I'm doing some long days to get south before the weather turns for the worse. So not a lot of time to update the RR. The bike is at times taking a beating too, so keeping that on the road is my primary objective at the end of the day. I'm kinda limping it to Santiago now with a bald front tire, broken luggage racks and a leaky brake master cilinder. And although Chile is really modern and has Wi-Fi everywhere I'm not lucking out on my hostel choices. Every time the Wi-Fi sucks and the supposedly hot showers are cold (first world problems eh..). But there's a Wi-Fi signal when I hold my phone in one corner of the hostel room here in Copiapo so here we go. I could have gone straight from Medellin to Bogota, about a days ride. But I had given myself some extra days to explore the area north of Bogota. So instead of heading south east I went north east from Medellin, heading for Bucaramanga. The ride was again filled with great roads and beautiful vista's. On this stretch of roads I came across Robbie again, a Canadian riding a Triumph 1200. First met him in Mazatlán and later we went for dinner in Antigua. Close to Bucaramanga I decided it was enough and pulled over at a hotel to check for availability. There was also a Colombian couple on a NC750, they just pulled over for a drink but we started chatting anyway. While I was telling them about my trip another couple pulled up looking for accommodation. Familiar faces, Hanne and Jasper from Belgium. We had Christmas together and they were on the Stahlratte too. Great! Jasper and I informed about room prices, got scared and then quickly went to a hotel across the street for cheaper options. We ended up sharing a 3 bed room. The Colombian couple invited me to stay at their place in Bucaramanga but unfortunately it didn't work out with my plans the next day. Hanne and Jasper were heading south and I was heading north, to ride a little road made famous by The Grand Tour. If you haven't seen their Colombia special definitely look it up on YouTube. In the episode they drive their collection of misfit cars over this high rickety old wooden railway bridge. Jasper had figured out where it was and had shared the location with all of us on the Stahlratte. To get to this old railway bridge I needed to cover some dirt roads through the beautiful Colombian countryside. After some dirt roads you get to the old railway route. The tracks have since long been removed but the gentle route through the hills still contains reminders from the old times. In the from of tracks reused to make bridges. After a few kilometers finally it was there, the bridge! But damn.. No motorcycles allowed, now what? It's Colombia, signs are just for show.. What I didn't know was that after the show they covered half the bridge with metal plates, making it a little less daunting. Still, would have made some cool drone shots (if I had one). Ticket that one off the list, let's get back to the paved roads. The rest of the used-to-be railway didn't disappoint either. Since it was still early I decided that after getting lunch in Bucaramanga I would continue to San Gil. Boy did I enjoy that 45A road! A complete change of scenery with the roads in the morning. A quick stop at the Parque Nacional del Chicamocha for a look into the canyon. Sure would've loved to visit that Waterpark, look at the backdrop. After a great day of riding I found myself a nice hostel with secure parking right in the center of San Gil. The hostel in San Gil was pretty sweet so I decided to stay two nights. Gave me time to explore the surrounding towns a little. Main focus was the Chicamocha Canyon and the small town of Barichara. On iOverlander someone had put up a location for a viewpoint of the Canyon, it looked like a fun ride so get on with it. Without luggage the bike felt so much lighter, I was having a blast on these little roads. The road ended at a small farm, a worn out old sign indicated the entry fee and a number to call in case no one was there. A luck would have it there was also a French girl hiking to the canyon. She called the number and 10 minutes later an old lady shows up and opens the gate for us. Together with the French girl I walked further to the viewpoint. The pictures never do such a place justice, it was such a massive sight. There's something red hidden in this picture. Oi! There it is.. Alright I've seen the canyon, I'm getting hungry so let's get to Barichara and get some lunch. Found this great vegan place with really tasty food and a fresh juice as extra. Sat there for a while looking at all the different folks walking past, they probably thought the same about me sitting there. Barichara turned out to be such a nice photogenic town. Definitely some tourism but not overrun or anything. Of course there was also a good lookout point over the canyon. I followed a winding paved road to the town of Guane, got bitten in my shoe by a devilish Chihuahua (aren't they all) and quickly returned to San Gil. Where I visited the botanical gardens, to finish the day of with a walk.