“How much farther do we have?” John asked me this morning. “About 3700 kilometers?”
“Yeah, something like that.”
“Wow. Every 500 km really makes a difference now.”
All along, 500 kilometers was barely a drop in the bucket, but now that very same 500 km puts us a whole lot closer to Ushuaia.
500 kilometers is about all we can deal with mentally – to think about 17,000 miles was just too vast, too much to focus on. Since the beginning of the trip, we’ve broken the journey into smaller, more manageable chunks – getting to Fairbanks, then to Tok, the Canadian border, Haines Junction… We never really looked beyond that distance because… well, because our brains couldn’t handle it.
I remember walking down the stairs in a hotel somewhere in Panama and seeing a map of the Americas for the first time in ages. Alaska to Panama was a long way! I’m sure Alaska to Argentina is even farther.
All along we’ve had maps of specific areas – Alaska, Yukon, BC, Alberta, Montana, Wyoming… We slowly make our way across a country or state and rarely think about how it fits into the bigger picture.
But now – we’re seeing the big picture. We’re reminded every kilometer how much more we have to pedal. We’re forced to think beyond our normal 500 kilometers by those kilometer markers on the side of the road. We’re forced to think 4000 km now. That’s a stretch.
But this morning, when John mentioned about how each 500 km makes a difference, I started thinking, “How many 500 kilometers do we have left?”
About seven. That I can handle. Mendoza to Bariloche is about two 500 kilometers. Bariloche to Ushuaia about five.
So really, we’re almost there. Only seven segments left. That’s not so far, right?
Kilometers today: 108
Kilometers to date: 23875