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I'm Joseph Savant, photographer and moto adventurer. 

I just completed an amazing motorcycle journey to the tip of South America from Alaska, exploring and photographing all the way. I hope you enjoy the blog!


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© 2017 by Joseph Savant

Patagonia Bound!

A photo adventure from Alaska to the tip of South America

After a nine month, 30,000 mile motorcycle journey through Alaska, the West and Mexico,

follow along as I ride solo from Mexico to the tip of South America!


Catch Alaska and my other travels here

Since the latest blog entries post at the top, you may wish to start from the beginning!

September 22, 2017

From the time I mentioned traveling to Mexico years ago, I've never heard one good comment, Everyone, especially those who've never been, have warned me over and over not to go. Surely I'll be robbed, decapitated, kidnapped or worse. There's a bandit behind every bush!


September 21, 2017

Charlie and I were both tired from our time in San Cristóbal, mainly due to the upcoming religious Festival. At all hours of the day there were constant fireworks, not your average Black Cats but extremely loud booms like a 44 Magnum. In addition, for some reason a mar...

September 20, 2017

One of the places I'd wanted to visit on my last trip was the indigenous town of San Juan Chamula just outside San Cristóbal. It is a bit notorious for its people and self rule. Many stories abound about the serious nature of the Tzotzil people and their reputation for...

September 17, 2017

The next morning about 7 am, I'd awoken to feel the bed shaking. At first I thought Charlie was shaking my bed to wake me, but when I looked over, Charlie had just popped up awake and was sitting up in his bed. He asked if I'd felt the shaking and I told him it had wok...

September 16, 2017

One of the benefits of a long trip is that you can go whichever way you want, whenever you want. The flipside of the coin is you have so many choices and it changes daily.

Charlie and I both were unsure which way to head after Oaxaca, the only commonality being that we...

September 15, 2017

Having slept like a baby - possibly induced by the residual pot in the air of my room - I took a shower in the shared bathroom, feeling fully as if I'd just experienced the showers of a Mexican prison (minus certain scenarios, I might add). I scrambled for my gear and...

September 15, 2017

Leaving Cholula that morning, I thanked mama and her family, giving the girls a hug which made them burst into giggles. I retrieved the bike from the secure lot around the corner, loaded up my gear and hit the tollway for Oaxaca. It was a wild, fast ride to get through...

September 13, 2017

I was up early, sorting through stuff for the morning ritual. I gathered the bike from the secure parking lot and as I was loading, a young man coming down the street spotted the moto, running over to me and speaking excitedly. We miscommunicated a bit, but he was very...

September 12, 2017

It was cold when I headed out to load the bike from the hotel, probably 50º F, but by the time finished it had warmed up a bit. I hadn't expected much cool weather in Mexico, but I was happy to have it. The trip previous had been terribly hot and I'd braced myself for...

September 10, 2017

After an outstanding breakfast of "chilaquiles", I headed out into morning mist, heading up steep streets to the main square. Live music was playing, quite good, and I entered the jardin to find some locals dancing to the sound of the band. The vocalist was great, but...

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