AN OVERLAND EXPEDITION ACROSS BOLIVIA’S ANDES, DESERTS AND THE WORLD’S LARGEST SALT FLAT
Bolivia is the country of superlatives, and this crossing takes them from the bottom up. It begins in the heat and green of the lowlands and climbs for twelve days into the Andes, through country that changes almost every day: winding mountain dirt, a white colonial city and the silver city above it, a high desert with lagoons the colour of rust and flamingos standing in them, and then the salt, the largest salt flat on earth, white to every horizon, which you drive across. It ends over the high passes on one of the great mountain roads of the world, in the highest capital city on earth. A coterie of twelve, chosen carefully, from different corners of the world, who chose the same road you did.
Driven every year since 2023. Our founder leads it.
What This Journey Holds
Max 25ºC | Min 0ºC
Nissan Patrol, manual transmission, or similar
Salt flats, mountain dirt roads and tarmac
EXPEDITION DIFFICULTY
Two kinds of expedition. The terrain, the weather and the altitude decide which.
Tough & Challenging: The country sets the pace and the plan bends to it.
– Long driving days, with journey times the road decides
– Trails that ask something of you
– Weather that can turn, and altitude that slows everything down
– Breakdowns, fixed on the road
– Basic stays, with little around them, and shared facilities at camp
Moderate & Comfortable: The same country, an easier line through it.
– Steadier days, journey times that hold
– More road under the wheels
– Beds with walls and doors
– Amenities within reach
Neither is the soft version. The difference is how much the country is allowed to decide.
MAX GROUP SIZE
Small groups, always. Twelve at most on a Signature expedition, fourteen on a Classic.
– Small enough to move as one convoy
– A camp that fits around one fire
– No one becomes a passenger in their own expedition
– Many join solo. No one finishes that way.
Choose Your Edition
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Venky
Founder
Venky spent a decade in the automobile industry, where people bonded over machines and the roads beneath them, and where he realised that what they were really looking for lay further out. In 2016 he founded Nomadic Road in India, convinced that the oldest human instinct, to move, deserved better than sightseeing. The premise was simple: make the world small enough for strangers to cross its remotest corners together, because no one returns from the frontier unchanged. Ten years and four continents later, it holds, proven on every crossing by one belief: the bond between man, machine and Mother Nature is a powerful one.
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The Drive
A Nissan Patrol with manual transmission, on the Dakar’s old roads: winding mountain dirt, altiplano tarmac, a desert at 4,000 m, and salt you drive across at whatever speed you like. Close to 2,400 km, from the lowlands to the high passes.
The Landscape
The green lowlands, then the Andes. Lagoons the colour of rust with flamingos standing in them. A salt flat so white and so flat the horizon disappears, and mountain roads with nothing on the outside edge but air.
The Nights
Hotels and haciendas in the old cities. A hotel built of salt at the edge of the Salar. One camp raised from nothing, exclusively for you, high in the mountains where no hotel has ever been.
The Table
Curated local and international cooking in the hotels and haciendas, quinoa and llama on the Altiplano, coca tea for the altitude, lunches set up in the middle of nowhere by our own hospitality team, and one dinner cooked by the field chef where the mountains are the only walls.
The Culture
Quechua and Aymara country, where the bowler hats and the languages survived the empire. A city the Spanish built white. A mountain that once paid for Europe in silver. And the last road a revolutionary walked.
Your Journey, in Movements
70% of every Signature expedition is planned to the hour. What follows is the seventy. The thirty, the road decides.
The Beginning · Santa Cruz and the First Climb
Santa Cruz, hot and green and low. The convoy meets, the briefing sets the road ahead, and the first drive is short by design: a day to learn the machine on winding tarmac, ending in a small town in the hills, with vineyards around it and Inca stone above it.
History and Culture · The Revolutionary’s Road and the Silver Cities
Winding dirt into the Andes, gaining height every hour. The village where Che Guevara’s road ended, and a night in its old telegraph house. Sucre, the white city the Spanish built as a capital. Potosí above it, the mountain that once paid for Europe in silver, and a hacienda in its hills.
The Altiplano · The Desert and the Lagoons
Beautiful winding tarmac up into the Altiplano, with camelids at the roadside, to the town at the edge of the salt. Then the Siloli desert: lagoons the colour of rust, flamingos in thousands, rocks the wind has carved, and the highest night’s stay of the whole expedition.
The Salt Flats · The Largest Salt Flat on Earth
The crossing of the Salar de Uyuni, south to north, on a white so complete it looks rendered rather than real. A night in a hotel built of salt. Then a plain day of tarmac north to Oruro, the one transit day of the crossing, before the mountains.
The End · The High Roads
The finest winding dirt of the whole expedition. Into the mountains of Araca on one of the highest and most unforgiving roads in the world, over the pass at 5,000 m, and a camp raised for one night where no hotel has ever been. Then down through villages and green valleys into La Paz, the highest capital on earth, for the farewell dinner.
The People Who Travel With You
Founder. First into every crossing, and the last one to call it a day.
Venky
Founder
Venky spent a decade in the automobile industry, where people bonded over machines and the roads beneath them, and where he realised that what they were really looking for lay further out. In 2016 he founded Nomadic Road in India, convinced that the oldest human instinct, to move, deserved better than sightseeing. The premise was simple: make the world small enough for strangers to cross its remotest corners together, because no one returns from the frontier unchanged. Ten years and four continents later, it holds, proven on every crossing by one belief: the bond between man, machine and Mother Nature is a powerful one.
Rides with the convoy, camera up. Films what happens, not what’s staged, so it comes home with you.
Filmmaker - America's
Filmmaker
Rides with the convoy, camera up. Films what happens, not what’s staged, so it comes home with you.
Behind the convoy with the tools and the backup vehicles. What breaks on the road gets fixed on the road.
Mechanics - Americas
Mechanics
Behind the convoy with the tools and the backup vehicles. What breaks on the road gets fixed on the road.
What to expect
Where you’ll Drive
What you’ll Drive
What you’ll See
Where you’ll Stay
Crossing Bolivia's rugged terrain is an unforgettable adventure. The journey begins at the edge of the Amazon rainforest, surrounded by colorful mountains and lush greenery.
