Krise, krank und trotzdem gut druff

Zahlenterror … Durchschnittsgeschwindigkeit, Gesamtkilometer, Hoehenmeter, Gesamtfahrzeit, Pausentage, Fahrtage, Hoechstgeschwindigkeit….. Der selbstauferlegte Druck, den diese Zahlen erzeugen, und dem wir Radreisende uns wohl alle am Anfang unserer langen Reise kaum entziehen koennen: so und soviele Kilometer am Tag machen zu muessen, vorwaerts zu kommen, noch zwei Stunden weiterzufahren, weil noch zwei Stunden fehlen. Nur jeden x-ten…

Happy cycling

In Puyuhuapi the rain has reduced the speed of my trip to near zero. I stay on the camping ground. This then is the infamous rain in the northern part of the Carretera Austral. I am caught. From now on it will l rain cats and dogs for five days. Relentlessly and continuously, the rain…

Carretera Austral – Schotter und Sand

It is the last night in windy Patagonia on the Estancia Santa Margarite and I cannot sleep.  So relentless is the wind, and the next day, I plan to leave… But in the morning, the wind has died down as I say goodbye to all those I have come to love.  (Scoll down for more…)…

De Punta Arenas hasta El Calafate

I stay in Punta Arenas for almost a week.  Finally get off my ass and visit the famous cemetery, hike to the observation tower and then cycle to the site of an old ship wreck that, eons ago, got washed ashore just outside city limits. (Sroll down for more.) Fast eine Woche bleibe ich in…

Erste wackelige Schritte

First Baby Steps „The wind, the wind, the heavenly child …“ Who thinks up such nonsense? Between Ushuaia and Punta Arenas I covered a total distance of 455 km, sometimes riding my bike, sometimes pushing it, and for 200 km I hitchhiked. Only 15 km were on an asphalt road with wind in my back…