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221km - The Salar - Potosi

Monday, January 25 Time Uyuni sullen. We found our Teutonic cyclists. Muddy and tired, like us. We spent part of the afternoon to clean our bikes to remove mud packs. The weather forecast is not good for the coming days and we have little chance of crossing the Salar ... People have confirmed that it is flooded at the moment. We will wait another day and see. History to take away our illusions, a hailstorm hit apocalyptic Uyuni followed by heavy rain and therefore the streets are again under water. Not easy to walk to dry ...

Tuesday, January 26 Uyuni Cloudy then sunny Well, today the weather was not bad except at a famous shower. This morning we fixed the zipper of the tent, cleaned our stove and the tent that were still full of sand. This afternoon, we went to the cemetery by train, car full of dislocated without much interest, but also a dozen rusty old steam locomotives placed there in the middle of the desert landscape. What is pitiful, what are the heaps of rubbish that we crossed to get there. In fact, the city is surrounded by several hundred meters of waste. And it does not feel good eh! We decided to ride one day in the Salar 4x4 tomorrow, just to see what it is and after tomorrow we will take the bus to Potosi. I'm still terribly disappointed. Indeed, the crossing of the Salar de Uyuni was one of my major goals of this trip (with the path between Chile and Argentina, Ushuaia and Machu Pichu), hence, huge disappointment. To comfort me I got a haircut. I know it is not a consolation, but it is the first time that I appreciate the way What hairdressers want to talk, we had a meeting about our respective countries and both learned things. Ah yes, the price category: Hairdresser: 1 € ...

Interlude ecological It is customary to go to Pachamama (Mother Earth) part of what it offers, so if you are served a glass of wine, he should pay a little drink on the ground said before drinking. We were told that if the natives (as that Argentine Bolivian) are very devout Catholics, this does not prevent them from worship Pachamama. And then I laugh! They have a curious way of putting it into practice, they swing happily bottles, cans, wrappers from the windows of their cars along the roads. In town, they would not be two meters to throw something in one of the few garbage cans, no, no, at ground level. And to top it all, the rubbish collected by municipalities are rejected anyhow outside agglomerations. Poor Pachamama ...

Wednesday, January 27 Uyuni Sunny No regrets, the Salar was impracticable. Indeed, the 4x4 drove for miles in water. The scenery was exceptional because the glare from the water was completely disappear on the horizon, the sky and the Salar had become one. We also had the impression that the cars were moving in the air. Vision is really strange. We had lunch on an island in the middle of this range salt, a huge rock covered with cactus. In short, even if it was seven in the car (plus driver) and I hate organized tours, I must admit that it was worth a look. In addition, I have peace of mind because I know we can not go by bike ...

Thursday, January 28 3km Potosi Alt: 4000m Rainy were lucky, our bus was ok. In addition, we had the first seat behind the driver, so a lot of legroom. The road began to climb right out of Uyuni, with rain and track conditions, we removed it immediately regret of not Potosi curling up 220km bike. Despite the fact that this road is one of the nicest we've followed, green valleys, canyons, bizarre rock formations, sand dunes, etc.. Arrived in Potosi, after 6-hour drive, we have had only two kilometers to go to reach our hotel, but in the kind of side streets of San Francisco ... Angelica, a great sage, decides to push his bike the hardest part while I, in large dikke nek, I pedal to the top, forgetting that we are at 4000m and I just hit a six-hour bus ... Conclusion, nausea and difficulty to defer for a good hour. Our hotel "Hostal Casanova" is a 17th century colonial building with rooms arranged around a beautiful courtyard. Really nice. There was only one room available, but a suite for four people with private bathroom and TV, as we did not want to move, we paid for four ... To hell with greed!

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Villazon to Uyuni - 324km

part of the journey the hardest since we left but that adventure!

Monday, January 18 32km with 25km of track Road Tupiza Alt: 3438m 28 ° Cloudy cloudy and wind in the afternoon. That one is in Bolivia! 2:30 waiting to cross the border. Surprisingly, out of Argentina that it lasts a long time (2h00). What a contrast! The much Quiaca died, as Villazon bustles with activity; stores everywhere and a huge crowd in the streets. This is obviously normal because everything is cheaper here. It made the experience by paying only the equivalent of 1.5 € for our meal midi.Dès out of the city, we are on track. It is under construction, so there is a constant coming and going of trucks and more, we must stand strong headwind. What we ate like dust ... To Bolivian our first night, we pitched the tent a little away from the route.J 'I took an aspirin tonight because I was not feeling very well, out of breath quickly and small voltage drops. The altitude and fatigue (due to my bad nights) are linked against me ...

