Panama City, I've made it. With some delay

 The beast in it's resting spot for the night.

 Some people didn't want me to make it, so I had to call the riot police and clear the roads

And there it is, the puenta de Americas. Sailed under it 20 times or so, it was a special moment for me. Now I am staying at the panama passage, a place for overlanders, I guess I am one as well. Tomorrow I get all the paperwork done, I hope, and then fly the bike and myself out on Friday. My central america driving days are over, South America, here I come.