VIAJE a LOS ALPES en MOTO 🏔️ DOLOMITAS, STELVIO y MEJORES RUTAS OFF ROAD / ON ROAD

VIAJE a LOS ALPES en MOTO 🏔️ DOLOMITAS, STELVIO y MEJORES RUTAS OFF ROAD / ON ROAD

Forty million years ago, a mountain range was born in Europe, the product of plate collision and erosion. For millennia, it was home to tribes, Celts, and Ligurians, a natural border between kingdoms and republics, a stage for wars and trade. These mountains are known as the Alps, which I’ll be traveling through by motorcycle, making a selection of the best routes and destinations so that when you go, you don’t miss a thing. And at the end of the video, I’ll share my opinion on the equipment I’ve been using: the Insta 360 cameras, the Mosko panniers, the Mitas tires , and of course, the BMW 1300 GS, their advantages and disadvantages. So, let’s say no more, let’s get to it! Good morning, everyone! Sorry, sorry. We repeat. Good morning to the whole tribe! Today we are in the Di Rezzo forest, getting back on the road after a few months of editing, resting, etc. This is nothing more and nothing less than the beginning of a ten-day trip I’m going to take through the Alps. We’re going to visit haunted villages, mysterious forests, towering peaks, and mountain spirits. The weather is good, the sensations are beautiful, and Agustín Ostos, known as SoyTribu, is back on the road. Wow! How beautiful! Welcome to Triora. Triora is surely the most paranormal village in all the Alps. Here, in the 16th century, a group of women were accused of witchcraft due to a series of bad harvests. That led them to search for them, find them, and torture them into confessing. This is Triora, the village of witches. When photos are taken here at night, strange lights sneak into the resulting photos. It’s also said that there are sudden temperature changes in the village, and every now and then a laugh pierces the silence of the night. “You can hear voices.” “And you, on a scale from one to ten, how much of a witch are you?” —Eleven. Well, the next destination after Triora is Monesi. The map tells us this way. Well, this is the way we’re going. This is the way, crossing mountains where remnants of Napoleon’s armies can still be found today. Let’s hope things don’t get complicated before their time. And besides, the body has a memory, the memory of everything it did before. And I’m awakening it right now. How it wakes up to find so much traffic at a crossroads. Phew! It seems to me there was a concentration of vintage cars on dirt roads today. Funny, huh? The old Renaults. Now I can really feel the Alps in my chest. How wonderful! —Hello, good afternoon! —Hello! —One question, sir. Do you know if Monesi is in that direction? And after confirming that it is, I wanted to get to know it a little. —Are you working with animals? —Yes, yes, yes. —Where are you from, sir? —I’m Nigerian. —I really like Fela Kuti. —Oh, Fela Kuti! —Seun Kuti, Femi Kuti… The day I’m lucky enough to go to your country, Nigeria, I’ll go to the Afrika Shrine. —The Shrine! Yes, yes. —It’s where they make the music, right? —Yes, I understand. —Long live Afrobeat. In the past, I imagine all shepherds were Italian, and now that Italians, as well as most of the rest of Europe, don’t want to do certain tasks that are so physical, well, it’s the migrants who are doing it. Oh! We have to honk here because we don’t know if modern or old cars are coming. But look at that road, eh? Wait a minute, let’s look at the magnificent alpine landscape that accompanies us. Let’s see if we can take a photo. And so I arrived in Monesi with the intention of taking a route reputed to be the most beautiful. Well, up this hill is the entrance station to the famous Via del Sale. It’s one of the must-see things for adventure lovers: the Via del Sale. But you have to book for the Monesi to Limones section or vice versa. It costs 15 euros and there’s a scheduled time. I arrive as usual, almost late. “Hi! How are you? This is where the Via del Sale starts, right? ” “Yes.” “I’m a little late… ” “It’s better, so there’s no one around.” “Yes, that’s what I thought. That was the strategy! ” “Thank you so much!” “Good fun! ” “I hope so!” The lady trusts me a lot, but the other bikers I’ve seen have all said to me: “Have you ever done Hard Enduro in your life?” And I said, “Well, yes, once in El Salvador, but on a motorcycle that weighed five times less than this one.” The good thing is I know there’s a German coming behind me, so we have insurance. A well-used motorcycle is a catalyst for change, a visit to the psychologist, an escape from the dull daily grind. If you go deep, it opens portals, provokes catharsis, sculpts