Thursday 30 December 2010

Finally on the Carretera Austral

2 posts in one day?! This may become a more common occurrence as we come across WiFi less and less frequently.

We are now in La Junta, a small town on the Carretera Austral in Chile. This is the road which we will take for the next 900km south. If the first few days are anything to go by then its going to be quite a trip! We left the small welsh town of Trevelin on the 27th, with company! We happened to be staying in the same hostel as an English couple, Hugh and Pauline, and an Austrian, Nadja. They had met a few days previously and were heading in the same direction as us, so we joined them. It's lovely to have some company from home and to be with English speaking people for the first decent amount of time since Lou left us in November!

From Trevelin we went over the border to Futaleufu in Chile were we had an early birthday celebration meal out, it was going to be camping the following night! I then rode the next few day with a decorated bike, courtesy of Marion's birthday presents.

Since then we've had a couple of nights wild camping in the most stunning scenery. It's been incredibly hot, and dry which would be unbearable were it not for frequent lakes, streams and rivers to refill water bottles and cool off in. We'd heard that this road was going to be spectacular and so far it's more than lived up to its reputation. So long as we manage to keep stocked up with pasta sauce and tuna all should be fine. Tonight though, we shall be finding some proper food.

Friday 24 December 2010

Wine!

This is a little out of sync, but I need to brain-dump and Pob will shortly be posting some more up to date details of our trip.

I like the Argentinian way of life, but apparently in Argentina the adults drink more fizzy drinks than they do wine. This is not something Pob and I have been trying to emulate over the last few months.

The following grape growing info comes with a big health warning - most of it was gleaned from poorly understood bodega (vineyard) tours in Spanish or occasionally pretty sketchy English. Also, it's taken me a while to get round to writing this but maybe that means this will be the mature, concentrated version.

Wine growing guide

Start with lots of sunshine which you can maximise by planting your grapes in East-West orientation for all-day exposure. This apparently makes the skin thicker (the grapes' way of making their own sunblock) and more skin means more flavour from tannins and such.

Start with a dry atmosphere (high altitude helps), with minimal rainfall but readily available water from snow melt. This allows you to vary watering during the growing season - limiting it before harvest to concentrate the juice and who wants watery wine?

For organic grapes, a sunnier, drier atmosphere means you'll have far fewer pests. Lavendar is useful because bugs like it more than they like grapes. Also plant roses as a disease warning system because they're much more sensitive than vines are, acting a bit like canaries for miners.

Apparently birds don't like grapes but you may want to use nets to protect your fruit from hail stones.
To go one better than organic grapes, why not try biodynamic techniques? One bodega testing this out explained they were timing pruning and harvesting by the phases of the moon. The theory is to prune during new moon, when gravitational pull keeps all the nutrients in the roots, then harvest at full moon so maximal gravity draws the goodies to the grapes. Unfortunately the grapes are still a couple of years off being certified so there's no wine to try yet.

Even once the biodynamic stuff is certified, it might not be really good for decades because wine is said to be better from vines-of-a-certain-age. The average plant can last ~150 yrs and I seem to remember the best years are 80-110 years old. In another bodega we were told you can achieve the mature vine effect simply by taking a cutting from an older vine so the new vine is a clone of the old. This will not only start producing great grapes straight away but also last ~150 years. Sounds too good to be true to me - I don't know why everyone doesn't do it.

In the Southern hemisphere the harvest usually happens in February or March. However for a 'tarde' desert wine, the grapes are allowed to mature on the vine for longer increasing their sugar content.

When harvesting, make sure the grapes don't burst because this would start fermentation. Warmer (and therefore faster) fermentation should be avoided unless you want cheap plonk. Many bodegas control fermenting temperatures with cellars, or refrigerated tanks but we visited one champagnery that ferments the grapes in a cave!

To start fermentation you need to mulch the grapes. Most wines don't need added yeast because it exists naturally on the grapes themselves. Remove the bits (seeds and skin) straight away for white, remove afer a day for rose, or a couple of weeks later for red. After fermentation you leave the juice in a tank for several weeks to develop.. By this stage you could bottle your young wine now, or if you think your grapes are up to it and you want a better (more pricey, longer lasting) wine, move it to oak barrels. The barrels should be made from French or American oak, each of which imparts distinctive flavours to the wine through tannins. American oak is cheaper, imparting flavour faster and tends to provide notes of tropical fruits or vanilla, while French oak takes longer but is said to be of higher quality providing aromas like chocolate, coffee, mushrooms and tobacco.

While the wine is in the barrel some will evaporate, concentrating the flavours and upping the alcohol content. The tannins from the barrel also act as a preservative. Grape skins also contain tannins although the amount depends of the grape variety. This means that wines made from Cabernet Sauvignon, which is full of tannins, last longer than Malbecs, which have hardly any. Also, since white wines are separated from their skins right at the start, they just don't last as long as reds.

Wines oaked for a long time (e.g. 2 years) are more flavourful, alcoholic and can be kept for years longer, improving with time - up to a point. Natural cork also adds preservatives and flavour (although I gather this is controversial) and if using natural corks you should leaving the bottles on their side in a cool dry place for a few months. If you happen to have a spare 19th century fermentation tank, this would be ideal.
Next step - drink it!

