Bikepacking Cusco to Santiago

September 2023 - January 2024
A 107-day adventure by Laura Read more
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  • Day 14

    Aguas Calientes to La Chapilla

    October 1, 2023 in Peru ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    We left the hot springs early in the morning, after a last dip in the 40 degree pool.

    The day started off with a 10km climb to the border between the Cusco and Puno regions, high up on 4335m.
    Without rain and headwind this climb was much more doable than the one the day before.

    And from there on it was only downhill or straight on almost empty roads with beautiful mountain scenery!

    We battled some more headwind on our last 20k to our BnB for the night, but got rewarded with a very nice fireplace in the evening and great breakfast the next day 😀 oh, and not to forget: 3 cats, 2 cuddly dogs, 5 puppies, 3 geese and a bunch of guinea-pigs who all live at the BnB 🐈‍⬛️

    🚴‍♂️🚴‍♀️Distance cycled: 89 km
    🦙 Count: endless
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  • Day 15

    La Chapilla to Juliaca to Sillustani

    October 2, 2023 in Peru ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    For this day we had planned to cycle the 100km to Juliaca and stay at a Casa de Ciclistas.

    We both had heard quite a few stories about Juliaca but our BnB hosts assured us it we would not need to worry as long as we don't walk around the town at night. However, they did also call it the "wild wild west" of Peru and a "city without rules or police" where people take justice into their own hands. So we were curious to see what this place might look like.

    The ride there was quite beautiful, pdsing lots of lagunas with flamingos as well as many Llamas, Alpacas and Vicunjas. It was mainly downhill or straight and we had lots of tailwind, making it our fastest ride so far, reaching Juliaca in less than 4 hours.

    This was definitely one of the least nice places I've come across so far. The description of it as wild west of Peru seemed to extend also to the traffic, which was more chaotic than anything I had witnessed before in Asia, South America or anywhere else.
    In addition there where pupets carrying warning messages for thieves hanging from lamp posts all around town. Not the most inviting sign.

    It took us quite some time to make our way to the center and reach the alleged casa de ciclistas...but unfortunately no-one was there to let us in.

    After a quick lunch we decided not to look for an alternative to stay in Juliaca but to continue another 25km south.
    On a small gravelroad we made our way to Sillustani, a small archaeological sight next to a laguna that we heard would let you camp on their premises for free.
    After setting up camp we still had some time to explore the ruins and enjoy the view of the sunset with a cold(ish) beer 😀

    🚴‍♀️Distance cycled: 125km
    🦙Animals spottet: Llamas, Flamingos, Alpacas, Vicunjas, lots of dogs
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  • Day 16–18

    Sillustani to Lake Titicaca

    October 3, 2023 in Peru ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

    From Sillustani we continued to the Lake Titicaca where we found a very nice and quiet camping ground not too far from Puno.

    We took a rest day to explore the lake and went on a full day boat tour to the floating Islands and Amantani, spending 90% of the time sitting on the boat's roof and enjoying the good weather, the view, and the simple joy of not having to cycle for once 😅

    More to come later.
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  • Day 18–19

    Chucuito to Pomata

    October 5, 2023 in Peru ⋅ 🌙 11 °C

    Our last full day in Peru was spent cycling from Chucuito, our camp spot near Puno, to Pomata, the last town with a hospedaje before the Bolivian border. Or at least so we thought.

    On the way there we passed the town of Juli, which prides itself to be the "Rome of the Aymara" while featuring a Statue of the Eiffeltower in the main square...I mean...who doesn't know this very tipical roman land mark?!

    We arrived in Pomata in the early afternoon, just to find out that one of the two hospedajes was closed due to water shortage and the owner of the second hospedaje would only be back later in the afternoon. But the weather was good and the town rather nice, so we spent a couple of hours sitting around and waiting for the owner.

    Once the owner returned it turned out that his place, too, was closed, due to ongoing renovations...well aren't we lucky?
    Fortunately, after a short discussion the owner took pitty on us and let us stay at the Hospedaje nonetheless, since there wasn't really any other option for us to stay that night, except maybe the Church's backyard.

    The evening was spent walking around town, enjoying the view over Lake Titicaca from one of the mirradores.
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  • Day 19–20

    Pomata to Tiwanuku

    October 6, 2023 in Bolivia ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    A late update, but better late then never:

    We left Pomata early in the morning of the 6.10 and set off to the Bolivian border.
    We had already noticed the day before that the further we moved away from the rather touristsic Lake Titicaca, the more people would randomly greet us on the street and generally smile at us.

    After 40km we got to the Border.
    After having experienced many hectic and chaotic border crossings when travelling in Asia years ago, with many hours of waiting times and dubious border officials, I was pleasantly surprised by how fast we made it out of Peru and into Bolivia.

    The border crossing was for pedestrians only. And since Peruvians don't seem to need their passports stamped when crossing over, the queue at the border control was basically non-existent. We both got our exit and entry stamps within 10 minutes and were ready to go!

