Longing for exceptional adventures, I joined Cass and Mike – now officially renamed as Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid – for a 7 weeks ride through southwestern Bolivia and a little a northern Chile. Following mainly the ingenious routes of Harriet & Neil, we explored 1.600 km of dirt roads and singletrack, rode up volcanos, camped on Salars and followed the traces of notorious train/bank robbers. Llamas turned out to be even tastier than fluffy, water froze solid every night and earplugs were needed as strong winds turned tent walls into loudspeaker membranes.
With our triple Rohloff-Surly-Power, that omnipresent dust, dirt and sand were fun instead of mechanical issues. Cass’ and my fatbike proved to be the ultimate bike to ride around there, as roads varied from corrugated gravel to beach-like sand dunes with occasional stretches that every bike park would be proud of to have as a rock garden on their downhill track. Maybe therefore and even though Mike elegantly circled his 29er around every obstacle, he now officially continues to ride north to Colombia on my – well, not mine anymore – Pugsley.
That’s it for the words I fear. For detailed information on our route and what happened there, check out Cass’ and Mike’s posts. If you have question on my bike and luggage setup or the gear I used, feel free to ask.
Now, enjoy the photos!