memories, injects peace. And if you spend it traveling, it teaches you to understand the world, to be a better person, to live in freedom. That’s why I came to La Ruta de la Sal, to forget the bad, remember the good, and really push it. The famous Vía del Sale, which translated means the Salt Road. This road was used for trade between the nations, peoples, and tribes that have lived here throughout history. Despite having seen so many landscapes on each trip, I’m surprised by the beauty of the planet we inhabit. “I hope this was the hard part!” —This was the hard part. The lady told me it was after the shelter. So it was this part, and supposedly we should be fine now. —Where are you going, man? —I have no plan. —An amazing place to camp is Fort Central. Oh! Let’s go! Phew! How’s this? Oh my goodness! Bff, I think this is it, huh? It’s scary, I’m a little scared of spending the night there. How impressive, huh? It was big. Well, I think I’ll camp around here. I set up the tent, ate something, and looked up the history of the site. Fort Central was built in the late 19th century to protect the Tende border crossing between Italy and France. It was used by different sides in both World Wars I and II. And how symbolic that where there was once death… Now life grows. There are some stairs leading down here, but it’s creepy; it smells old. This is a good place for a sniper. What I find incredible is that, having been a protagonist in this place, the things it was, today there are people playing frisbee with a camping gas can, playing cards, sipping a mojito… The power of human beings to redefine their meaning always surprises me. Just as I’m sometimes surprised when we forget the weight of history, which is so present. “Live your dreams, be happy, travel safely.” Well, after this wonderful night here at Fort Central, I’m off to visit other mountains. How lovely it is to share time with the people along the way. Unexpectedly, they invite you for a glass of wine, a rum… The direction I’m heading in now is, in principle, going to be… I’ll explain it with the map, I can’t remember it very well. Bardonecchia, but first crossing an endless number of Alpine mountains, which, while brown now, are albino in winter. This is another of the iconic routes in the Alps called the Strada dei Cannoni. A road that was particularly used during World War II; armies would move through here to secure the area and advance positions. And I advanced on mine until… We’ve reached France. Olé! Well, here we enter France, in the Hautes-Alpes region, as you can see, but we won’t be there for long because today I’m spending the night in Italy again, in a wonderful place that I’ll show you in a moment. Sometimes, as I’m traveling, I imagine the voiceover. Here it would say: “After passing through a bunch of small French villages…” After passing through a bunch of small French villages, I head back to Italy to climb from Bardonecchia to Colle Sommeiller, the highest legal dirt track in Europe. This is a dream, isn’t it? The Alps are for dreaming. This is a good time to thank Alberto Mancuso of O2 Riders for giving me all these destinations. If any of you want to do these routes, but are afraid or whatever, doing it alone, well, they organize motorcycle trips. They’re the people I learned with. Let’s see if I learned well. Did I learn well? Yes or no? I think so. Come on, we’ve passed the test. The curves are getting tighter and tighter, but this tractor can handle anything. —See you later! Let’s get out of here. But don’t touch the ground, okay? Don’t touch the ground, guys. Ass to the left, driving gently, and that’s how you’ll climb the steep, sandy curves. Alberto and Pérez, I hope you’re proud of me. I came to your course knowing nothing, but little by little, I learned along the way. Anyone who wants to learn must read first, travel later, and then rectify what they’ve learned. Learning to unlearn ignites the light and surprises the shadow, creating the space necessary for knowledge. Learning is always a gift, said Buddha, even when pain is the teacher. Life taught me that I must keep traveling if I want to keep learning, because, as this woman says: “It’s not so important what you’ve already learned, but what you’re about to learn.” Oh, oh, it’s rocky. Oh, oh! Let’s go, we’re reaching the top. Let’s go, let’s go! The final part of this route is tough. That’s my refuge. Well, we’re going to sleep here. There are traces of snow. “Oh!” “Thanks! What a great route! And honestly, what a beautiful planet.” With his drawings of landscapes and places, and with his humans exploring them on electric motorcycles built by… —For fun, as a