After a longer break in Salta, we finally continue: we start riding to the Atacama Desert. To get there, there are exactly two passes: One over only asphalt which is a bit longer, and one that leads over a gravel road.
We are in Salta, the largest city in the North of Argentina. Here, we have planned something: as announced in our last article, we want to offer a photoworkshop for adolescents.
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.
It’s probably gas what’s dripping down now. I am staring at the accident, while Moe is already starting to dismantle the motorcycle. Giving up does not help here.
The Tiger is in the workshop now, waiting for spare parts. And what can we do meanwhile? Right, travel of course! So, we start a backpack trip to the North of Chile from Santiago.