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Muddy Bumper Adventures, Asunción (2026)

23/04/2026

9 pictures of a waterfall, really?

Iguaçu Falls

I made my way up to the northeast corner of Argentina, bordering Brazil and Paraguay, to visit Iguaçu Falls, the largest waterfall systems in the world. It has been on my bucket list for a while.

The falls consist of around 275 individual waterfalls spread across nearly 2.7 kilometers, creating a vast and dramatic landscape of cascading water.

The formation of Iguaçu Falls dates back approximately 135 million years, when volcanic activity created layers of basalt rock across the region. Over time, erosion caused by the river carved out the falls, gradually shaping the cliffs and drop-offs seen today.

The most famous section is known as the “Devil’s Throat,” a U-shaped chasm where a massive volume of water plunges about 80 meters, sending up powerful clouds of mist that can be seen from far away.

Iguaçu Falls is one of the New Seven Wonders of Nature, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and undoubtedly one of the most remarkable natural landmarks on Earth.

A nice finale to my two months traveling in Argentina (with a detour into Chile). A wonderful country.

Next up: Brazil.

13/04/2026

I made my way north, stopping several times along the Atlantic coast.

When I reached La Pampa Province, I turned east toward the region south of Buenos Aires, curious to explore an area I had heard surprisingly little about.

What I found there was an unexpected piece of Danish history.

In the late 19th and early 20th centuries, thousands of Danes emigrated to Argentina. Drawn by agricultural opportunities and supported by the country’s active immigration policies, around 18,000 eventually settled there—making it the second-largest destination for Danish emigrants after the United States. Many established themselves in the fertile lands between Tandil, Tres Arroyos, and Necochea.

These communities did more than farm the land—they brought their culture with them. Danish schools, churches, and social clubs helped preserve their language and traditions for generations. Even today, traces of that heritage remain: churches still stand, a statue of one of the first settlers marks their presence, and a Danish cemetery quietly reflects the lives of those who made the long journey across the Atlantic. Local surnames, traditions, and even architectural details still show a clear Nordic influence.

It’s striking to imagine the magnitude of that decision—to leave a small, familiar country like Denmark and sail halfway across the world into the unknown, driven by hope, necessity, or determination.

I spent a few days in Tandil, a charming city with a historic center, cozy cafés, and a relaxed, unhurried atmosphere—the perfect place to pause and reflect.

From there, I continued to Balcarce, birthplace of Juan Manuel Fangio and home to a museum dedicated to him. Fangio remains one of motorsport’s greatest figures, holding five Formula One World Drivers’ Championship titles (1951, 1954, 1955, 1956, and 1957). Known for his remarkable consistency and adaptability across teams, he achieved an extraordinary win rate of nearly 47%, winning almost half the races he entered—a record that still stands today.

03/04/2026

End of the world. Fin del Mundo. 🌎🔥

I finally made it to Ushuaia—the southernmost city in the world.

This moment means a lot to me. After being shipped from Japan, I picked up Toto in Vancouver, Canada, in June 2024. Now, nearly two years later, I’ve reached the very end of the Americas. Seventeen countries. Twenty-one border crossings. Twelve climate zones. 36,000 km. And even shipping Toto across the Darién Gap.

Along the way, I’ve met countless kind and welcoming people, experienced some of the most breathtaking landscapes on Earth, and witnessed unforgettable sights that will stay with me forever.

And I’ve been incredibly lucky to share parts of this adventure with my amazing wife—traveling together through Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica, Panama, and Argentina whenever she could join during her holidays. Among many reasons, I love her deeply for that, and for standing by me while I live out a dream I’ve carried for decades.

Ushuaia, the capital of Tierra del Fuego—literally “Land of Fire”. Its name dates back to 1520, when Ferdinand Magellan sailed through the nearby strait and saw bonfires burning along the coastline, lit by indigenous peoples. A land shaped by wind, sea, and history—home to the Yaghan people, later a remote outpost for explorers, missionaries, settlers, gold diggers and even a penal colony in the early 20th century. Tierra del Fuego is unlike anywhere else. Wild, raw, and beautiful.

I will spend some days here, explore the surroundings, take in the dramatic scenery, enjoy some fresh seafood and drink a few well-earned beers to celebrate this milestone.

But the journey isn’t over yet.

Next up: The Long Way Up—heading north along the Atlantic coast toward Uruguay and Brazil. And after that shipping Toto to Africa, my continent # 5.