hobby. —How are you sure everything will be okay? —You aren’t. And that’s beautiful! —Is it legal? —No. But how do you determine what is legal and what isn’t in a world where morality serves other interests? —People who forget their history are doomed to repeat it. Every so often there’s a war over any interest. It can be religious, economic, political, ethnic… It’s a pattern! At some point in history, it’s one that inflicts harm . Give time, and the one who suffered the harm will now be the one to inflict it. I hope the people making decisions make good decisions because that’s the only way. And apparently we’re in charge. Sometimes I wonder if it’s an illusion… —Have a nice day, man! —How old are you? —35. —35? —You look much younger. —Thanks a lot! —Have a good trip and hope everything goes well. —For you too. —And let’s hope the world has peace. —Goodbye! Let’s hope the world is free. And yes, may the world remain free and we with it, because freedom is one of our most sacred possessions, and if we study history we can see that they’ve always, always, always tried to limit it, reduce it, shorten it. All things considered, we’re incredibly lucky with the time we’ve been given to live in, but sometimes luck twists and these things happen. —Have you hurt yourself? —No, no… And other times, more than the motorcycle, it’s the police that hurt you. —You shouldn’t go on. —Why? —There are police a hundred meters away. —Have they fined you or something? —Yes. —How much? —144 euros. —My God, I’m so sorry for you. —It’s okay, don’t worry. —Have a good trip and thanks for warning me because I was ten seconds away. —They heard you. —Did they hear me? —Yes, they were getting ready. —I guess today’s my lucky day. —Yeah, well, not ours, but at least… —Have a good time, guys! Thanks! Bye! Well, considering that if I continue along this path, the police are 200 meters away and I’m going to get a €144 fine, I’ve decided two things. First, I’m heading for Switzerland, and second, since we won’t be able to see the fort, I’m going to show you one that, in my opinion, is much better. Here we go! And after visiting Forte di Exilles and greeting those guarding it… Good morning, everyone! I headed to the next country on my alpine route. —Hello, good morning. —Hello. —Can I buy vaginas? Note: “fig” in Italian is “fico,” not “figa,” which means “vagina,” which is why this lady looked at me with a narrow, yet circumspect look. And then came the second mistake. Well, now we say goodbye to Italy for a bit and enter Switzerland, a country that isn’t part of the European Union, which has several implications. One of them is that you’d better turn off your phone data. Now I’m going to explain something to you. —18.50 euros. —Through the tunnel? —Yes. —It’s expensive, right? —Unfortunately, it’s not my decision. —It’s not personal… —Exactly. If I already thought northern Italy was expensive, I’m going to flip out over Switzerland, the country along with Iceland, probably the most expensive in Europe. Especially if you get confused. I’ve messed up. I’ve messed up because if you go through the tunnel, you don’t go to Saint Bernard Pass, which is over there; you go through the tunnel, you don’t go to Saint Bernard Pass, which is over there, up in the mountain, and you go through underneath. Too bad, I’ll have to ask someone. —Good morning! How are you? —Good, and you? Is everything okay? —I don’t speak much French, but… To get to Great Saint Bernard Pass… How do you do it? —Let’s see, you come out of here, and before the tunnel, turn right. —Before the tunnel, turn right, five kilometers… Okay, thank you very much! —It’s a pleasure! Good route! —Thank you, thank you! —With pleasure! —The pleasure is mine, from me to you! Just to meet that woman, it was worth making a mistake. That woman embodies peaceful living. And following Calimoto and the lady’s instructions, I corrected my mistake. But the beauty of mistakes is learning from them. And here we are in the Great St. Bernard Pass. The important thing is that we’ve arrived, and the second important thing is to remember what I was saying on the motorcycle: that Switzerland isn’t part of the European Union, and that means that when your phone connects to the Swiss telephone network, it’s going to cost you a lot of money. So, how do you solve the classic situation where you arrive in a country, a destination where your usual plans don’t work? Very easy, with eSIMs. And what’s an eSIM? It’s like a regular SIM, but electronic, digital, invisible. And which one do I use? I use this app called “Saily,” which has worked quite well for me in America. They have plans in more than 200 