We were effectively cycling down a one-way route towards the Salar de Uyuni. Due to the start of the wet season (Editor; good timing...?) we could not be sure we could actually cross the Salar. There had been torrential downpours every afternoon like clockwork.
However, we looked at each other and both knew; there was no way we were travelling back along that road, not by bike, bus, minivan or taxi. Of a 100k ride, there were 60k of the worst washboard I have have biked along. The only way back would be to fly out, which did not seem a very practical option. We were committed to crossing the Salar; but we could not be sure we would get away with it. The Salar could well be flooded out.
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