The Transpantaneria Highway. Our life blood, a major artery connecting everything in the Pantanal to the outside world. It’s only appropriate that this ‘highway’ (really, its just a dirt road) is comprised largely of red dirt.
I’m currently living at km 110 on the Transpantaneria. Here’s how I got there.
After spending two nights in Pocone, trying to resurrect the Kombi, we all admitted defeat for the weekend and at 6 pm, left for our home two and a half hours down the Transpantaneria. Note: 6 pm here means that it’s completely dark outside. The haul down was adventurous, there were 6 of us that needed to be transported down along with two mechanics to fix the eco lodge’s generator.
So imagine this: one F1000 pick up truck with three 200 mm x 6m long PVC tubes (they’re for the biodigestor) duct taped to the side, 5 of us sitting in the bed with all of our luggage, 2 weeks worth of food, and other supplies barreling down this bumpy dirt road in the dark of night. Needless to say, many a bug were eaten, many a red dirt was gathered on our faces and clothes, and many a bridge (over 80 in total) were crossed during our two + hour trek.
Around 9 pm, we arrived at the lodge windswept and exhausted and immediately started to get situated for living at km 110 for the next 5 weeks.
The Transpantaneria, bridges and all.
The start of it- km 1
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