Farewell Mi Amigo

As with most good things in life, they all seem to come to and end sooner or later. For the World by Road, one of those good things was having Fernando Bischof (aka Nandor, aka F-Dude) as part of the crew. Unfortunately, Fernando’s stay with us on the expedition has come to and end and it was time to say goodbye. It was tough to see Fernando go because he has been with us longer than any previous crew member on the expedition, over three months, and we all got to become pretty good friends.

Not only was Fernando a good friend, and will continue to be, he was an invaluable part of the expedition. Even though a few of us on the crew know our way around the Spanish language, you really realize how much of a help it was having Fernando on the team to translate and interpret now that he is gone.  It was especially nice to have someone like Fernando around to guide us through the problems we had with customs in Argentina as the technical nature of the discussions there was beyond all of our comprehension levels. In fact, on the very day Fernando left we found ourselves in the middle of a very difficult situation that required someone with a proficient grasp of both English and Spanish who could communicate our needs exactly… more to come on that incident later.

Fernando was also genuinely interested in pretty much everything and as a result of his inquisitive nature, we were all able to learn a lot more about the places we were traveling through and the people we were meeting than we could have learned in his absence. Fernando had traveled around much of South America on previous trips, so his knowledge of the area and of its history always enriched our experiences. I am really going to miss hearing “OK people, here is the situation…,” coming from Fernando and his sense of humor and his descriptions of past travel experiences were always good for a laugh every now and then. As with previous expedition members, new people have met up with us to take their places, but in this case, F-Dude’s replacement will have some tough shoes to fill.

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Wrecking his ears diving with the team

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Always thinking about the view from on top of the Tundra

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Never far from an Asado

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Taking the wrap for illegal produce

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Photo of the Week- NW Argentina

Laura has been working on these for a couple of weeks but had some trouble with her computer. So you will see a few of these photos of the week in a row to catch back up. Enjoy – Steve S.

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One tends to get creative on the open road in the middle of the desert; by the looks of it a local Argentinean trucker decided to amuse himself by playing taxidermist. The World by Road sticker on the hardhat was our idea, though, and Steve Shoppman was by no means dared to make out with the creature.

Out of This World Off Roading

Even though some of the toughest and most stressful segments of our expedition have revolved around the conditions of roads we have traversed, traveling down those difficult sections of roads can also lead you to some amazing places. Places that are hidden and inaccessible to someone without a 4×4 and in some cases a large set of balls. In a lot of the countries we have been through, we did not have a choice of whether we wanted to go off road or not. Going off road in many places is simply the only option to get from point A to point B. However, we have reached a point in the expedition where, for the most part, we can stick to paved and maintained surfaces all the way back to the States. Taking the off road route now has become the optional route. However, since we are both gluttons for punishment and more importantly curious about places that are in large part inaccessible to most, we still decide to go off road when we can. If and when you do manage to get to some of these well kept and preserved secret places, you find that the trials of getting there are usually worth it.

One of these places is the Sierra de Calalaste in northwest Argentina. Our traveling companion Fernando had been to this part of Argentina a few years ago and had stories of remarkable landscapes and natural beauty. This part of the country is remote and few foreigners, let alone Argentineans, actually get to see the beauty that this section of Argentina holds. Large untouched salt lakes. Picture perfect volcanoes and lava flows. Dramatic mountains that tower 6,000 meters in elevation over ancient sand dunes and deserts. But in order to witness these landscapes, landscapes that more closely resemble something out of a prehistoric or Martian movie set than anything from this planet, you need to be willing and able to brave the tough roads that lead you there. It was a nice juicy carrot at the end of a potentially sharp stick filled with lots of splinters.

Even though it is the dry season, the recently melted snows in the Andes had already wreaked havoc on the major transportation routes in the northwest part of Argentina in the form of washed out roadways and stretches of highway littered with debris from torrential floods, so it was anyone’s guess what the conditions of 4×4 tracks, some so small and remote they are not even marked on detailed maps of the area, were in. The only way to really tell what condition the roads were in is to ask locals in the area when you arrive. Most of the people we asked confirmed that the tracks were there and that they were for the most part passable, but that there were some difficult sections that could be problematic. When we consulted the National Police in charge of the region, they confirmed that the road was in fact problematic in spots by having to rescue a group of people stranded in two Toyota Hilux 4×4 pickups that had become bogged down in the sand 30 kilometers into the track. These guys had a winch and two well suited vehicles and still somehow got stuck to the point of having to hike 30 kilometers to get help. Our only consolation… they were headed uphill and we would be going down. However, that was not to say that other sections would not end up having us headed uphill in deep volcanic sand.