Tuesday, January 19 69km with 51km of track Tupiza Alt: 2875m 32 ° Sunny Terribly hot! Fortunately, the track was mostly undamaged. We left the plateau to a valley dominated by shades of brown, red and green mountains cultures. We passed through villages built of adobe. Truly a beautiful route.Quelle issue to arrive in Tupiza, we can finally cool in the shade of the square, sipping a cold drink. No more hot water from our water bottles we eat since morning ... There are five or six restaurants (pizzeria) that have the same decor, the same card and same prices. I do not think you can come across a client Bolivian ... Not surprisingly, as it's not our thing, we still managed to find a real local restaurant where there is the tourists that we do not cross ... It's much cheaper, probably as good and much nicer than hearing speak English, French or German at nearby tables.

Wednesday, January 20 Tupiza Cloudy was well chosen our hotel for the rest day (Hostal Pdro Arrayo), clean and quiet. One bedroom (with a good bed) overlooking a courtyard and showers with hot water. All for 70Bol (7 €), which is expensive ... The clouds have cooled the atmosphere, thanks to them we are not overwhelmed by heat. So much the better and sorry for those who freeze their feet in Belgium. Well yes, that's spending the winter in the summer, enjoy the lack of sunlight was found ... Annette and Malta (Walter is not as written above) and we will probably walk together unless they wake up tomorrow is too hard because it's party at their hotel . (Angel: I toured the village to find them by going yard with each hostel. They were staying in the hostel since yesterday My Home. Fortunately we did not stay there as I would have liked because there was no hot water)

Thursday, January 21 48km with 47km of track between Atocha and Tupiza Alt: 4050m Cloudy Partly Cloudy, 27 ° (over 3500m ...) What a day! As expected, we took the road with our German friends. The first part of the route took us through incredible landscapes, worthy of the most beautiful landscapes of the American West. At kilometer 31, just after the village of Salo, the festival began, a climb of over 12km, which led us to an altitude of 4029m. A sweet euphoria we win, it's the first time for everyone that we find ourselves at an altitude similar. Cycling and more! Let's talk about this climb. For me it was not very difficult, breathing was good and the legs followed. I took quite a lead over the other but do not believe I took the opportunity to rest. Nope, my goodness I was legendary down the road to push a little Angel (not easy to move a 45kg bike when you weigh the same weight ...). We decided to camp a little down because we had little rain and clouds we were wrong to fear the thunder and lightning that night. We are not specialists in the mountains, but this kind of thing to more than 4000m, bof, not good. Briefly, continuous, and where we thought down, it goes up again! As the sun sets early here (19:30), we have more choice too and we're ready for one night at 4050m! Meals in the tent and sleep in our sleeping bags for the night looks cool.

Friday, January 22 66km track Atocha Alt: 3660m 26 ° Partly cloudy The night was good at 4050m. Tired as we were, nothing more normal.On began the day by a neck, after 200m of road, we here at 4067m. Photos. It is believed to have reached the maximum altitude. So we began the descent to reach 4200m and back ...! So there we are really high. Re-pictures. We paused and admired the scenery. Descent back to back ...! And hop, 4208m and guess what, we return back to .... At this point, the legs of Angelica began a strike,''leaving out the''tractor and I am promoted. In fact, Anette and Malta also pay efforts yesterday and despite my curly''ball'', our speed is much greater than theirs. I shape my life short, so we go back yet another runway in lace and here we are at 4264m. Of course, photo. Then we drive several miles on a plateau before descending to Atocha. Arid landscapes with colors and various reliefs have staked our way today. A feast for the eyes to top it all, Atocha was discovered, a city built on a mountainside, at a bend between two cliffs. Atocha just brings us full of feet deep in Bolivia, no tourists here and people look at us like aliens. Housing is not at top: no shower, much less hot water, hard bed and as a board. Well, it pays only 20 Bowl (2 €) per person, but compared to what we pay our good hotel in Tupiza, it is expensive. (Angel: there was only one hotel that offered a shower and I had the bad idea not to take it all because I found a cute house alojamiento held by many indigenous Typical. I forgot the importance of having a shower after an intense effort ...) For the restaurant, like, 10 Bol but not very tasty soup and a dish light version for anorexic ... We stayed on our hunger. We wanted to buy a hamburger here in the street but the seller took great delight in ignoring my order and to serve others before us. When she finally prepared ours, it was blocked. I know it's not cool but you still have not grown huh! Finally, we ate cookies ...