    You'd think you wouldn't notice a big change while still being in walking distance of Peru, but no! You could clearly feel you were in another country. Everything was even drier and dustier, dogs seemed less aggressive and we got to.see the first streetsign in...ages.
    Just the bolivian drivers are similarly crazy to the peruvians.

    With headwind getting stronger during the second part of the day we made it to the small town of Tiwanaku, halfway between the border and La Paz.

    After 2 hours of struggling to get Bolivian simcards and to top them up for mobile data - involving having to handle a terrible userinterface to register the simcard (made a mistake? Start again at 0!) and some phone calls in spanish (well, 50%spanish, 50% italian) - we found ourselfs a place for the night in a huge but mostly abandoned hotel and looked forward to cicle into La Paz the next day.

    Distance cycled 🚴‍♀️: 90km
    # of shops searched for sim cards 🛒: 7
    # of attempts to register the sim card📶: 15
    # of icecreams (to reward myself for sim card struggles) 🍦: 2
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  • Day 20–29

    La Paz

    October 7, 2023 in Bolivia ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    La Paz...what a city!

    While the ride through El Alto, the city/outskirts above the crater that is home to La Paz, was easily one of the sketchiest and worst rides ever because of crazy traffic, tons of wreckles and quite literally breathtakingly dirty trucks and some rather sketchy people (happy to have cicled in company), the Teleferico ride down into the city was simply amazing (see video)!

    Wiring and traffic in this place is crazy though. Traffic lights are more of a suggestion and more often than not a light turning red seems to be a sign to "just honk some more" while still crossing the road.
    This is why during rush hour you will see many a Zebra guiding pedestrians over the busy crossings, to try and keep the deathtoll low 🦓

    In addition, the geographic location of La Paz in what can best be described as a big, steep soup bowl means that streets generally feature a 10-20% incline making it difficult for the old minibusses used for public transport to get going once they had to stop.
    Same btw. goes for the odd cyclist...which is why I am very glad bikes are allowed on the Teleferico. But...sadly...you are not allowed to take the bike on the elevators taking you up to the departure level inside the Teleferico stations (because "it's the rule" 🙄), making a Gondola ride with the fully loaded bike quite the workout (I'm looking at you, 3x3 flights of stairs 🧐!).

    I decided to have a longer break in La Paz and take some private classes to improve my spanish.
    So,I spend my week with a mix of hard-core grammar and full immersion spanish classes in the mornings and exploring different parts of the city in the afternoons.
    From the outside of the infamous La Paz prision in the centre of the city - a micro cosmos without guards and with whole families behind locked doors (thanks to severe funding issues) -, to the busy markets buzzing with live, the witches market and more residential neighbourhoods full of street art.
    It is by all means a city of contrasts.
    In theory a majority of the population is christion...but...old superstitions and believes are still very much a thing. Want to build a house? Then you have to head to the witches market and make sure to get a nice big dead llama baby/fetus - size to be chosen according to the planned size of the house - to burry in the foundation to please Pachamama.

    It is now Monday the 16th October and while my bike is going to wait one more week for me in La Paz I am now en-route to the Jungle of Madidi National Park for some days of jungle exploration 🐒 wish me luck for the 14h bus journey ahead ✌️

    New updates to follow next week.

    📚 Number of tenses/grammar rules studied: a gazillion
    🦓 Live Zebras sighted: 5
    🦙 Dead baby Alpaca bodies: 100+
    💩 Nr. of food poisonings: 1
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  • Day 31–33

    Las Pampas

    October 18, 2023 in Bolivia ⋅ ⛅ 37 °C

    Three days in the Pampas are coming to an end.

    Day one started with a long car drive to our camp. This would usually have been a 3h boat journey along the river, but it is dry season here at the moment. Not just any dry season but the driest dry season in at least 15 years - at least that's how long our guide has been living here. Most of the rivers have dried out and huge lagunas have become dry enough for large wildfires to develope the last months and burn huge areas of the land that should normally be underwater.
    In the afternoon we still managed a little boat tour on the remaining river but had to get out of the boat at several occasions to push it over a sandbank. Scarry when you have just been watching hundreds of Caimans (some multiple meters long) gliding in and out of the water and you feel the piranhas swimming around your feet 🏴‍☠️🐊🐟

    While the dry conditions make it easier to spot wildlife, as all the animals try to find some comfort and food in the last remaining trickles of water, they are mainly worrying and show once again what devastating effects climate change is having on our ecosystems.

    The evening of day one was spent playing a round of soccer against visitors from other surrounding camps and was topped up by another boat trip in the dark, looking for the reflection of Caiman eyes in and around the river (there were some real 3m monsters to be spotted) and admiring the milkyway.

