With Love, From Germany

We begin to chatting to German couple Anja and Radko on the roadside just outside the Chilean village of Chaitén. I’d first seen them an hour earlier, as we zoomed past a duo taking shelter and eating lunch under a roadside bus stop. It was too wet (and we were too...

A Dog Bite And A Rabies Scare

We’ve been in Puerto Montt now for 3 days and are packing up our things to leave. We’d stopped a little longer than usual in town to wait for some packages to arrive from the UK (one of which contains some new shorts for Faye’s now permanently exposed buttocks). Alas,...

Down But Not Out

Today we had our first crash. We are heading for the Chilean town of Puerto Montt on our fifth day since leaving San Martin de los Andes, and it is wet, wet, wet. As Marti Pellow so beautifully put it: ‘I feel it in fingers, I feel it in my toes…’ except,...

The Battle of Bettina

Today was all about Bettina. We’ve just left a lunchtime break on an Argentinian lake shore. Today it isn’t raining, which is an unexpected treat given the hail storm of yesterday. We are gunning it along the road, using the wind and warm air to dry our pants and...

The Cheek Of It

‘I’m going to wear the non see-through shorts today’ Faye proudly announces early one morning. ‘Errr, mate. I hate to break it to you, but all of your shorts are now see-through.’ ‘Are they?!’ ‘Yep. But I’m...
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