The ferryman helping with the push off the ramp. Never easy balancing the heavy bike rolling backwards on dirt. Todays destination was chosen strictly from number of kilometers and location to next days ride. I didn´t check for hotels or anything else. Ending up in Huari was bad. Absolutely no decent accommodation or restaurants. The room I got was dirty, had a bad bed and no other furniture. No bathrooms and the toilet in the yard had no running water. Here I´m having coffee at the towns shopping center of sorts. My stomach is strong but not that strong. My plan today was going 140 km west of the main road and attack the Salar de Uyuni from north, across and then back east. 170 km of salt desert. Reaching this point, I suddenly realize I´m not up for it. Too many unknowns. The lightning storm in front of me, can you ride the salt when wet?, and my stomach telling me to turn around. I end up going to Uyuni without riding the salt. Instead I play around with my drone.