Another moderately early start 8:30 on the bikes and we climb out towards the pass over the Andes. As we climb the temperature drops and drops, the lowest shown on my bike was 3C, down from 20C at San Pedro. Two stops are required to don more clothes to stay warm enough.
The border post at Paso Jama takes an age. There are people of busses humping their luggage through x-ray machines and all sorts. We have to exit Chile emigration, then Chile Customs and reverse the process through Argentina. The Spyder presents a challenge as does the NZ paperwork! Finally we all get through and we are home free in Argentina.
The scenery is astounding beyond description and we are clearly gettinhg out of the desert as there are vicuna, alpacas, lamas and quite a bit of vegetation.
One fuel fill was from the oldest operational petrol bowser in the world. Horrifying.
The most astonishing sight however is the salt flat - Saltinas Grandes. which is simply the most unusual thing we have ever seen. A huge expanse of salt which the locals mine. Stunning. The daft photo does it no justice.
The final act was the pass itself "Pucara de Tilcara Cuesta de Lipan". The road is hair pin after hairpin with big trucks, one of which attempted to wipe Mary out but only succeeded in moving her onto the gravel. Lucky though.
Pretty late arriving here (about 7pm) so it's a quick wash and out for dinner. Hard to appreciate the place at night but we will have a chance in themorning
Dinner is ok with live music which on this occasion was not too loud. Mary and I had a kind of schnitzel which was sadly not a great choice.