countries, and also by region. And using it offers two major advantages. On the one hand, you save time from having to go to a store, insert the skewer, and take yours out, which you then lose. On the other hand, you usually save money. The truth is, it’s very convenient, and I’m going to show you how to use it. It’s very easy. To start, you have to download the app. That’s the first step. Second, you go to the app and click on “Add data.” In the search bar, select the country you’re interested in. In my case, it’s Switzerland. And I enter, for example, the 5 GB for 30-day plan. I click “Continue,” and at checkout, it asks me something important. You have a coupon, and we’re all in luck because both you and I have it. It’s none other than SOYTRIBU, and it reduces the price by 15%, which I think is pretty good. You click “Apply,” select your payment method, pay, install it, and that’s it. The code is very easy, but just in case, I’ll leave it in both the description and the comment. Well, I hope Saily is as useful to you as it is to me. We continue the journey. Now I’m going to tell you the story of Saint Bernard. Saint Bernard of Menton was a priest who dedicated himself to helping travelers crossing the dangerous Alpine passes, where avalanches, storms, and thieves abounded. In 1050, he founded the Great Saint Bernard Hospice, a refuge to provide shelter, food, and care to those attempting to cross the mountain. Now, family, we’re off to Switzerland. How the water flows from the high mountains. We’re in Switzerland, and it shows. Look at these classic wooden houses here. These churches with their peculiar bell towers—it’s one of the beautiful things about humanity, that each person makes it in their own way. And notice that with the amount of wood they have to cut down to make these houses, there’s quite a bit of forest. Look how much forest there is! But besides forests, there are also plenty of caves. Oh my! Switzerland, Switzerland, incredible. Look how the sun shines in there, huh? It’s as if God were speaking to me. He probably said, “Turn it down a little, I still want you out there doing things.” The doll animates to the rhythm of the heart and vice versa. Nufenen Pass. Okay, this is the Nufenen Pass. It’s very pretty, isn’t it? This is the beautiful Swiss village of Sonogno. This is where a young man named Luca lives, whom I met in Costa Rica years ago, and he owns this business called Grotto Efra. —Hi! At Grotto Efra, I recharged my batteries and the necessary nutrients to continue the route, and I also took the opportunity to ask questions about Switzerland. “It’s a place where nature is the patron saint of the house. In theory, we’re neutral, but Switzerland is still selling weapons to nations in conflict. So, for me, we’re not neutral, we’re neutral theoretically. ” “So, Switzerland…” “You must like it. And how could you not like it with human beings like these ?” “For me?” “Yes. Between lands. I’ve been like this for quite a few years. ” “This is a bit of salami and a bit of bread. ” “I’m not just going there feeling emboldened, but also feeling angry.” “I’m angry. If you like peace and quiet, you’ll like Switzerland. But since I, in addition to peace and quiet, also like movement, we’re heading for the Stelvio Pass, one of the must-see destinations for two-wheel lovers in the Alps. Look what Switzerland must be like, I’m escorted by ten soldiers on motorcycles.” They want Agustín, I Am Tribu, to have all the security he didn’t have at other times during his trip. But since I’m a lone wolf, I’m going to get ahead of them all. Albula Pass. It seems like we’re in a Mongolian steppe, right? Well, this is the last picturesque Swiss town I cross before going to the Stelvio Pass, which on the Swiss side is called something else, the Umbrail Pass, and on the other side, the Italian side, the Stelvio Pass. I’ll tell you the story in a bit. And here, with a wonderful sun, we enter Italy again. That’s the way. Well, this is the exact point of the commercialized pass, of course, because it’s so famous. And look, look at the views here, my friend. Oh my! The Stelvio Pass was built between 1820 and 1825 by the former Austrian Empire, whose purpose was to unite the empire with Lombardy. At one time, it was the highest road in Europe at 2,757 meters above sea level. Today, with its 48 hairpin bends on the north side and 40 on the south side, it’s an icon of the two-wheeled world, for cyclists and motorcyclists alike. And with all that said, now we’ll have to try those curves. Let’s go there. But first, we had to hydrate. There’s nothing like coming to the Stelvio Pass and meeting up with three friends