    Day two started with a 2h walk through the dried out pampas trying to spot an Anaconda. But due to the conditions there was none to be seen. Instead more and different monkeys, Capybaras , birds and Caimans could be spotted.
    By midday the temperatures had risen to a soaring 43 degrees and so there wasn't much else to do than lying in a hammock and dream about the more temperate climate of La Paz.
    Later in the afternoon our Guide took us back on the river for a round of Piranha fishing (allegedly for our dinner). While Matt managed to fish a couple of red bellied Piranhas (too small for dinner though), all I could get on the hook were some cute little sardines, which were directly released back to the water.🐠

    On the last day none of us made it to the planned sunrise boat ride, as the extremely hot nighttime temperatures were taking a toll on our sleep. It never really cooled down below 28 degrees outside, and what felt like 35 degrees in the huts 🌡🥵
    Instead we made one last final tour on the river later that morning and then called it a day and waited for our transport back to Rurrenabaque.
    And who wolkd have expected it...after months of no rain in the region it started pouring cats and dogs on our way back to town! So much so that motorcycle drivers got stranded on the road and ended up having to hitchhike to ther homes.
    It felt good to see all this water though, eventhough it probably won't last for long.

    The whole trip left me with mixed feelings. Whike I would not have wanted to miss out on such a unique and beautiful experience, being able to see such an abundance of animals - Caimans, different monkeys, lots of birds, Capybaras, Piranhas and more - I am also very thankful to be able to go back to the cooler climate of the Altiplano tonight, after 3 days of the thermometer not ever dropping under 30 degrees at night. And I am keeping my fingers crossed for some more rain in the pampas soon! It is dearly needed.

    Now off to an other 14 hour Andes bus ride ✌️

    🦇 Number of bats in our room: 2
    🧛‍♀️ Number of vampire transformations: 0
    🐊 Number of Caimans spotted: ♾️
    ❓️Most chill anymal in the Jungle: Capybara
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  • Day 34–37

    La Paz - Part 2

    October 21, 2023 in Bolivia ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    The bus ride back to La Paz was a bumpy one. Luckily the driver couldn't race up the mountain the way he probably would have preferred to, since the bus simply wouldn't go faster than maybe 50 kph uphil. Good for us, then on the straight bit before the mountains we had at least 2 very unsettlling curves in which it felt like the bus might trip over 😨

    We rode all the way back from 0 to 3600m altitude, passing over a mountain pass at 4600m, covered in snow!
    Soaring heat in the jungle in the afternoon - ice in the morning. That's how fast it goes here in Bolivia.

    Took the weekend to recover from the ride and prep for the weeks ahead.

    Tomorrow we will be leaving La Paz and heading south toward Oruro, continuing to the Salt flats.
    I will try to post another update after the salt flats (about a week from now) before heading onto the very remote Lagunas Route from Uyuni to Chile and further to Argentina, estimated to take another 14 days, mainly without internet coverage.

    Excited to get back on the bike!
    Stay tuned and see you soon!

    🌡amount of temperature drop between Jungle and mountain pass: 35 degrees
    🥙 Amount of food packed for the coming week: probably too much
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  • Day 37–38

    Tolar

    October 24, 2023 in Bolivia ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

    My last morning in La Paz started with packing my bike, receiving a farewel gift from my hosts Bernardo and Theresa - a little flute with a cat that looks just like their cat Roby 🐈😍 - and some advice on good bike mechanics in Uyuni from their Nephew, just in case it will be needed 🤗.
    I will miss this place!

    Then it was once again off into the crazy traffic of La Paz to meet Matt at the Teleferico station going south and up to the main road to Oruro starting in the centre of El Alto.

    While on the map this Teleferico looked like it was a single line from the centre of La Paz to our end station in El Alto, it wasn't. I realised just in time that I needed to get off to change to the second line going further up, but poor Matt didn't. And so he went all the way back down to the centre of La Paz and had to buy a new ticket to be allowed back on the gondolas...
    While I waited for him at the middle station I left my bike with a security guard to get some more water from a shop a floor down. When I came back up (a different flight of stairs then when going down) and decided it was time to head towards El Alto I must have been somehow disoriented...because instead of the gondola towards El Alto I took the line back down 🤦‍♀️
    I realised my mistake as soon as the doors shut...and a minute later I got to wave at Matt who had almost made it back up to the middle station.
    Long story short, the Teleferico guards on the bottom of the line must have thought we were both idiots (which we probably are) and we pretty much won the price for stupidest tourists in town that day.

    Once back up at the middle station the odyssey continued with a 15min discussion (of course all in spanish...thank you intensive spanish course) with another security guard who was trying to make us buy yet another ticket (we had already bought 4 each...) to take the second line up, claiming our bikes wouldn't fit on the gondolas with all the luggage...Which of course we new from experience wasn't true. In the end I won the argument - probably by pure exhaustion of my opponent (thanks MA for showing me how it'sdone 😉) - and we were allowed to continue to El Alto.

    Once we made it up, we embarked on our ride along the ugly, dirty, busy main road out of El Alto, travelling south.
    Progress was slow and we were forced to take shelter twice because of a thunderstorm. I hate cycling when there is lightning 😵

    Matt had not been feeling his best that day and so we decided during our lunch break, in what seemed to be a motorcyclists restaurant in the tiny town of Tolar, to call it a day early and get a good night’s sleep in the adjacent Hotel and continue with more energy the next day.

    🚴‍♀️Distance cycled: 57 km
    🐕 Nr. of dog attacks: 1
    🛣 Scenery of the ride: 2/10
    🏆 Prices won: Stupidest Teleferico users 2023✌️
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