27/03/2026

After 10 days on the Carretera Austral, I decided to cross the Andes and continue south on the Argentinian side.

The weather in Chile has been classic Patagonian—shifting between rain and sunshine, often accompanied by strong winds. It’s an incredibly beautiful part of the world, with lush green valleys and snow-capped mountains.

A few hours before reaching Coyhaique, the provincial capital of Aysén, my windshield wipers stopped working. I had to keep driving through heavy rain without them, which was quite an experience. Once in Coyhaique, I discovered that a linkage bushing had broken—a part that costs around $20. Unfortunately, it isn’t available in Chile, but with the help of a local mechanic, we managed a temporary fix using glue and duct tape. Not ideal, but hopefully it holds.

In Argentina, I’ll follow another iconic route: Ruta 40. One of the longest roads in the world, it begins at the Bolivian border and stretches roughly 5,000 kilometers all the way to Río Gallegos at the southernmost tip of Patagonia. Remote, rugged, and partly unpaved—another adventure awaits.

20/03/2026

Well, six driving days in a row is quite unusual for me. But I was aiming for Patagonia, and that’s quite a stretch from Paraguay.

I cruised through several Argentine provinces, including La Pampa—which is about the size of Greece but with a population of only around 300,000. It’s famous for gauchos, farming, and endless flat plains, making me feel I was alone in the world.

On day six, I finally crossed into Chile, my country # 43, and eventually reached Puerto Montt—the gateway to the Carretera Austral.

The Carretera Austral (Ruta 7) has been on my bucket list for ages. It’s a 1,240 km road slicing through the wild, remote landscapes of the Chilean part of Patagonia. It connects towns that, not too long ago, could only be reached by boat, horse, or sheer determination.

Construction started in 1976 and was mainly carried out by the Chilean Army, who had to deal with dense forests, steep mountains, relentless rain, and glaciers casually getting in the way. No surprise it’s considered one of Chile’s toughest infrastructure projects.

Even today, big chunks of the road are still unpaved. You’ll pass national parks, rivers, lakes, glaciers, fjords—and occasionally have to take a ferry. It’s rural Chile indeed.

The weather? Quite different from the sweltering heat of Asunción. Here it’s cold, rainy and windy, so long trousers, a fleece, and a down jacket are getting plenty of use. Autumn has arrived in this remote part of the world.

15/03/2026

Returning from Patagonia, we spent our final days together relaxing in Buenos Aires.

We also took the time to attend a late-night tango performance at Teatro Piazzolla. The show guided us through the history of tango, born in the working-class neighborhoods of Buenos Aires and Montevideo in the late 19th century. Over time, it evolved from the streets and port districts into elegant salons and grand theaters, eventually becoming one of Argentina’s most iconic cultural symbols.

After my wife flew home to real life, I continued to Asunción to reunite with Toto. As he was due for some maintenance, I made an appointment with a well-known garage, Laterza Competition, named after Mario Laterza, a legend in the rally world. Now aged 72, he has a long history of building and preparing rally cars for teams from around the world and with famous drivers such as Carlos Sainz and Juha Kankkunen.

During the work on Toto, I spent most of my time at the garage, eating lunch with the staff and chatting with Mario. He had many entertaining stories to share from his long life in motorsport.

We changed the oil and filters, repaired one of the brake pistons, got the injectors renovated, and fixed a few other issues. Toto also went around the car wash and should now be as ready as he can be for new adventures.

I have some serious driving ahead of me, as I need to reach and explore Patagonia and eventually Ushuaia before winter arrives. The distance from Asuncion to the start of Patagonia is in itself around 3,000 km.

05/03/2026

After a week in vibrant Buenos Aires, it was time for a change of scenery. You can’t come to Argentina without heading south to Patagonia.

We took a three-hour flight to El Calafate, a small town on the edge of Lake Argentino and the gateway to the region’s wild landscapes. With a rental car, we explored the vast surroundings—endless pampas, stunning lakes, and snow-capped peaks beneath an enormous sky. The sense of space and silence was unlike anything we had experienced before.

One highlight was visiting the impressive Perito Moreno Glacier. Covering around 250 square kilometers and rising up to 70 meters above the water, it is the largest glacier in the world outside Antarctica. Unlike many others, it is easily accessible and remains relatively stable rather than retreating. We were lucky enough to witness huge blocks of ice calving into the lake—an unforgettable and humbling sight.

