as I eat my lunch |
| Sunrise during breakfast |
| Enjoying the last peaceful section of the rest of the trip |
| Again another first, emergency air strip along the road for airplanes |
| So excite! |
| Such a great tailwind |
| Avenida Brasil, to the left is Uruguay, to the right is Brasil |
| The last border crossing of the trip |
| The only other cycle traveler I saw in Brasil |
| First night camping in Brasil. After asking a couple times at some houses, and not understanding much, found this side road near a marsh |
| Capybara, the world's largest rodent. This was a surprise one day seeing lots of these next to the road. |
| Blades for wind turbines |
| Motorcross track, wish I had a dirtbike |
| Pelotas, Brasil |
| Just another dumb animal surely doing something incompetent |
| Friendly cyclists, they caught up with me when I stopped to pull a piece of metal out of one of my tires. They're training to do a bike trip to Patagonia. |
| From there on, the cold was officially gone. Now back to pouring sweat all day. |
| From Pelotas to Porto Alegre, they're in the process of putting in another road next to it. Definitely needed, the current one is choked with traffic. |
| Friendly couple that pulled over to chat with me. |
| For some reason, I've always had good luck finding places to camp at brick manufacturers. Here, they even gave me a room with a small cot. Obrigado! |
| Enjoying some of that fresh black top. |
| Porto Alegre, Brasil |
| Such a treat and reward after about 10 days on the road since Montevideo. |
| Guarana. Tasty soda unique to Brasil. Atila told me it's the first thing he misses leaving Brasil. |
| In the other countries, the driver handles the money and drives. In Brasil, there's another person who handles the money. |
| Seeing the town with Atila |
| Definitely back in the humid tropics, the trees and everything are covered in green. Feels much more humid too. |
| Getting a coffee inside an old vault of a bank. |
| Lots of shady places, grass and mold grows from the damp air |
| The last really pleasant day of riding for a long time |
| Arriving at Mallman's, bbq and beer, Tramandai, Brasil |
| The local pub was closed, so we went to a local convenience store and drank beer and played music |
| Enjoying some mate with Mallman. |
| They obviously don't get many cycle travelers in Brasil. Apart from people staring, so many people like this pulling over, curious where I'm going and coming from |
| Really nice camp spot far from the road. |
| New favorite snack of Brasil, ground and pressed peanuts with sugar. Perfect in the morning with some coffee |
| Friendly farmer with his family that let me camp on his property (above). One of only a few people that was friendly and let me camp. |
| Tobacco |
| More people pulling over, this kind trucker pulled over, wanting to give me a reflective vest to put on. I got the hint and put mine on. |
| Massive area of large scale brick manufacturing. Brasil has the largest industry out of all of the Latin countries by far. |
| Road obstacles |
| Even fell to the road below |
| Crossing the bridge to Cabecudas, and turning into more terrible headwinds |
| So strong, I stopped and considered walking, maybe one of the strongest I've ever encountered |
| Getting the idea how bad the winds were? |
| White caps on the ocean from the ridiculous headwind |
| Fernando saved my sanity, pulling over on the highway and inviting me to stay with him and his family for the night. |
| View next to their lakeside house |
| Enjoying homemade lasagna |
| More unusual things encountering on the road |
| Bit dangerous indeed (yes I know, but I had to get one photo crossing at least) |
| Biked with Richard to see a gay parade. |
| Turned out to be just a massive party on the street. |
| Peculiar sight, never saw a star/planet oriented with the moon like that. |
| View from the mirador, riding over the hill to go see lagoa and the beaches of the island. |
| More ridiculous north winds. Leaving Florianaoplis. |
| Several times in Brasil, seeing special lane for cyclists and pedestrians. Normally in the other countries, there's nothing of the sort. |
| Finding camp where I can, realized quite early that Brasilians are not friendly to me looking to camp somewhere. |
| You just never know what you'll see on the road... |
| Real lucky the night before getting to Curitiba, found a nice creek to camp next to. |
| Nothing like dipping tired smelly feet into some clear running water after a hard day on the bike. |
| Heading up to Curitiba, much more pleasant up hill than the one getting to Sau Paulo |
| Although there's always this passing |
| Remains of a tire that exploded on a truck next to me. Fortunately happened just ahead, and this chunk of metal and rubber landed just ahead of me. |
| Delightful recovery food. Bowl of mixed fruit with Acai |
| Much prettier in the wild |
| Getting lunch with everybody from the apartment |
