Inspiration & Reviews for Moto-Adventurers
Chapter 14: April 14th, Andes Mountain Crossing, Argentina. To leave Santiago at rush hour is not something I’d recommend, especially if you’re in a residential area and have to weave through an entire city’s worth of cars trying to get to their jobs. I left my aunt’s house at 8am but it wasn’t until an hour later that I was getting on the highway. I also briefly lost my way because I failed to read some signs properly and ended...
Chapter 13: April 14th, Santiago, Chile. The hostel where I ended up staying after nearly sliding down a steep hill in the city was the Hostal Acuarela. It was one of the most charming and cozy places I had stayed at until that moment. The interior had a unique design and you could feel that it had a personality. Whoever had designed the place had quite an original creative process. Lucky for me I got to enjoy it in solitude...
Chapter 12: April 9th, Valparaiso, Chile. When I awoke there were still stars out but the sky wasn’t black anymore. It was a deep shade of blue. The sun was coming. I changed and just as I was putting my things away, a ray of light spilled over from behind remote desert dunes. It came just in time to bring a little warmth to the cold emptiness of the desert. I packed up the tent, loaded everything back on the...
Chapter 11: April 7th, Atacama Desert, Chile. I spent the morning of April 6th in the hotel where I ended up the night before. I made good use of the WiFi and figured out my route for the day. The plan was to reach Chañaral taking the Ruta 1 that runs along the entire coast. I ended up leaving Antofagasta at around 2pm but I estimated that I would still have plenty of time to make it there and set up camp...
Chapter 10: April 5th, Antofagasta, Chile. The next morning after breakfast I set out to find the town mechanic. He took his time to open up his shop but after taking a look at the broken chain it only took him an hour and a half to fix it. I walked out of there with a functional chain, albeit one link shorter. It took me another 40 minutes to slide it back in place and scoot the back wheel forward...
Chapter 9: April 4th, Mejillones, Chile. My girlfriend has a firm belief that there are people on this planet that possess an infinite source of kindness. These people aren’t aware of it but the aura that surrounds them allows others that are sensitive to it feel their presence. She calls them “angels” and has crossed paths with them in times of need. Keep in mind I’m not talking about winged celestial creatures. These are just incredibly benevolent people. To some it may...
Chapter 7: April 1st, Iquique, Chile. Before leaving home my sister had given me a tiny keychain compass. Had it not been for this little compass staring at me as I mistakenly headed east towards Bolivia, I would’ve ended up in San Pedro de Atacama instead of Iquique. After a rightly deserved facepalm, I corrected my course and was back on the road cutting through the desert instead of a lush green valley. The winds seemed stronger than on previous days...
Chapter 6: March 31st, Arica, Chile. After sleeping off the previous day’s long ride, I awoke early to meet my dad who had just flown in from Lima for business. We had breakfast together while he told me the latest news from home and I shared with him the few happenings on the road so far. Afterwards he took off towards the small town where he would be stationed and I continued my way further south. I had accomplished my first...
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