Another day, we drove to El Chaltén, a small mountain village within Los Glaciares National Park, a UNESCO World Heritage Site known for its dramatic peaks, vast ice fields, and exceptional hiking trails. We spent some hours hiking to a scenic waterfall, with breathtaking views of the Río de las Vueltas, fed by surrounding glaciers.

Patagonia truly feels like another world—raw, remote, and breathtakingly beautiful. I will return later with Toto, but I’m deeply grateful we had the chance to explore part of this extraordinary region together.

After four days in Patagonia, we’re back in Buenos Aires to enjoy the city a little longer. Soon my wife will fly home, and I’ll head to Asunción to pick up Toto and begin the next chapter.

26/02/2026

Recoleta in Buenos Aires feels like stepping into a different era. Wide, tree-lined avenues stretch past elegant old mansions and Parisian-style buildings with grand facades. The city’s wealthiest families once calling this neighborhood home. Today, the old grand mansions are mostly used as embassies and hotels. Recoleta is also home to the largest bookstore in South America, El Ateneo, situated in an old theater from 1919.

Right in the middle of it all stands Recoleta Cemetery, one of the most unusual cemeteries in the world. It’s often described as a “city of the dead.”Once you pass through its gates, you find yourself wandering a maze of narrow stone lanes lined with towering mausoleums. There are marble statues frozen in dramatic poses, stained glass glowing in the sunlight, and heavy bronze doors guarding family vaults. Established in 1822, it became the resting place for presidents, military leaders, writers, and generations of Argentina’s elite. Walking there feels like strolling through history.

When we visited, we learned something surprising: tombs here can actually be resold, sometimes for as much as 40,000 USD. But there’s a catch — before the new owner takes over, the seller must remove the existing caskets. It’s a strange mix of real estate and remembrance.

Among the thousands of vaults, one grave draws a steady stream of visitors: Eva Perón. Born María Eva Duarte in 1919, she rose from humble beginnings to become First Lady after marrying Juan Perón. To many she was simply “Evita,” a champion of workers’ rights, women’s suffrage, and the poor. When she died of cancer in 1952 at just 33, the country went into deep mourning.

Even after her death, her story didn’t rest. Following the 1955 coup, her embalmed body was secretly removed by the military and hidden in Italy under a false name. Years later, it was returned to Spain, and finally brought back to Argentina in 1974.

Today she lies in the Duarte family mausoleum. Compared to the grand tombs nearby, it’s surprisingly modest — a dark stone vault covered with fresh flowers and handwritten notes. People stand quietly in front of it, not just because of history, but because her presence still feels real. Evita remains at the heart of Argentina’s story.

23/02/2026

Back in travel mode.

After a few cozy months in Denmark, it was time to pack our bags again. Last week, my sweet wife and I landed in Buenos Aires. We’ll spend two weeks together here in Argentina; when she heads home, I’ll continue on to Asunción to pick up Toto and complete the South American chapter of my world journey.

We’re truly charmed by Buenos Aires. Imagine Paris blended with Barcelona, then infused with unmistakable Latin American soul — that’s the feeling. Grand boulevards, leafy parks, and character-filled neighborhoods packed with corner cafés give the city its rhythm.

We’re based in San Telmo, the city’s oldest barrio, where cobblestone streets, markets, and a laid-back atmosphere make it easy to slow down. From there, we have easy access to other famous hoods, such as La Boca, bursting with painted houses and bold street art, elegant Recoleta, with stately architecture and leafy plazas and Palermo, where creativity thrives among boutiques, parks, and buzzing restaurants.

As the birthplace of tango, the city still pulses with passion in late-night milongas. Literature, theater, and lively debate are woven into daily life, giving Buenos Aires both intellectual depth and creative fire.

Of all the major cities I’ve visited on this journey, this one ranks among my favorites. It doesn’t just invite you to visit — it tempts you to linger. A city of intensity and intimacy, where nostalgia and modern energy meet on every corner. A true cosmopolitan capital.

And the weather? Sunny days around 25°C with low humidity. Hard to argue with that.

02/12/2025

After saying goodbye to Robbie, I crossed the border from Bolivia into Argentina (my country # 41) and began my journey through the country’s northern region, heading east toward Asunción, the capital of Paraguay.

I was going to Asunción for a reason. Remember the two Paraguayan motorbike guys I met at the Peru–Bolivia border? Through their friend—Jørgen, the Danish Honorary Consul for Paraguay—I had been kindly offered a place to park Toto at the Vintage Car Museum in Asunción.