It was decision time. What choice do you make when people essentially tell you that the road is just as passable as it is impassable? Easy, go for it. We had seen some pretty bad stuff before, so we thought we were well prepared for whatever the Argentinean terrain would throw at us. Remember, in order to see some of these places, one of the requirements from time to time is a large set of balls.

The road proved to be pretty rough. It was not the most difficult or technically challenging road we had been down in the Toyotas, but it is pretty safe to say that it beat them up the most. Rough corrugation, softball and bowling ball sized rubble, sharp volcanic rocks, dry cobbled lakebeds and extreme elevation all took their toll not only on the trucks but on the drivers and the passengers in them. By the time we made it to the section where we thought the Hilux group had become stuck, it was getting dark and we were starting to get stuck too. Instead of trying to fight it through the section of sand in the dark, we decided to set up camp. The only problem for us was that we were a) stuck on a road perched on the edge of a volcano with no place to pitch a tent b) sitting at an elevation of 4,400 meters and already showing the signs of altitude sickness, and c) were about to spend the night in a area where the expected nighttime temperature was reported to go down to minus 15 degrees. It was time to see how big those balls were.

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In the morning, we woke up dehydrated and light headed from the altitude and a little cold from the freezing overnight temperatures but once we scraped the frost from the trucks, we were able to plow ahead through the sand. Luckily for us, it only necessitated a few thoroughly exhausting minutes of pushing and digging in order for us to continue on down the road and through arguably some of the most dramatic scenery we had come across on the expedition. The road was tough at times and combined with the altitude, it made for a tiring experience. In the end though, the team held strong and more importantly, so did the Toyotas, enabling us to see a part of Argentina and a part of the world that not that many people have seen in their lives or ever will.

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Sometimes people question why we chose to drive around the world in big, gas guzzling 4×4’s. There are definitely times when I wish we were getting the fuel economy of a Toyota Prius, but the downside of a Prius is that it will not even get you close to some of the places we have been to on this trip and for us, that is reason enough. After seeing the photos of the places we have been to in our 4x4s, it is usually enough of a reason for the people who raised the issue in the first place as well.

Back to Argentina Again

From Santiago we crossed the border back into Argentina from Chile for what might have been the 10th time. Over the past two months of zig-zagging between through the smallest of border crossings we have seen gorgeous countryside only available to those with their own transportation. This time, though, even some of you at home might be familiar with this particular pass as it is known for over a dozen switchbacks snaking the mountain side and eventually taking you back into Argentina by Chile’s Portillo ski resort and mighty Mount Aconcagua-the highest peak in the world outside of the Himalayas.

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Only 100km from the border is the world famous wine region of Mendoza.  The state is home to over 1,000 of the nations’ bodegas (wineries) and the main reason why Argentina is now the worlds fifth largest producer.  Although this area of the country is officially a desert, it nonetheless contains several key factors that allow for fickle grapes such as Malbec and Torrontes to grow to their fullest potential.  The main reason grapes, as well as many other crops, can sustain so well in this arid environment is due to an impressive irrigation system that funnels snow-melt from the Andes into precisely rationed channels that give growers unique control over watering their vines.   This system presently employed was initially developed by pre-conquest indigenous tribes and with the present industriousness of growers, the region has been recently been recognized as a UNESCO Natural Heritage of Mankind.

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But back to the wine, shall we?  Of the 1,000 vineyards only about 100 are open for DSC_0193tours and tastings and if you arrange well enough in advance the tastings will actually be wine parings with a multi course lunch.  Thanks to Aventura & Wine , and our guide Ricardo, we  got to attend not one, but two very exquisite lunches at locally owned bodegas Altos and Ruca Malen while learning proper tasting techniques.  All of the food and wine over the whole weekend was delicious but the production of our dining experience at Altos was outstanding.  Altos was the most rustic and personal of the vineyards and keeping with that feel the chef prepared the majority of the 15 (yes, 15!) courses with produce and herbs from a private garden to really make the difference.  The best part was the first 12 courses-an assortment of hand delivered tapas tastings, making us feel like unsuspecting judges on Iron Chef.