from Spain. —Hi! —Sorry, we’re making a video. —Oh, yeah, yeah… —Thank you very much! There’s nothing like coming to have a beer with three impromptu friends on two wheels or whatever. —Great! —Cheers! I had a beer with these guys, who I really liked, and now I’m running late. I came here at seven in the evening; two hours have flown by. The good thing about being late is that now there’s no one around , and I have the Stelvio Pass to myself. I love the Alps! I’m going to dream about these mountains for a while. How beautiful! Wow! The next morning I woke up to the bells of a church in whose garden I camped and where I recorded a video about tips for saving money while traveling, which I’ve published simultaneously on my YouTube channel. And I was about to leave when an Italian family showed up, displaying the best hospitality. —Grilled chicken. And polenta. —See you later! Nice to meet you! These are the best moments of the trip. Meeting people, practicing the local language. This is the best way I can get to know Lombardy. My instinct told me, “River or church?” I chose the church, and now we have the experience. How beautiful it is. How beautiful it is to travel! Getting to know the people of the places, asking them how they feel, how they perceive, how they understand, to get out of our own way, right? And yet, no way changes without reform. Perhaps to move forward, we must reformulate what shapes us. It seems to me we’re approaching the end. And along this road, dear “tribulation,” on this journey, we go step by step, sea by sea. From the Croce Domini Pass, this beautiful track opens up to a place that will take us back to the Cold War. I love it. Well, what you see here on my left is the NATO IDGZ station, which was inaugurated in 1969 during the Cold War. The reason why It has such large antennas because it used a troposcatter telecommunications system. What’s that? Well, basically, what they did was launch scattered messages into the troposphere, the lowest layer of the atmosphere, and a station much further away would pick up that message, reconstruct it, and know what they were saying. This was primarily designed to be able to communicate in the event of a nuclear war breaking out. However, with the end of the Cold War and the obsolescence of this type of technology, it was abandoned in 1995 and today it’s considered a kind of war heritage. What are they doing there? These Italians… Another one who built the scooter. I think it was Albert Einstein who said: “The Third World War is going to be with nuclear weapons. What I’m sure of is that the Fourth is going to be with sticks and stones.” Sometimes it seems like the world is hungry for blocks, and you’re either in one or you’re in the other. And if you’re in one, you’re the enemy of the other. And traveling makes you realize that most people are simply human; they want safety, food, and a good life for their families. I sincerely hope we never get dragged into a war that isn’t ours. That said, we approached the end of the journey, none other than the Dolomites. After another bout of curves, the trip would culminate in what many consider the best place in this mountain range. Here are the Dolomites. The story is incredibly curious. It turns out that 250 million years ago, this entire area was under a tropical sea. Much later, the reef beneath that sea ended up forming a rock called the Dolomites. 50 or 60 million years ago, at the origin of the rise of the Alps, these marine reefs folded and uplifted, giving rise to the mountains we see before us today. The Alps are a sanctuary where homage is paid to the divinity of creation, to sculpting time, to the painting wind, to the geological miracle that attracts seekers of silence and adventure. These mountains have witnessed so much that today, with their retreating glaciers, they await patiently but curiously what the future holds. These are the Alps. Whoever has tried them knows. Well, that’s all, and now, as I promised at the beginning of the video, it’s time to talk about the equipment I’ve been using. I’m going to start with the Mosko panniers. It’s a different system; it’s called rackless. That means they don’t fit inside a metal structure or anything, but are secured with two ropes in the back and two ropes in the front. They’re especially useful for those who suddenly rent a motorcycle abroad and want to forget about having to install the rack. That’s why they’re rackless, because you don’t need a rack. However, in day-to-day use, it’s true that I found them a little less practical than the others. Let’s just say that the advantage you get from being able to install them on literally