Antofagasta, Chile
I managed to find the local mechanic. A few amigos helped hoist Ghost Shad up onto some wood blocks. The head man did an impressively quick chain adjustment and changed the oil. He refused money, but when I insisted they take the bottle of local liquor that was stashed in my saddle bags, one of them looked as happy as I've seen any man for quite a while.
Riding for another few hours, climbing ad descending through the deserts hills, I arrived into a strange to...