When the long days of tastings are over it is recommended (by us, anyway) to sort out a stay at one of the few boutique bodegas in Mendoza to appease what will no doubt become a gradual onslaught of the “self induced food and drink coma.”  Our relaxation pleasure was offered by the Espitia family who run the stylishly modern but wonderfully cozy El Aquamiel.  Tell them we sent ya!

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I can assure you that it’s not all 15 course meals and boutique hotels for TWBR…stay tuned to see what happens next at 13,000 feet!

Sucking Her Dry

I am sure everyone has been in the situation where you think you are going to run out of gas or better yet, have actually run out of gas at some point in your life. Whether it is running out of gas while idling in gridlock traffic or realizing that you have gone past the point of no return on stretch of road where the distance between gas stations is a lot further than you thought, it is an unsettling, frustrating yet all to familiar feeling that comes with driving. Even more so than any other scenario, going on a road trip always seems to attract at least the potential for running the tank dry at some stage in the journey. Road trips and running out of gas just seem to go hand in hand. I can remember many, many years ago taking a road trip with my family from California to Utah to go skiing and running out of gas in the middle of nowhere in Nevada. The story of a road trip is somehow not complete without at least some mention of running out of gas.

So far on this expedition, which is really just one extremely long road trip, we have yet to really run out of gas. I guess technically we have run out a few times, but in the grand scheme of running out of gas stories, I really do not think that they fit in. There was the time in the Australian Outback when we limped into a fuel station on fumes which had also run out of gas forcing us to buy aged helicopter fuel from a bush pilot. That does not count. There was the time in Western Mongolia when we were lost in the middle of nowhere with temperatures well below freezing, had exhausted our reserve fuel supplies and literally ran out of gas as we coasted into town. That does not count. There was the time in Chile when we were crossing the border to illegally smuggle fuel back from Argentina and ran out within sight of the gas station. That does not count. At no point on the expedition have we been stranded in the middle of nowhere agonizing over the reality of a long hike in search of fuel or have we been parked along the side of a desolate road eagerly anticipating the sight and sound of an approaching vehicle to rescue us from our predicament.

Even though we have not really run out of gas on the expedition, that does not mean we have not come close. I would guess that on no less than half a dozen occasions we have motored through the main tanks on the Toyotas and burned through our reserve supplies and were still far enough from where we thought the next fuel station was to sweat a little bit more than usual. We have really squeezed every last drop of fuel and every last vapor out of the tanks of both the Tundra and the Sequoia and have made it farther than we ever thought we could. Our Toyotas, like most modern cars that have been built in the last few years I believe, have a computer that estimates how many miles or kilometers you can drive on your existing fuel capacity based upon micro calculations of the fuel economy and driving conditions over the last tank or two of gas. As a result, you get a display indicating that you have let’s say 246 kilometers of fuel left. However, the auto manufacturers are smart and the computers deliver you a very conservative estimate. After all, the manufacturers do not want their customers coming back and saying that the computer told them they had 100 kilometers of fuel left but in reality, they ran out after only 95 and were stranded in the middle of nowhere as a result. Therefore, when the computer tells you that you have zero kilometers left to go, you have not run out of gas, but it is a strong suggestion that you had better find some soon or you most certainly will.

We have become quite familiar with the zero kilometers left display on the dashboards of the Toyotas. Most newbees on the expedition start to panic when they see the remaining fuel display tick down to zero, but we have seen it many times and have a pretty good indication of how far we can drive before we really are completely out of gas. In both trucks, we have driven about 30-35 miles or around 50 kilometers with the remaining fuel display on zero and the fuel needle pegged to the bottom. That is pretty far when you think about it, so the manufacturers were really being conservative with the calculations the computer makes. We knew we could make it about that far based upon previous trials, but the other day, we had no choice but to determine just how far the Tundra could go on zero.

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Last gas for a long time

Crossing back into Chile in the Atacama Desert from Argentina proved to be a long and difficult stretch of off-road that zapped our fuel supplies a lot quicker than we anticipated. It was a combination of deep sand, driving in 4-high/4-low, and extremely high altitudes… we crossed two mountain passes that were well over 4,200 meters above sea level, that put us in a situation where we had hit zero on the Tundra yet the next town with a functioning gas pump was over 100 kilometers away. It was not looking good. Fortunately, from our perch at 4,500 meters up on the Paso de Sico, even though San Pedro de Atacama was over 100 kilometers away, it was mostly downhill and the last 85 kilometers into town was paved.

