What to become two years after?

Fin Parque Nacional Tierra del Fuego

About almost two years ago, a last downhill was bringing me into the port town of Ushuaia, southernmost Argentinian settlement on the Beagle canal. Sometimes I forget about it, sometimes memories hit me back in the face. Oh, yeah, true, I cross the Americas by bike! I had more than 30.000 km behind me, shared with about thirty people met on the road or in the biggest of the solitude. All those kilometres put on a map look like that: Continue reading

The 10 best roads in the mountains of the Americas by bicycle

Here is my best-roads-segments top 10 of this crazy adventure. You’ll find here different sceneries that were the most eye-opener, the most jaw-dropping places, where the most “wow” were shout. I would recommend those places to anyone who would like to wander on a bicycle, walking, in a car, on a donkey or whatever else in the continent’s mountains.

You’ll find the maps of all the following roads by clicking here.

10. Dempster Highway, Northwest Territories and Yukon, Canada

Dempster Highway

This is where everything started. Even if I wanted to cycle through the continent’s mountains, I initially planned nice little paved road to bring me South. Therefore, starting by a 700-km trip on gravel on Canada’s northernmost (and quite remote) road kind of contaminated me. If afterward I was putting my life harder by taking dirt roads, it’s Dempster Highway’s fault, which seduce me with its low traffic and infinite landscapes. This road crosses a quite nordic forest, vast toundra zones and two mountains ranges. Two river crossings are done by ferry. Points to get food is rare, except a few Natives villages in the northern part of the road. Halfway, an island of wannabe civilization (restaurant, camping, shower, garage) can help, without being able to buy food supplies. But if you prepare well, this Canadian Great North road will amaze. Don’t forget the mosquito repellent.  Continue reading

Report : Chile and Argentina

Fin Parque Nacional Tierra del FuegoWith my hair growing endlessly as kilometres go by, I get out of Bolivia and enter Chile at the end of October 2013. If some of my friends were telling me “Already in Chile! You’re almost done! Only two countries left!”, I was receiving the encouragement while clarifying. We forget that Chile, with an atypical geographical form of a thin land layer stuck between the Pacific and the Andes of 180 kilometres in average (going between 90 y 400 kilometres), stretches for almost 4.300 kilometres from North to South. With it’s neighbour, the country shares the third longest border of the world (after Canada/USA and Russia/Kazakhstan). Argentina, quite wider, is the eighth biggest country of the world. Through both countries, I cycled 7,625 kilometres, which represents almost a quarter of all what I did through the Americas!

If on one side, I was looking at weirdly through well shaved men, on the other side, I was integrated more easily with my long hair and my beard, where everything is more relax (on which point Chilean don’t hesitate to point out the laziness of their neighbours). Unfortunately, Continue reading