South America: Patagonia Winds and Andean Spines
A ribbon through fjords, forests, and suspension bridges that sway in your helmet’s echo. Gravel gives way to patchy tarmac; ferries knit distant valleys. Fuel whenever possible, stash extra cash, and keep your camera handy. The blue of the Baker River is a color you will remember forever.
South America: Patagonia Winds and Andean Spines
Long, lonely, and hypnotic—then suddenly, condors over your visor and Andes in full roar. Expect ripio, fierce crosswinds, and unforgettable skies. Anchor nights in tiny towns, tape a lucky charm to your tank, and write us which kilometer marker whispered, “stop and listen,” before you even realized you’d braked.