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April 28, 2020

This is already my 50th blog on this website, an appropriate anniversary edition to finish it off. In my previous blog, I wrote that we changed places from Southern-Spain to Northern-Spain. Tom’s uncle and aunt have a beautiful house here on a golf resort that we could use. After a train journey through Spain’s countryside that lasted more than 12 hours, we finally arrived in the village close to the golf resort. We hope to do the same trip by bike in the future.

At the moment of our arrival, we were still very optimistic (or naïve) about a rapid continuation of our tr...

March 26, 2020

The world is all about one thing now; the coronavirus. Before everything escalated on a global scale, I read some news articles about the rising number of infections in China and the first cases in Italy. I talked about this with my father but we didn’t realize the seriousness of it all. I didn’t have a clue that everything would escalate this quickly and that the impact would be this big.

Inevitably, the corona factor also has an impact on my personal plans of traveling in Europe, I wil talk about this later. I can imagine that you get tired of all the corona news, so...

March 1, 2020

It is time for the grand finale of my bicycle journey over the American continent. In the last months of 2017, I was still not sure where I was going to start. With the help of the world map of Google Flights, I was exploring potential places to fly to, on the basis of the little dots that mark all the airports.

Via this world map, there was a tiny dot in the corner of Canada that drew my attention. I selected this dot and it turned out to be the airport of Sydney. Sydney? In Canada? Apparently, Australia wasn’t the only place on earth with a city that’s called Sydney....

February 29, 2020

In this story, I will for once take over the writers pencil of my tour guide, navigator, translator, negotiator and son Jelle. This story is about our route from el Calafate to Punta Arenas.

After our visit to the glaciar of Perito Moreno, we decided to stay another day in El Calafate to let our experience sink in a little bit. Eventually, we left on the 4th of February from El Calafate. We had a tailwind and managed to cover 50 kilometers within a couple of hours. We were cycling through a steppe landscape, which is predominantly empty and wide. It might look boring,...

February 21, 2020

In my previous story, I wrote about our beautiful and harsh journey through the Carretera austral. Although the village of Villa O’Higgins is often seen as the end point of this route, its official end is actually eight kilometers ahead, in Puerto Bahamondés. This sounds like a big port, but is nothing more than a small dock. Little ferries depart here in the direction of Argentina. My father and I also had to take one of those ferries.

We’ve heard many stories of other travelers about this ferry connections. It is not uncommon that the ferry gets cancelled for several...

February 7, 2020

After cycling in the pouring rain for hours and hour, we finally reached the village of Villa Santa Lucía. The carretera austral passes through this village so this was the village where we could turn onto ths road that we’ve been looking forward to for a long time. We were soaking wet, but nevertheless happy to arrive and pose for the first sign where the route is mentioned. I have heard so many positive stories about this Southern route, so it was a quite memorable moment for us.

Happy!

The atmosphere in the village was special. A couple of years ago, a devastating mu...

January 14, 2020

I ended my previous blog at the Chilean city of Los Angles, where my father and I have rested for a day. The week before we arrived in this city, we’d been cycling with Pim and Nienke, a Dutch couple that I’d met earlier. Nienke had calculated that we will have to cycle about 60 kilometers per day if we would like to reach Ushuaia on time with two rest days per week.

This has been our daily target ever since, and we manage to break it over and over again so we should have won some time. Leaving from Los Angeles, we cycled for six consecutive days, meaning that Christma...

December 22, 2019

After waving goodbye to my mother at the airport of Santiago de Chile, my father and I were suddenly all by ourselves. Our bicycle journeys were really upcoming now. We could prepare ourselves at ease at Oliver’s appartment, the German-Norwegian man where I could stay before my parents arrived.

Oliver lives in Norway but has a second place to stay in Santiago de Chile for about 15 years already. He has his own import and export company. I had met him in Mendoza (Argentina), we met again at the Argentinian-Chilean border, and eventually he even invited me over to his ap...

December 5, 2019

I did not really update my blog over the last couple of weeks, so I created a big backlog. I ended my previous blog in the Argentinian city of Mendoza, two weeks before my parents would arrive in Santiago de Chile. I wanted to receive them well, so I wanted to arrive on time in Chile’s capital. From Mendoza, it took me about 5 days to reach the city, via a small detour. This was quite a journey, since I had to climb over the Andes mountains. The route was beautiful, the headwind not so much.

Just before the Chilean customs, there is a big tunnel that is not possible to...

October 24, 2019

After the short cycling break in which I visited Buenos Aires and Montevideo, it was time to start cycling again. I left Salta with renewed energy and focused upon reaching Cafayate within a couple of days.

The morning I left salta, I received a question from someone that has been following my trip on Instagram and she asked me why I’m carrying such a big bicycle pump. I told her that I’ve had quite some flat tires along the way and that I was tired of using the small pump. I didn’t even make it outside of the city center before I noticed I had another flat tire, I thi...

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