Iceland

Iceland

Having been at home for a while it was time to hit the road again. I wasn’t sure where, but being the summer then Iceland seemed a fine idea. When I suggested it to Gaz and he was up for it then a plan was made. Little over 72 hours later, we were on a Sunday morning plane to Reykjavik. It was less prep time than I’d normally have and meant that our low chance of finding a host in Reykjavik became close to 0, but that wasn’t a big issue. Iceland is probably the easiest country

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Heading south in Tunisia

Heading south in Tunisia

I’m going with bullet points.

  1. The weather got toasty, leading to HS saying how we were finally in Africa – because Africa is always hot apparently.
  2. We stopped in a town for lunch, went to a stand and got some small bread things as it was all that was on the menu. The owner did however mention if we wanted, we could go into the market, buy some things and he’d cook them up for us. We weren’t hungry enough, but what a nice man!
  3. The day ended early because R got a rear puncture. We tried to fix it 3 times but it kept failing again and so as we were right by an easy camping option (so many olive fields, so easy to camp) we just pulled his bike and bags into the field and set up camp.
  4. HS loves fire. His normal stove failed back around Turkey so since then has been just making regular fires to cook his dinner.
  5. HS also loves cooking, and makes delicious noodles and pasta.

R had said he’d wake up early to get the puncture fixed, but that didn’t happen and so after another hour of waiting and the puncture still not being fixed we came up with a new plan. Hitch a lift. R seemed to think it’d be best with all of us together, but finding a lift for 3 seemed a terrible idea and so myself and HS continued on by ourselves. R had plenty of hitchhiking experience, that’s how he’d been travelling for the previous

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Another Salar

Another Salar

From Llica it was time to cross to the next Salar, the Salar de Coipasa. While Salar de Uyuni had had plenty of jeeps on it, no traffic went past us on our way to the town of Coipasa, located on an island in the middle of the salt flat. To get there, we had some roads that were a fun mix of washboard and sand. I found myself pushing most of the time, mainly so HJ could kind of keep up. After 2 hours, we’d gone 10k, and were glad to find that the community of Challacollo was not completely

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More salt

More salt

The tent held up through the night of rain, and because of the cloud cover it wasn’t too frigid in the morning. In the winter it can get down to -20c, especially when the wind picks up, but as it was spring it was passable. We had exchanged stories with Dave & Monica the night before, especially about how wonderful Brazil is, and in the morning they told us that they were strongly considering heading changing their route to head that way instead of the Peruvian Andes. They were planning

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Onto the Salar

Onto the Salar

Having sat around in Uyuni for a couple of days, we decided what the plan was. I was giving up the idea of heading back to Argentina and up through Chile. Instead, it would be up through the Salars of Uyuni and Coipasa, up to La Paz and then… probably Cusco. I’m not convinced that that includes Machu Picchu, the cheapest way of doing it is $100-120 – way more than I’d want to spend, but that’s to decide later. The Salar de Uyuni is the world’s largest salt flat

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