Do not ask me how we did it, but the combination of coasting downhill and the improving road surface conditions, not to mention skillful driving on my part, all culminated in us cruising into town with the engine still running. The final tally… the Tundra made it 62 additional miles (99.2 kilometers) with the needle buried and the computer showing zero. We even had enough gas left in the tank to drive around town four or five times looking for gas. I am sure Toyota does not want this information coming out and I am in no way suggesting that you try and drive your Tundra for another 60 miles when the computer thinks you should fill up, but even though we did not run out of gas, it is a road trip/gas related story that is definitely worth mentioning.

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Santiago: I hardly knew ye!

The trucks are fixed and, many thanks to PatoPower, we are well geared for the upcoming road conditions of the Atacama, Bolivian salt flats, and the Pantanal wetlands but due to our friends on strike at customs, we left Santiago about 4 days behind schedule.  Chile and more specifically Santiago was a wonderful place to spend a few extra days, despite how the government employees might feel.

The first major highlight of Santiago is it’s geographical location-just one hour from the Andes to the East, one hour from the coast, and filled with picturesque vineyards in between.  People that we met in other parts of Chile voiced that life in Santiago is too stressful, too loud and too hurried-which is true of any city but while it is far from a beach or quaint mountain town, life here actually seems comparably easy going.  Aside from the central business district, it is noticeably clean and well kempt, the metro is highly efficient and the buses can actually go unnoticed.  The majority of the city is situated among a plethora of bright, manicured flora so arriving in Springtime was to our full benefit.  Regardless of what might be just a reaction to the impeccable weather it appears that people here are always this laid back, no matter the season.  This becomes apparent when you notice that, unlike every other city, absolutely no one runs to catch the subway train waiting at the bottom of the stairs…possibly because  A: No one is really bothered to be in a hurry and, B: you can almost feel the mutual respect among one another no matter where you are.

Knowing that it truly takes all kinds, Chileans also seem far less hassled by people surviving on the hand out of others.  For whatever reason, political, economical or otherwise, there are hundreds of people that take to the streets every day to perform in the crosswalks of red lights, or in front of packed sidewalk cafes and bars.   Some are really quite impressive like the cheerleaders tossing each other high in the air while others might serenade your lunch in the fish market. In the eyes of most Santiguinos, those people are providing a service and it is usually the gringos who decide it is better not to throw a couple of coins their way.

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Another thing that this particular outsider feels may contribute to the less harried lifestyle here is the unabashed, shameless public pot smoking.  Aside from certain nations and provinces pocketing the modern world, it is quite rare to see and is something that I certainly had ever heard of in regards to Santiago.  It really just takes one afternoon in any one of the numerous green spaces (no pun intended) to notice what is going on around you…of course some are teenagers after school, but more than that are people 30+ in small groups with their friends, some alone just passing through, some wearing suits and others not, but none concerned with the presence of anyone else.  A second or third afternoon witnessing this behavior and now convinced that no one is in the park for any other reason, will have you google-ing comibinations of “cannabis” “Santiago” “laws against” to try to get to the bottom of it.  More than a few searches yields that it is technically slightly decriminalized, however apparently most feel it’s a suggestion rather than punishable. Hmm.  More power to ya, Santiago!

Casual observances or not, Santiago contains all of your worldly needs but with a refreshingly humble yet proud Chilean vibe and is not to be missed!

Off the grid for a few days.

We are headed into Northwest Argentina, followed by the Atacama Desert, eventually driving through the southern region of Bolivia where their famous salt flats reside and then to Santa Cruz where we will obtain our Brazilian visas for the Pantanal.  This means that we will be out of contact for about the next week; however, we already have some new content ready and will be working on some more while we make our way through this region and anytime we have Internet we will be uploading.

More importantly, we have been making some huge progress lately and by the time we enter the Pantanal we will have finished nearly 3/4 of the miles that we will drive in South America.  While we are going on almost 2 years for this journey, it is a true sense of accomplishment to be able to see the finish line.  I don’t want to get ahead of myself, as we still have some crazy adventures ahead of us…maybe even some of the craziest yet (still have to find a way around the Darien Gap), but to put this in perspective…

It is like we have been in University, now we are seniors and in the last semester.  Unlike all of the semesters before this one, we were always signing up for the next round of classes, this time the story is different.  I guess just like college, it is exciting and scary to think that the end is getting close.  Now the usual question that we get has much more meaning: What are you going to do when this is all over?

It’s Official!

