We wake up after a nice sleep and consume the included breakfast at the Best Western.
Then mount up and head out along the shore of Lake Chilean.
The road turn to dirt soon enough.
Right off the bat we are going to ride what Touratech calls "The Jungle" section of the WABCDR.
Riding the route like we did, from north to south, would mean this would be an steep long incline for us. It's tight with vegetation and plenty of tight switchbacks, soft power sand with a baby head size rock or three, in the mix at these turns.
Bruce and John already ahead I didn't want Mike to be taking the rear alone in case the GSA needed to be wrighted. There were no shipyards with dry docks for miles
So when I caught him flushing out the morning breakfast right before we crossed into "the Jungle"
After Mike lost a little weight in the porta potty, he blitzed ahead and I gave him a wide berth.
The climb out of Lake Chilean was steep.
Slowly and steadily the route lifted us above Lake Chilean on a southerly course. The views were spectacular, the air was clean and the temps were dropping as we gained elevation.
And the trail would close in. Almost engulfing both rider and bike, all the while still rising at a good rate.
I was just amazed that I was not seeing Mike & his Panzer capsized on one the of tight sandy turns. Incredibly, he piloted the bike all the way to the top like it was a, well, a 650 !
And there he is.
John already up there waiting our arrival.
The big lake can still be seen.
We high five & take in the landscape
Bruce way out ahead, John and Mike start up and continue.
I would sit down, alone, with no rush to be anywhere.
I just took in the moment.