The morning air was cool when I strapped my bags back on the bike. The clouds from yesterday had all disappeared overnight and I could feel that today was going to be a fantastic day. Sometimes it seemed endless.. It was never boring, the landscape is just phenomenal. Almost every few minutes I pulled over to just stare for a while or snap a photo. The blue sky made it even better! A herd of Vicuñas (or Guanacos), I saw a lot of them on the southern part of the route. There’s always one male on lookout away from the herd. The highest point on the route is near the Sol de Mañana Geothermal area, just under five thousand meter (16.000ft). Even walking slowly I was out of breath quickly, oh and then there is the smell.. There are multiple fields in the area, when I went to the next one I didn’t pay attention where I parked and the bike fell over. I only noticed it after a few minutes and ran back to pick it up. Mistake: don’t run. I was so out of breath it felt like I was going to pass out. When I felt better I tried to start the little bastard but it wouldn’t budge, figured it was probably flooded and being at this altitude it’s running pig rich anyway. Tried starting it again but then heard the battery losing power. Pushstarting on the sand at this altitude would mean certain death for me so out came the toolkit to remove the plugs. I cranked it a few more times before putting the plugs back in and although coughing and sputtering it hesitantly came back to life. And then I dropped it again 1 minute later on some mud, kept it running this time. Heading towards the thermal baths close to the Chilean border I met two English cyclists. Had a quick chat and asked if they needed anything, but they were alright. They were both carrying a 5L water container plus all their gear. I guess they were well prepared otherwise you wouldn’t tackle such a route on a bicycle. More stunning views and Vicuñas. Arriving at the thermal baths I was surprised to see so many people there, all of them brought there with the many Toyota Landcruisers. It was great to relax for a while, soaking in the hot water. I asked for something to eat at the small restaurant there, it was expensive and pretty horrible. All the tour groups bring their own food so there’s not really anything available. While soaking I met a small group and they later invited me to join them for lunch. It wasn’t far now, only the Salvador Dali Desert to cross and beyond I would find the Bolivian Customs. The bugger fell over one more time, breaking the left mirror. Sorry @roadcapDen Almost.. one more lake to go. It was actually two lakes and the tracks ran right through the middle. But on the other side I spotted the Bolivian customs building. One last look back to this incredible landscape I had just traversed. From what I’ve seen I would say it’s one of the best routes in South America! Customs and immigration were a breeze, no one around. And soon I hit pavement for the first time in 500 kilometers. Whoohoo, a new country! Coming down from the Altiplano to San Pedro de Atacama, it’s one straight road down the hill. I didn’t even need reserve to reach the town. The extra 5 liters I got in Uyuni were enough to take me all the way to San Pedro de Atacama. The town is really touristy and that is reflected in the prices, coming from Bolivia they’re higher anyway. I changed my last Bolivianos, got dinner and a beer to celebrate! Poor little Honda, in dire need of some TLC. But what a trooper it is!