The great journey of Route 40 in Argentina from north to south: the third stage a coffee in the middle of the clouds.
After having completed the first stage without problems
and the second contemplating the wonders of the puna landscape
he would encounter the first (mechanical) difficulties in the course of the third stage.
Roll and roll. It goes up and down the hill. With all senses alert.
A distraction, speeding means losing control of the bike and ruining the trip. And perhaps with more serious consequences.
And in the middle of this spectacular landscape, a true phenomenon: the beauty of a rainbow in the middle of the Puna.
And suddenly again in the middle of the aridity of the terrain, characteristic of the Puna, the water in our journey.
Water that steadily descends from the mountains and seeps through the terrain on each decline it encounters.
And suddenly the inevitable. I let myself be carried away by the enthusiasm and observe that endless landscape, I got distracted, I slipped and I went with the motorcycle to the ground.
Logro repararla y sigo
Finally I get to Abra del Acay.
The highest place on Route 40 at more than 4800 meters above sea level.
The old, long-suffering and beloved motorcycle, faithful companion of so many adventures, resists.
Upon reaching the top I make myself a coffee. Cafe in the clouds.
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