Somehow, everything’s different now. We’re finally back on the road, spend the nights in the tent, and we’re constantly outside. Actually, everything is just like before, but something fundamental has changed: the feeling.
Our stay in Malargüe has proven once again the fact that you should never make hasty judgements about someone. We decided to stay at the camping of the Argentine small town for a while to recover from the hardships of our hike along the Condor Circuit.
Since we liked the the Fitz Roy track so extraordinarily much, we decide to explore the area around El Chalten a little bit further. At night, the wind is so strong that the deafening noise of the flying canvas lets us hardly sleep.
Even after our stay in Tierra Del Fuego, we stay in Chile for a while and ride through the patagonian wind towards Puerto Natales. Although we have been warned about the wind many times, the stormy conditions do not give us so much trouble.
Somehow, it attracts us to ride to the southernmost point of the world that can be reached by motorcycle. Especially because it’s very lonely and beautiful there. So we take the way across the whole island to ushuaia, the southernmost city of the Isla Grande De Tierra Del Fuego and all America.
We say goodbye to Gaston and drive towards a Loberia (Lobos = Sea Lions), here we want to see sea lions again. A little dirt road leads us to the destination.