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One of my rather exciting routes off the beaten track on this trip...
...was leading me through some rather...
...uneven terrains.
To deserted and lonely beaches...
...wonderful peaceful free-camping spots.
At times it challenged my navigational skills...
...as much as the mud-loving side inside of me.
Sometimes it looks a lot easier than it is to pass...
...and sometimes it is a lot more challenging than what it appears to be.
I haven't always been travelling on my own, some passengers
joined me for a portion of the trip...
...but when it got muddy and...
...wet again, those passengers used to jump off as quick as they
jumped aboard earlier on.
In total I recovered 5 vehicles out of the mud. It is amazing how the
locals get through the mud with just two wheel drive and tires that
look more like the ones of race car than the ones of a mud- crawler.
Alone at Bahia Honda.
The road to Punta Gallinas, the most northern point of South-America
is supposed to go through that muddy pond. No chance to pass through,
even before getting into the pond I was almost knee deep in mud when
I went to check it out.
So I went to check out other routes to get there, more mud,
more Sand...
...and sharp, hard rocks as soon as the road was heading up.
You gotta love...
...mud.
Another spot to camp, off the road hidden in the bushes.
The third day there was no more rain and things started to dry up.
The blue truck though could not deny having had some fun in the dirt.
The dry mud got hard and its surface where uneven to drive on...
...and more rocks...
...through the Parque National Macuira the stones got tire cutting
sharp edged.
While later on along the Venezuelan border rocks and sand dominated
the terrain.
Dry desert lake, impossible to pass after rain.
More hard mud and clay...
...and signs that it has just been days since the last rain...
...along the road in the South of the...
...Peninsula de la Guajira.
Rock'n...
...Roll.
Through a part that tends to get flooded really bad the road was
stabilized with two concret tracks to cruise along on.
The last free camping night I have spent in...
...a forest of cactus...
...before the good gravel road brought me to places where I first saw
other cars again after a couple of days in the wild. And soon I was
back in Riohacha, where I got a stop at Toyota to pay the toll the
peninsula has asked of the blue truck. But as a regular blog reader
you know it wasn't all that bad at Toyota in Riohacha.
Check out my German blog for more pictures of the La Guajira-Tour!
