The whole group made it to the bottom in this trophy shot.

Rolling into town, almost at the end....

Brando and I at the end of the road.

Peter and Rhonda laying it down for one last time.

Bridge over to our first hotel in Tierra del Fuego.

All manner of bikes try the ride south!

Ushuaia, Argentina

December 3

Well I hobbled in never-the-less. The bike remained in the truck but I was able to ride the last 150 km to the end of the road on one of the Globebusters bikes and get the picture.

The day was overcast and cool, perfect weather down in these parts. To get to Ushuaia you need to cross almost the entire island of Tierra del Fuego and cross over some snow capped mountains then down to sea level where the city is located along the Beagle Channel. Across the channel are the Antarctica islands which we can see from the shore.

We ride into Ushuaia as a group and also then all the way into the National Park. The road is very dusty and choked with tour buses. It costs 85 pesos to get in (about $20) and then another 15 km to the actual end of the road. We take tons of group pictures and crack open 5 bottles of Argentinean Champagne and bags of crisps (chips to us on this side of the pond) to celebrate the achievement. Some are very emotional at fulfilling a life-long dream.

Tonight we have a group meal that promises to be a late night of celebration. Thankfully we do not need to ride tomorrow and will be able to sleep it off!

Mark's 1150 is now showing signs of a failed clutch slave cylinder, and it is looking more likely that there will be two bikes in the van back to Buenos Aires. My driveshaft seems to be beyond repair and will also be trucked to the freight terminal. At least I did touchdown on Tierra del Fuego with my bike legitimately.