any motorcycle is lost in the process of tying, untying, removing, and inserting them, depending on the type of trip you’re doing. The same goes for the tires. I was using the Mitas Enduro Trail Adventure, and they seemed to me to be the best mixed-category tires I’ve used because on paved corners I’ve been able to lean the bike back a lot, and when I’ve gotten into slightly rockier areas of dirt and such, they’ve worked wonders. In fact, I’ve never had to depressurize the tires at all, so they’re highly recommended. And now, on the other hand, what allows you to see this: the cameras. Up front, I’ve been using the Insta 360 X5, which in my opinion is the best camera on the market for recording a motorcycle trip, among many other things. Why? Because of its versatility, the image quality, the sensor size, how the built-in AI chip reduces noise in low light. Anyway, I don’t want to get too technical. I’ll do an in-depth video review, but just so you know, in my opinion, this is the best action camera I’ve ever used. And I’ve been testing it on my helmet, on my stick, and on my wheel for the first time, since they sent it to me themselves. Thanks a lot, Iñigo, by the way. The Ace Pro 2s have really surprised me with their stability, battery life, and the fluidity with which I can see things inside the cameras, because it was very common for the ones you used before to get stuck, and this is smooth. In fact, as some of you may have noticed, for the first time in my life I’ve recorded, edited, and published an 8K video. And I think that especially those of you watching at home will notice the difference. So if you want to try it, I’ve also left a link with a small discount in both the description and the first comment. And now for the motorcycle, the famous BMW 1300 GS, BMW’s top of the range. In my opinion, deservedly so because it’s undoubtedly the safest, most reliable, and most comfortable motorcycle on which to travel long distances. But as we’ve been saying, everything in life has pros and cons. And the big downside of this bike is that if you’re traveling alone and you get into a track that’s a little more difficult than a normal trail, you can have a bad time trying to move the bike or lift it off the ground. That’s why I say, if you’re traveling with someone, great, probably the most suitable bike, and if you’re traveling alone, maybe you should consider a different model. In my personal case, given that I travel alone and like to get into tricky places from time to time , I don’t think it’s the best option. If I were two meters tall and had an arm like that, well, maybe I would, but since I’m not Zumosol’s cousin, a reference for those of my generation, I think I’d end up choosing a lighter model that means the weight wouldn’t work against me so much. Otherwise, the bike is smarter than many people I know. You activate the cruise control and the radar suddenly detects that the person in front of you has braked… Boom! It brakes automatically. The boxer engine. Well, this is such a specific video that I’ll end up doing it. Just as I’m going to do an in-depth analysis of the cameras, I’m also going to do a comparison between the 900 GS and the 1300 GS. So, I think we can wrap this up to keep things short . Without further ado, I’ll sign off. But not before saying that I highly recommend exploring the Alps by motorcycle, bicycle, caravan, however you wish. It’s true that in some places there are a lot of people, but if there are, it’s because it’s a spectacular place. I wholeheartedly encourage you to explore as much of the Alps as you can and to talk to the people, to talk to the travelers, to the Italians. Everyone is more or less on good terms, and that’s contagious, and we nourish ourselves through those conversations. And for me, they end up being the most beautiful part of the trip. So, I want to dedicate this special episode to all the people who offered me a beer, a chat, a little food, a helping hand. It’s so much appreciated when you travel alone because suddenly you have family, you have people, you have a tribe. And since we’re a tribe, I appreciate it very much. Enjoy! Thank you very much. I’ll read your comments.

Hace 40 millones de años, nació una cordillera en Europa hija del choque de placas y la erosión. Durante milenios fue el hogar de tribus celtas y ligures, frontera natural entre reinos y repúblicas, escenario de guerras y comercio. A estas montañas se las conoce como los Alpes, los cuales recorreré en moto haciendo una selección de las mejores rutas y destinos para que, cuando vayas tú, no te pierdas ninguno 🏔️

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