Saturday, January 23 52km track From Atocha Uyuni and Alt: 3775m Cloudy 22 ° we were on the road to two, Anette and Malta have decided to leave in mid-twenty kilometers journée.Après grimpettes raids and always colorful landscapes, we are here on a platter. We thought it would be easy, but no, corrugated iron and sand hinder our progress and the day is long ... A flat tire later (my third), we set the tent in a sandy spot, that I carefully avoid d usual, but now no choice. We begin our mess and the wind took the opportunity to get up and play sandstorm. We must protect all in disaster because the sand gets everywhere. Our meal scrape teeth into ... But this is only the beginning. The zipper of the tent starts the game and we loose (pub cons: do not buy Vaude tent). A lightning festival is unfolding before our eyes. It's beautiful but it stresses us because there are only our tent and our bikes that emerge from the desert. Adherents of the precautionary principle, we will sleep in the storm (although protected by our rain gear) and admire the spectacle of lightning striking at random. When the lightning finally recede, the rain comes into play; a rainstorm which also infiltrated in the tent! Good night kids ...

Sunday, January 24 57km with 55km of track Uyuni Alt: 3664 Time: A little of everything ... Well, we did not sleep much. The rain has stopped until about eight hours. Damage: sand (wet or dry) and water everywhere in the tent. The day begins with a nettoyage.On take the road on a track into a quagmire, what a pain! Mud, our bad night and the efforts of previous days add up and our morale took a big hit. One does not. We nearly nine hours to traverse the 55km that separates us from Uyuni, so there is not any side ... (Angel: my mind was so low that I cracked. I really thought to hitchhike but the trucks are rare. It was the worst day of our trip) . Only fun time of the day we moved our bikes on a railway bridge under the curious gaze of dozens of people whose vehicles were stranded by a review crue.On thought Anette and Malta tonight, but given the bad conditions, I think they were forced to camp one more night on the road. We plaignons.Enfin The day ends with a hailstorm of rare violence that has had the advantage of ridding our bikes for much of the accumulated mud today. We're still going to celebrate the end of our ordeal in a restaurant to tourists and even then, without missing, it's OK to still 130Bol (13 €) ... (ANGEL us who dreamed of a hot shower once arrived in Uyuni, he missed! Indeed, we understand that in the region, electricity is regulated and therefore when there is no electricity, no water (pump) and therefore no hot water. We used our water bottles to wash a minimum before going to the restaurant) .

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Quebrada de Humahuaca - Salta La Quiaca - 419km

Angel: Still no Wi-Fi so it's a little hard to grab the pictures. La Quebrada de Humahuaca is classified as World Heritage of Humanity (UNESCO). In my opinion, for us cyclists, the road is not great: too broad paved road, too much traffic and too many tourists ... Luckily we made the detour to the wine route (Quebrada de la Concha, boom and Cuesta del Obispo) south of Salta. We are now in Bolivia, Tupiza, where we offer a day of rest.

