I have friends who have done this route on motos and when I asked them if they ever saw cyclists en route to Patagonia, their reaction was always along the lines of: “YES! It looked so miserable.” Understandably so with the endless dirt roads, heat, dust and lack of water. It’s strange how something that truly is miserable in the type 4 fun kinda way, could be so beautiful and life-altering. Why is that?
“The routine is the enemy… of time.”