Oregon to Patagonia | A Journey by Jedidiah Jenkins

Oregon to Patagonia

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God I love it when a place meets my expectations, and my...



God I love it when a place meets my expectations, and my expectations have been fifteen months or a lifetime in the making. Patagonia is gluttony. I found a stretch of paved road, and reveled in it. #oregontopatagonia #carreteraaustral #chile (at Villa Cerro Castillo,Chile)

Am I allowed to post this? @beccakyliee took my random words...



Am I allowed to post this? @beccakyliee took my random words from Instagram and made them into art. Wow. So incredible. Thank you! #oregontopatagonia

So some traveling Israelis, as common as pine trees down here,...



So some traveling Israelis, as common as pine trees down here, kindly recommended a woman's house in the next town for me to stay at. I went to the address to find an overgrown yard, a car lost in shoulder high grass, and a rickety house hidden behind bushes. I somehow located the door, and knocked. A port-hole, like on a boat, popped open with this woman's face on the other side. She squealed with joy and invited me in like I was publishers clearing house. She showed me to my room, made me coffee, and gave me a tour of every photo in the house, which is full to the brim like a Hoarders episode. She didn't stop talking or smiling or moving for even a second. She stood on a chair to bring down this picture of her mother, whom she kept insisting was the most beautiful woman in the world and kissed the photo probably six times, staring at it with wet eyes.



They say that only 7% of communication is verbal, 38% is vocal (how we say it), and 55% is non-verbal (what we do and how we look when we say it). In Chile, the accent and a cold demeanor have often made it hard for me to communicate and understand. This woman, who spoke Spanish without a pause... I understood every word. Every word. #oregontopatagonia #carreteraaustral #chile

Hundreds of kilometers of dirt roads are made much easier by...



Hundreds of kilometers of dirt roads are made much easier by proud smiling fjords leaning right over the water. I swear I am always almost crashing from the beauty. Chile is currently paving this entire stretch of road, it should be done in three years. I am glad because I want people to see this place. But it is also a loss. I remember reading in Cannery Row or somewhere Steinbeck was driving to La Jolla (near San Diego) and the entire coastal road south of LA was dirt. Dirt roads promise fewer cars and fewer people. The dust is a bastard but the quiet long distances between cars is worth so much. I feel like I am one of the last few who will know this stretch of road in its virginal and empty majesty. Like an Eden engorged with its secret beauty, untainted by eyes. #oregontopatagonia #chile #patagonia #carreteraaustral (at La Junta)

I can hear Dr Ellie Sattler now… ‘This species of...



I can hear Dr Ellie Sattler now... 'This species of plant can't be here. It went extinct 35 million years ago' or however it goes. This is ONE leaf. One single leaf. It is now my umbrella. Peace out real world. Hola Patagonia. #oregontopatagonia #patagonia #carreteraaustral (at La Junta)

I made it to Chile. Now it’s time for the famous Carretera...



I made it to Chile. Now it's time for the famous Carretera Austral, a thousand kilometer stretch of dirt roads and views like this. These flowers guided me all day today. I am basically in a constant state of almost crashing trying to crane my neck up to see cliffs and waterfalls and birds and the source of curious noises in the silence. #oregontopatagonia #carreteraaustral #chile (at Futaleuf'u, Patagonia.)

You know that eagle photo I posted a couple weeks ago? This is...



You know that eagle photo I posted a couple weeks ago? This is exactly how he was right before that photo. These regal fellows line the streets down here, as common a crows. I was kneeling down to catch him in this pose, then he busted wide his wings and curled his claws and flew. This one is for you Marissa. You soar. #oregontopatagonia #patagonia

When I did my kickstarter, I promised drawings and poems to some...



When I did my kickstarter, I promised drawings and poems to some of my backers. Snapshots of my experiences. I'm alone in Patagonia now, it's time to start drawing. This one's for you @glassofwhiskey. I love you brother. Thank you for believing in me. #oregontopatagonia #patagonia

My gear stacked high, with enough weight to cause wheelies on...



My gear stacked high, with enough weight to cause wheelies on steep mountain climbs. But I don't care. I carry everything I own with me, how many people can say that... save those brave ones who have filled their beat-up cars and driven west to chase a stupid dream that could come true. That could come true. How many amazing things in life exist for us all because some girl or guy tried something that was stupid at the time, but the gravity of their heart, and the expense of their comfort, changed the gravity of the world. I wonder how many times I've stopped to take a leak, left my bike like this by the side of the road, because I'm pee-shy and have to disappear into the woods.. I wonder how many people have seen this rig and shook their head and laughed, and said to no one 'crazy.'



#oregontopatagonia #patagonia

You read something which you thought only happened to you, and...



