Patagonia

 

Patagonia is like New Zealand’s South Island on steroids. Everything is so much bigger. The Andes, the wide-open spaces, the glaciers. I spent a month with some friends riding motorbikes from Buenos Aires down the infamous Ruta 40 skirting the Andes to Ushuaia at the bottom of South America and then back up via Ruta 3.  I say “infamous: due to the rocky, gravelly roads and strong winds that made riding hazardous. The days were often long – we covered about 9000km – but the miles don’t mean anything. It’s the memories of the vistas (such as Torres del Paine) and the people (including those who left their handprints 12,000 years ago at Cueva de las Manos).