As promised we still have to tell the rest of our journey to Surce.
We entered the Salar the Uyuni and wanted to camp on this biggest salt flat in the world. We drove to the little island Isla Incahuasi in the middle of the Salar.
We had the best time along the way. No roads, no traffic, we could do whatever we wanted. A new speedrecord wasn’t an issue on our bikes, but still, a lot of fun. “Echelon port……echelon port GO!”
On Isla Incahuasi we met other tourists who were doing a 4×4 jeep tour. We spent the afternoon enjoying the strong sun on this salt mirror, setting up camp and waited for all other tourists to leave.
By sunset we were the only ones……enjoying a home made pasta, enough booze and poker in the tent.
After sunset temperature drops very fast. In the tent it was -3 Celcius…..
Next morning we got out of the tent and in the morning sun to warm our bones and make some essential coffee.
We had some curious visitors.
They were wondering why on earth we spent the night there and Mr llama was showing of with Mrs llama……
We headed east towards Uyuni, but before we left we enjoyed the salt flat a little more. Playing with the mind!
Next day we left Uyuni and ate dust for several hours to Potosi, driving behind big trucks on sandy roads.
Potosi is a beautiful colonial city. It is one of the highest cities by elevation in the world at almost 4100m. Founded in 1546 as a mining town, it soon produced fabulous wealth, becoming one of the largest cities in the world and the biggest exporter of silver. On wednesday (8th) we went on a tour through one of the mines. This one was still active.
Very impressive to see the miners work. Hard work…. Even for us. At 4100m there is already less air to breathe. Can you imagine how it was when entering a mine for several hundreds of metres, crawling through little holes.
We bought some presents for the miners, like sodas, coca leaves and dynamite!
We loved the Bolivian safety regulations………none! Buy dynamite and detonators of the shelve from a grocery store, bring it on the bus, while smoking and blow up whatever you want!
If we would have known that in advance….how much more fun could the Salar have been then.
Next day we went to Sucre. This might be one of the most beautiful colonial cities we have seen so far.
Whitewashed buildings, a nice plaza, palm trees and a great climate at 2700m. We were lucky…..this weekend was the biggest party/festival of the year.
We stay a few days here in Sucre, where we met Vince again and some other bikers. We also met Paul van Hooff, one of our inspirators for doing this trip. So, enough ingredients to drink a lot of beers…..
PS: Paul, get your ass behind that typewriter and finish your book! We want it ready and signed by the time we get back home.