| Apparently this guy's been strutting for years now. Pretty normal sight for a lot of people |
| Curitiba, Brasil |
| Riding with Pedro on the ciclovia to a local park |
| They even have pedestrian only areas |
| In Brasil, it's not illegal to have alcohol outside. At lots of pubs, there's often more people outside and out front of the place, than inside. |
| Goodtimes at the flat |
| Igor jamming |
| Comfortable and dry |
| To rainy and uncomfortable |
| A great example of a dumb incompetent animal. Obviously going to fast for the turn, loses control and flips the truck |
| Just glad I wasn't on the shoulder when it flipped |
| Later on just down the road, dozens of massive steel pipes fell of this truck. Glad I wasn't on the shoulder... again. |
| Happy that at least for about a half hour, the highway was mine |
| Wet day after wet day |
| Real wet |
| Just happened to check the odo, to see it click over. 12,000 kilometers since changing the batteries in Medellin, Colombia |
| Sometimes little things like these endless cracks in the road drive me mad |
| Riding the main pistas, every once in a while these building have a nice lounge area with a couch, with coffee and water. Nice break getting out of the rain |
| Taking a moment to gather myself on the worst hill of my life. Dumb animals passing |
| Another wet camp, finding a nook in the jungle, and excited to dry off in Sau Paulo |
| The trail going back to the highway |
| Sometimes there's just strange things I see and find. Like this fenced and covered pit. No idea what it's there for. A well, sewer, pit for dead people? |
| Entering Sau Paulo, happily passing the km's of cars and trucks at a stand still |
| Flat on the trailer |
| Arriving in the city |
| This kind gentleman wanted to take some photos of me, then bought me lunch. |
| Pingado (coffee with milk) and Foyado (empanada type sandwich with chicken). My favorite meal in Brasil |
| Arriving at Las Magrelas. |
| Talita and crew working at Las Magrelas |
| Getting dinner with Felipe. Heading out a long bike trip himself. |
| Key to success, bike maintenance. One last big clean for the big push to Rio and the end |
| Sau Paulo, Brasil |
| Annual South American bike polo tournament |
| Bruno dj'ing |
| Trying to keep the batteries charged for the music. Isn't this supposed to be a day off from pedaling? |
| A little rain and a quick break to shuffle off the water |
| Heading out of the city, much more difficult, dangerous, and longer than entering |
| Happy to be out of the city. Next stop, Rio de Janeiro and the end of the trip |
| Hidden spot camped below the highway out of view |
| Just another day in the life. Pitching the tent in the rain and with slippery stakes punching holes in my hand |
| Brasilian country side |
| This guy pulled over to give me a bible |
| Destruction and damage from tent - eating ants |
| At first glance, looks like a great spot to camp |
| Until you see these (Note: the size of the smaller ants you see are what I would consider "normal" size, use them for scale to get an idea of how large the bigger ones are) |
| Nasty buggers |
| Was unaware that Brasil has nuclear energy/fuel (not only that but was later surprised to read that they even have nuclear submarines) |
| Over those hills ahead lies the end |
| Finally getting some wind in my favor |
| With a lot of extra fuel to burn, the first and only time I pulled out my stove for lunch |
| Last camp of the trip. Eager to get on the road for the home stretch |
| Few last hills to get over |
| First glimpse of the start of the urban area that makes up the surrounding area of Rio de Janeiro |
| Long stretch riding the freeway |
| Navigating traffic |
| Somehow ending up on the freeway unintentionally several times |
| Good thing I started real early. The first of two tunnels not allowed to pass. Ended up being an 8 hour day and did 146km |
| Tunnel #2 can't enter |
| Carlos was a huge help, hearing me ask for directions, helped me find the other tunnel I could get through. Obrigado! |
| Lapa |
| Rio de Janeiro, Brasil |
| Group of friendly guys that helped me call Beatriz |
| Celebrating |
| Pao de Azucar |
| Even got to do a critical mass before packing up the steed |
| Good friends and good company |
| People always talk about El Cristo, what I never heard about was the view. The view was much more impressive to me, even though most of it was cloudy when I went. |
| Wandering through the market at Uruguaiana looking for few last minute things |
| Packing her up |
| Lunch with Beatriz before catching my flight |
| Friendly taxi driver |
| Pulled over and took last minute photo for me |
| All packed at the airport, heading home |
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| Little humor I leave you with, I found this photo online and thought it was quite comical |


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