Tuesday, January 12 El Carmen 69km Elevation: 1183m 27 ° / 18 ° / 15 ° Mostly sunny, cloudy, windy In the series:''nights''Didier is still bad in the past. At issue this time, the heat. Suddenly, my mood was not great this morning ... We took the road under the sun, but fortunately, the road ran through the middle of what looked like a rainforest, so plenty of shade. This afternoon, the wind picked up. And what a wind! Perhaps a remnant of the storm that struck Buenos Aires last night ... We spend the night at a campsite where we arrived early (14:30). I have already recovered part of my sleep deficit by making a big nap. The temperature dropped to fifteen degrees, it should allow us to get a good night. However, if other campers ... Wednesday, January 13 83km Route 9 between Volcano and Tumbaya Alt: 2112m 15 ° / 20 ° / 15 ° Sunny Day transition as they say in the Tour de France, nothing very interesting except our final ascent several kilometers to a good percentage. This morning we took our breakfast on the pleasant place of El Carmen and it was full of groceries in San Salvador de Jujuy (not very interesting), where for Angelique was full of information to the tourist office, I received the same information from the policeman on guard outside the building. Temperatures are down again, it will perhaps be a second night in our sleeping bags. Owl, we like that. Small rant: Both Argentine South seemed respectful of their environment, both those here do not care, they balance bottles, paper, etc., through the window of their cars. In the south, motorists respected us, the honking was encouragement. Here the honking sound more like:''emerges out of my way''... And few people to slow down our approach, even if there is not much room to overtake us. Thursday, January 14 Tilcara 47km Elevation: 2461m 15 ° / 20 ° /? Clear We are in the Quebrada de Humahuaca. We are a little disappointed. It's actually very nice, but the tracks we've borrowed a few days ago from Cafayate to Salta was so wonderful that this road seems normal. Moreover, the behavior of drivers (see my rant from yesterday) prevents us from fully enjoying the scenery. We made a detour Purmamarca; cute little village of mud and white walls but hyper tourism. The village square is a large Indian market colorful. It is still very enjoyable. Tonight we are in Tilcara. The camp is for us, no question, they are noisy and about noon we already saw the young leave the buses en masse ... We were lucky because a lady offered us to sleep in his hospedaje for 20 pesos per person (4 €) instead of 50pesos / p min. in the village). It's quiet and very clean although the room is the size of a double bed plus 60cm ... But we will not complain eh! Our tent is not bigger ... We met Pasha, a fifties or sixties who travels in French Brompton (folding bike), finally, he makes small pieces but also takes the bus. We also met a couple of German cyclists who go to Lima. They must be a week before us. See you then maybe on the road. We spent the evening in a restaurant where the doors were closed once all the tables were occupied. A singer and two musicians have hosted the evening and raised our regional dishes. Friday, January 15 67km Ruta 9 Alt: 3359m 20 ° Sunny We had planned to stay in Humahuaca, but as we got there early, we took advantage of the daily menu (15 pesos) a small restaurant to leave heat to pass. We then visited the village and as the afternoon was not too started, we took the road with the avowed objective to find us a nice place to pitch our tent. Campsites in the villages, and we're done! Saturday, January 16 73km Abra Pampa Alt: 3484m Sunny We did not sleep well. Altitude? Perhaps, it must be said that this was our first night at 3000m altitude. It was 10 degrees when we got up, but that does not prevent us from eating our bread with dulce de leche (Argentine specialty found everywhere: bread, pastries, ice cream, cookies, etc.) quietly sitting in the sun. The road climbed easily through landscapes and then cashed in the midst of vast expanses. It is this part of the Quebrada we enjoyed most and it is paradoxically one that attracts no tourists ... Good, you have to earn! We crossed a pass at 3780m without a problem if it's a little early headache for Angelica (an aspirin and it was done) and breath a bit short for us both. As the sun as it was over 40 °, we wanted a terrace. And it was! However, Abra Pampa is truly the corn, they call themselves the Siberian region Argentina. I doubt whether it is landscapes, So maybe it does for its isolation ... Well, it was not like the terrace on the Croisette but just a table in the shade in front of a greasy spoon ... Still, it was the Shadow and Angel took the opportunity to whistle three quarters of a bottle of beer (they make a liter here ...). It was dug up a nifty little hospedaje, a triple room which we shared (heartily) with Annette and Walter, the two German cyclists met at Tilcara who had just hit 100km and had no room. Must say that housing not rushing here. In short, there is one of two who sleeps on the floor. I do not know which of the two began to snore, but I hope this is only temporary ...

Sunday, January 17 The Quiaca 80km Elevation: 3462m 25 ° Sunny A series of long straights we were driven to the border town. Not exactly a place to vacation and there is not much because everything is cheaper in Bolivia, so people go there to shop. As it is Sunday, everything is closed and the only busy place is the bus station where young Argentine cross to the backpack and the bag full of Indian goods. Were housed in a very nice couple of Ushuaia (Sergio is a journalist) is spartan but it is peaceful. We ate our last Parilla (assortment of meats cooked on the BBQ) and Argentine Angel was again booed almost a liter of beer ... What health!. There was room for Annette and Walter here, but they were lost, we left earlier than them this morning and as more people drive faster ... They're probably looking in Bolivia.