Finality is unavoidable. And this chapter of my life is about to come to a close. I’ve struggled a lot the past few weeks searching for that last ounce of motivation. I almost convinced myself to stay put in Punta Arenas and count down the days until my flight. But, something kept gnawing at me to push through a few more cold days. To reach Ushuaia.
Struggling with this lack of motivation, I found myself drawn to the idea of pulling long fast days of riding on the main road. However, something within me knew that I had to do right by the bikepacking gods. I therefore decided to make the most of my time in Southern Patagonia. After all, there are no guarantees I’ll be back.
The soon to be classic bikepack along the Beagle Channel was a highlight of this past week, even the trip itself. In large part because of what it symbolizes. A beautiful exit. A route which summarized the trip’s whole purpose. To escape roads and traffic, and lose oneself in a perfect piece of nature. This is bikepacking zen. As the specks of light grew and the outlines of buildings became more defined, I felt this overwhelming sense of tranquility take ahold of me. It was almost as if a tension had been released, one which I hadn’t known even existed. An ending which provided a context for the past year and a half of my life.
This is possibly/probably the last post I’ll be doing (I might to some gear reviews etc). I apologize for the lackluster photos but I spent all my energy trying to enjoy my last pieces of good riding and less time photographing them. There is so much we couldn’t have accomplished without the help of others. Completing a trip like this does not build on my ego, but only reinforces how lucky I’ve been to be able to achieve this goal. So, I humbly thank family, friends, and followers for your enthusiasm and support. You’re all here with me, at the end of the world.