Over the last four months, I’ve travelled through Costa Rica and Panama, shipped Toto to Colombia, made my way south through Colombia, and explored Ecuador, Peru, and Bolivia—where I ended up spending two unexpected weeks rebuilding Toto’s engine. It’s been an intense stretch of travel, full of new places, people, and experiences. As incredible as it has been, I can feel my mind needing a breather. At some point, the “hard drive” fills up, and I need to hit pause—spend time with family and friends, reflect on everything I’ve seen, and plan the next phase of the journey through South America.

So now I’m flying home for Christmas to reunite with my family and friends and to get some work done.

In Asunción, I had the chance to spend time with Jørgen and other members of the vintage car club and I’m deeply grateful that they offered me such a safe place to park Toto.

Throughout this journey, I’ve met so many kind, caring, and fascinating individuals—far more than I ever expected. Encounters like these remind me that the world is not a bad place at all. In fact, it’s full of warmth, generosity, and simple human goodness, if you just take the time to look for it and meet people with an open mind.

26/11/2025

There’s a saying: “When you make plans, God laughs.”

After exploring the Uyuni Salt Flats, my plan was to continue along the famous Laguna Route—an epic three-day track across the remote Altiplano. No real roads out there, just lagoons, mountains, and a lonely crossing into Chile’s Atacama Desert.

I was fully prepared: full tanks, offline maps, food, water—everything.

About 40 km outside Uyuni, Toto suddenly died. Early morning, middle of the desert, no signal, almost no traffic. After hours of waiting, I caught a brief phone signal—just enough to reach someone in Uyuni who sent a car to tow me. Three hours later, I was back in town.

The engine inspection delivered the worst news: a bolt on the timing-belt tensioner had snapped. With the timing off, valves and pistons collided, breaking the camshaft and bending valves. Most of the engine needed to be rebuilt.

Luckily, I met Robbie, a British expat and longtime mechanic. We towed Toto to his garage and got to work. For nine days he picked me up at 9:30 a.m., and we worked until evening.

Uyuni sits nearly 4,000 meters up, with freezing nights and very few diesel Land Cruisers around. Nothing is “off the shelf.” Everything requires creativity. Our days were spent tearing the engine down, hunting for used parts, visiting tiny garages and scrap yards, grabbing lunch, and planning our next move.

We eventually found a used camshaft, valves, guides, a timing-belt tensioner, bolts, and gaskets—nothing came easy.

There’s another saying: “If life gives you lemons, make lemonade.”

Being stranded for 10 days wasn’t fun, but I enjoyed the challenge—solving problems and swapping stories. We’re the same age, both obsessed with cars and bikes, and we got along effortlessly.

Once the parts were in hand, we reassembled the engine. On day ten, we were ready to start Toto—and it worked perfectly.

For someone who isn’t a trained mechanic, it felt like a huge achievement.

And the best part? Robbie offered to drive with me to the Argentinian border just to make sure Toto was fine—a six-hour trip for him, followed by a bus ride back.

23/11/2025

After visiting Copacabana, I continued on to the Uyuni Salt Flats (Salar de Uyuni) in southwestern Bolivia—a place that has been on my bucket list for many years.

Salar de Uyuni is the world’s largest continuous salt flat, covering about 10,500 square kilometers, roughly the size of Cyprus. It lies at an altitude of around 3,650 meters on the Altiplano, a high plateau formed by the evaporation of ancient lakes. Beneath its hard, polygon-patterned surface is a thick salt crust and mineral-rich brine that holds one of the planet’s largest lithium reserves.

There are no roads across the flats; you navigate entirely by compass. You can drive for hours over a perfectly flat, white surface—and it’s easy to lose all sense of direction.

Scattered across this vast emptiness are a few islands, the remnants of extinct volcanoes. The most famous, Incahuasi, is covered in giant cacti and offers panoramic views over the endless salt horizon.

I had a fantastic day exploring the Salar. Because the landscape is so uniformly white and completely free of landmarks, your depth perception breaks down. With no visual reference points, objects far away look just as close as those nearby. This illusion lets you play with perspective and create photos where people appear tiny, gigantic, or floating—some of the most entertaining and surreal shots you can take.

Years ago, even the Dakar Rally passed through this immense landscape.

The nearby town of Uyuni serves as the main gateway for travelers heading out to the flats and the surrounding region.

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