The World by Road is pleased to announce that all crew members are now officially certified in the world’s most elaborate hobby: scuba diving!

On Friday last, Fernando Bischof, Melissa Terry, Darrell Stephenson and Laura Sutton passed the PADI open water scuba written test with flying colors after already having completed the actual open water dives.  Aside from the written exam taken in Santiago, all other courses were coordinated and conducted at San Alfonso del Mar in Algarrobo, Chile.  Not only that, but the three English-speaking members have also had the unforeseeable pleasure of adding a barrage of SCUBA-centered words to their flourishing Spanish vocabularies.

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Suiting up for the occasion is probably the most difficult part.  7mm wetsuits are ideal for the 12C water temperature common for 18m/60ft deep off the central Chilean coast.  Once down there, it is a stunningly surreal experience.  The relative visibility on the first dive was minimal at best with only 2m in any direction.  The second dive the next day was much better.  We went down 18m/60ft and made our way through massive boulders covered with massive starfish.


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This is the view of the worlds largest swimming pool (certified by Guinness Book of World Records) from our condo.  If you can believe it, this is only half of of the length of the pool.  You can rent kayaks, paddle boats and even sail boats to navigate between the floating trampolines.

New Photos – Gabon

Gabon was a pretty short segment on the expedition. We crossed into Gabon from Cameroon with only a few objectives: get our visas for the Congo and the DRC in Libreville and pick up our newest crew member, Jen. Gabon turned out to be a pretty laid back country and it was also geographically significant because it was our first time crossing the equator in the Toyotas. While we waited for the visa process, we met a local guy who went by the name of Jack Daniel. Jack was working on building some bungalows on a quiet piece of property he had purchased just outside Libreville. Jack was kind enough to let us pitch our tents on the property and even cooked us some great meals while we were there. In return, we thought it would be a good gesture if we helped JD out with some of the work. In the end, it was definitely more of a gesture than anything tangible because after 10 minutes of swinging an axe around or attempting to dig a trench, the heat and humidity of Gabon got to you and you had no choice but to take a break with JD and some of his homemade palm wine.

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Public Servants Strike Again… Literally

“All human wisdom is summed up in two words – wait and hope”

– Alexandre Dumas Pere

“The key to everything is patience. You get the chicken by hatching the egg, not by smashing it.”

– Arnold H. Glasgow

“Patience is the ability to idle your motor when you feel like stripping your gears.”

– Barbara Johnson

The list of quotes related to patience is just about as long as the situations in life you will undoubtedly encounter that require it. Problems are inevitable in life and having the patience to deal with problems as they arise will undoubtedly make your life easier. I knew that there would be a lot of situations that would require a lot of patience on this expedition, and I like to think that over the course of the last two years, I have become a much more patient individual. Just about every day on the expedition, something will come up that requires some degree of patience. Whether it is trying to communicate with someone in a foreign language about the simplest of things, or waiting for political issues in the country you are in at the time to run their course, having the ability to be patient can get you through a frustrating situation without doing any physical or emotional harm to yourself or anyone around you.

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We have been here in Santiago, Chile for a little over a week now making some repairs to the vehicles and everything has been going perfectly. We met some great guys in Santiago who really know their way around a vehicle, they have the technical know how to fix problems that have been lingering for months and they are doing all of this out of the kindness of their hearts. Everything was going so smoothly that I was almost expecting something to break the rhythm and necessitate me to tap into my patience reserves, so when we were informed that most public servants, including customs officials has gone on strike in Chile on Tuesday, it was not that much of a shock to me. The problem with public servants going on strike, and more specifically, the customs agents, is that the day before the strike, a replacement part for the suspension in the Sequoia arrived in Santiago. We had been waiting for this part for nearly a week and now that there was a strike going on, it did not matter that it had arrived at the airport because there was no one there to clear the package through customs. I am now once again finding myself in the position of verbally repeating some quotes about patience in my head.

“Patience and fortitude conquer all things.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.”

– Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Hopefully, and according to Vauvenarques, “patience is the art of hoping,” these striking public servants and customs agents will negotiate an end to the dispute and reach some agreement with the government regarding the 14.5 percent pay increase they are demanding. According to the local papers, the strike is only supposed to last two days, but we are in Latin America and things here have a strange tendency to drag on longer than you expect. In the meantime, all we can do is be patient and hope for a quick resolution to the problem and spend our time working on other things. After all, one of the secrets of patience is doing something else in the meanwhile.

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