You read something which you thought only happened to you, and you discovered that it happened 100 years ago to Dostoyevsky. This is a very great liberation for the suffering, struggling person, who always thinks that he is alone. This is why art is important. Art would not be important if life were not important, and life is important.

- James Baldwin #oregontopatagonia

Scrolling through photos I found this one. The story behind it...



Scrolling through photos I found this one. The story behind it is wild. Don't know his name, but I met him near the border of Sudan in Northern Uganda. We were in a village far from any town and many of the children were terrified of the white ghost people. Absolutely terrified. This man came up and sat next to me and asked me the same question over and over again, in his native Luo language, and I could not understand. I got pretty annoyed at his persistence. He gently kept at it for thirty minutes until I finally asked a friend to help me find out what he wanted. They spoke in Luo, and my friend told me that all the old man wanted was to see a picture of himself. He had never seen what he looks like except in the reflection of a stream. We took this picture of him, and showed him the screen. He stared at it for a long held moment, with hardly any expression, considered himself, and turned and walked down the path into the tall grass. This is probably the only picture ever taken of him.

Often the distance between two towns is too great to make in a...



Often the distance between two towns is too great to make in a day. Reminds me of Steinbeck novels where people 'go to town' on horseback and tell their wives 'see you in a few days.' Last night I was in the Patagonian desert that traces the eastern side of the Andes. There was nowhere to sleep as the sun set, and absolutely no civilization. Then, boom, a crusty old bridge and a babbling brook of clear snow melt beneath it. My perfect home for the evening. A jackrabbit scared the snot out of me at twilight, as I did him. I screamed for no one but him to hear and cussed at nothing. He bolted like only jackrabbits can. Don't think he's ever seen a hairless ape under his bridge before.



#oregontopatagonia #patagonia #argentina #almosttoChile (at Ciudad De Esquel - Chubut)

It is a rare sight in this world to see a forest, natural as the...



It is a rare sight in this world to see a forest, natural as the sixth day of creation, untouched. To see what Lewis & Clark saw. To see what the ancient migrants from northern Asia saw 15,000 years ago when they entered the new world on foot and by canoe. They saw this.



#oregontopatagonia #argentina #patagonia (at El Bols'on Ruta 40)

The final month of biking requires a printed map. By early...



The final month of biking requires a printed map. By early December, I hope to have reached my ultimate location: Torres del Paine. The spires of these mountains have called me south since I was a kid. You know when you're little and you see a photo and say, in a high pitched cracking voice, 'one day I'm gonna stand right there.' Here I come.



#oregontopatagonia #torresdelpaine #thefinalmonth (at Estancia Peuma-Hue)

Batman and Robin vacation in Patagonia to escape the anxiety of...



Batman and Robin vacation in Patagonia to escape the anxiety of Gotham. ...and Alfred can't call down here. A minute of peace for once. Ugh. Alfred. He's exhausting.



#oregontopatagonia #lakedistrict #argentina #ponchos

This moss is called Old Man’s Beard. It’s all over...



This moss is called Old Man's Beard. It's all over the forests of Patagonia. Scientists study it because it is incredibly sensitive to pollutants in the air. It can only grow in the purest places in the world. I love fragile and sensitive things. They let us know that there are still some safe places.



#oregontopatagonia #argentina #iknowitsalichen (at Estancia Peuma-Hue)

The hotel in the distance is the Llao Llao, built in 1939. It...



The hotel in the distance is the Llao Llao, built in 1939. It was abandoned for thirty years and reopened in the 70s, meaning for a generation kids snuck through its halls and screamed at its ghosts. I'm currently sitting in the giant wooden lobby surrounded by antlers. This eagle sat with me on a cliff and then showed me the way.



Jack is typing at his typewriter and I saw two dead twin girls standing in the hall. Wendy is somewhere screaming and Danny is talking to his finger.



#oregontopatagonia #llaollao #theshining #bariloche #argentina (at Circuito Chico, Bariloche)

My white stallion took me up the mountain to see…



My white stallion took me up the mountain to see...

This. This is a real place that is real that also...



This. This is a real place that is real that also exists.



#oregontopatagonia #bariloche #argentina #patagonia (at Bariloche, Argentina)

We found it. High on the mountain, folded into the forest. Built...



We found it. High on the mountain, folded into the forest. Built into the boulder, two of its four walls are stone. There is an old wood burning stove inside. It is completely alone up here, and the snow muffles all sound. The only thing to hear is the monster-like groan of trees rubbing together in the wind. I was hoping a hunched over witch would hobble out and offer me a love potion for the right price. #oregontopatagonia #bariloche #argentina

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My name is Jedidiah Jenkins, and I am on a bike trip from Florence, Oregon to Patagonia. I'll be gone from August 2013 - December 2014. Back in the 70's, my parents walked across America in search of themselves and the country they called home. My friend Phillip Crosby and I are doing the same, but all the way down to the bottom of the earth.

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