As usual, I set off later than planned and battled winds from start to finish. My goal was to make it to the Strait of Magellen in time to catch the ferry across to Tierra del Fuego. But I ran into a problem or two. I ignorantly assumed there would be fuel stations after leaving […]
For over 10 hours I rode. The back and neck aches became deeper and more frequent as my tolerance seemed to wane. In a way, the numbing of my toes and fingers from cold, lack of blood flow and vibrations was somehow a beneficial distraction from the mania taking place up and down my spine. […]