San Sebastian - Ushuaia: 220 miles

The $26 room in San Sebastian came with some mean bed bugs, and the border crossing back into Argentina took an hour and a half. But the food stop in Rio Grande made things look up, if only because I actually could find an open restaurant when I was hungry (more on that later). Then we started our approach to Ushuaia, and I discovered that I was having a spectacular day.

Below: Approaching Ushuaia





Below: Ushuaia - The southernmost city in the world.








Not too long after me, the Viedma gang and other moto-travelers started dropping into town. It was great to see Leo again, and the happy picture was complete when Cecilia made it there before Christmas. She truly hauled mass from Mendoza where she had just finished putting Stybba back together after a long overdue frame transplant. Just so she could take care of me when I was in bed with fever and everyone was having a Christmas party.

The weather in Ushuaia is one of those things that have to be experienced to be believed. Actually, this one was hard to believe even then. The summer in Ushuaia was colder than any winter I'd known. And you could go through four seasons in a day, twice or more! Beautiful weather and sunshine can switch to piercing horizontal rain and freezing cold before you can walk a block.

If there's one thing I can never figure out in Argentina, that's how they get anything done. Neither shops nor restaurants are ever open when you need them!

When I stepped out for lunch on that sunny day, I wasn't expecting to search the whole town you see. After all, this is a touristic place. Ha! But having been around here a while, that wasn't the cause of my astonishment. It was what this $%*&!@!! crazy weather could do to an umbrella should you dare open it! A minute and a half after it started raining, I was holding a bouquet of bent metal sticks and trying to stop the chatter of my teeth, in case I did find some food and needed them. I didn't. But I did get sick. Dog sick. Lucky dog.








End of the road, wearing all I have to wear.


Next : Punta Arenas
 

Ride to... Rosarito Ensenada Bahia de San Quintin Guerrero Negro Bahia Conception La Paz Mazatlan San Blas Sayulita Puerto Vallarta Tecoman Maruata Zihuatanejo Acapulco Puerto Escondido Mazunte Tuxtla Gutierrez San Cristobal de las Casas Chamula & Zinacantan Agua Azul Palenque Comitan Panajachel Antigua Rio Dulce Livingston Tikal Copan Tegucigalpa Granada Laguna de Apoyo Isla de Ometepe San Juan del Sur Tamarindo Samara Monteverde Fortuna Puerto Viejo Almirante Bocas del Toro Panama City Puerto Lindo San Blas Islands Cartagena Medellin - I Medellin - II [ Los Angeles ] Medellin - III Heliconia & Ebejico Bogota Zipaquira Villa de Leyva Cali San Cipriano Popayan Ipiales Quito Middle of the Earth Latacunga Chugchilan Riobamba Banos Salinas Puerto Lopez Cuenca Vilcabamba Loja Piura Huanchaco Trujillo Lima Huacachina Nazca Abancay Cuzco Pisac Machu Picchu Nowhere Puno Copacabana La Paz Death Road Oruro Sucre Potosi Cerro Rico Mines Uyuni Salar de Uyuni San Cristobal Calama San Pedro de Atacama Maimara Salta Cafayate Tucuman Cordoba Rosario Buenos Aires Punta del Este Montevideo Mar del Plata Necochea Viedma (HU meeting) Puerto Madryn Punta Tombo Sarmiento Los Antiguos San Sebastian Ushuaia Punta Arenas Puerto Natales El Calafate El Chalten Estancia La Siberia Bajo Caracoles Lago Posadas Puerto Bertrand Puerto Rio Tranquilo Puyuguapi Chaiten Bariloche San Martin de los Andes Puerto Varas Centinela Valdivia Pucon Valparaiso Mendoza

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A solo motorcycle journey through the Americas, by photographer Serdar Sunny Unal.