Fake Wales and Real Whales

We've just got back from the Peninsula Valdes where we spent 4 days in the sun wildlife spotting. We stayed in the only village on the peninsula, Puerto Piramides, in an eco-hostel. The hot water was solar heated and the grey water was recycled for toilets. Good stuff, though we did have to endure a couple of brief power cuts (one in the middle of cooking) and a few hours without water.

The peninsula is home to (among many other arguably less interesting animals..): Sea lions, elephant seals, killer whales, Magallenic penguins and Southern Right whales. We hadn't expected to be able to see the whales as they tend to leave the area in mid December. However, when we arrived we heard that there were still a group of whales in the bay, so we jumped on the first boat available and went to have a look. We were lucky enough to see a mother with her newborn, helping it to swim, along with at least 5 other whales. It was incredible to see such huge mammals moving so gracefully through the water, and swimming right up to and under the boat. The photos don't do it justice. If you ever get the chance to go whale watching, you have to do it!

We hired a car and drove round the peninsula to see the other animals including a huge colony of sea lions and seals in the north (where we unfortunately missed killer-whale-feeding-time, though did spot their dorsal fins patrolling the shore).

On the final day we drove down south of the peninsula to Punta Tombo, where there is the largest continental colony of Magellanic penguins. The penguins are unbelievably curious and confident so you can get right up close to them. They're very cute and entertaining to watch (Marion couldn't stop smiling all day). It's nesting season so we got to see some very young pingus too.

We'd planned to spend the final afternoon drinking Welsh tea in the small welsh settlement Gaiman, but ran out of time. Fortunately, this whole area of Patagonia has a scattering of Welsh villages and on boxing day well be heading to Trevelin so the tea will have to wait until then!

We're now back in Esquel where we'll be spending Christmas before continuing the journey south. Happy Christmas everyone!

Sunday 19 December 2010

In Patagonia

Hello from the middle of Parque Nacional Los Alerces, named after some very old very slow growing trees which the park aims to protect. It's pretty remote here, so obviously no wifi and I'll post this in a couple of days...

The park was founded by Aled Jones (not that one) suggesting we're approaching the parts of Patagonia that the Welsh inhabit. We've been cycling through some truly beautiful scenery, but with some pretty irritating rocky sandy ripio. We're covering about 25-30 miles a day cycling for about 4 hours a day. I expect we could go further but we're both pretty tired by the end of the day.

Over the last week we've seen far more rain than for the previous 2 months, and to get us in the Christmas mood we've also cycled through snow and hail. We've also experienced some Patagonian wind - one tailwind helped Pob top 44mph, (assisted by a steep hill and the slipstream of a lorry).

We treated ourselves to a night in a very fancy hotel, that happened to coincide with constant rain, so we felt obliged to enjoy the respite from the weather for an extra night. Fog meant we didn't get to appreciate the views fully until our second morning when it cleared up revealing the previous night's snow.

Yesterday we passed through Cholila, a pueblo famous because Butch Cassidy alledgedly holed up here after fleeing Mexico. Most of the way was ripio, but with a section of freshly paved road. Unfortunately it was a bit too fresh, as I discovered after stepping onto the side of the road, then spending the next 20 minutes picking the tar out of the clips in the bottom of my shoes. I was terrified it might dry with me clipped into my peddles, but we got almost all of it out, and if anything it's added a bit of lubricant so clipping out is easier than ever.

We've found our Christmas accommodation in a pine forest just west of Esquel (I love this map). It's unseasonably cold, which is helping with the Christmas feeling, but we're off on a trip to the sunny east coast before then to a national park famous for it's marine life, sea lions, penguins, maybe whales. Photos to follow...

Tuesday 7 December 2010

The meditative effects of ripio

I've found a new technique to handling sandy rocky hilly roads that I wanted to record (and share with anyone who's interested).
I had a breakthrough with ripio today, but I should explain - I'm fairly new to mountain biking. I first had a go about 18 months go in the English Lakes with Pob and Alistair, who will both back-up that I was not a natural. Part of the problem was that the hired bike was pretty rubbish, and specifically that it had a seriously uncomfortable man's seat. These days I've learnt to appreciate that what padded shorts lack in style they more than make up for in comfort and, now we've done more than 1000 miles, my classy leather saddle ought officially to be moulded to my shape. However - this is not my breakthrough.

Argentina tends to categorise its roads as either pavimiento (paved), consolidado (packed dirt - often brown, occasionally yellow or brick red depending on the soil, fairly flat and not too troublesome), or ripio (sand, gravel, rocks, pebbles or some combination of the above). We finished the seven lakes route today which is very beautiful (see photos) but the roads were variable and the whole lot was very hilly. Uphill ripio requires total concentration - you skid or slide about half a dozen times with each rotation of the wheel, and it can be a lot better or a lot worse depending on which section of the road you choose. This requires total concentration and starts the zen-like process, clearing your mind of all other thoughts.
The end of the ripio!!
Maximum meditation however occurs on downhill ripio. Pob disagrees with me on this one and says he felt most comfortable today whilst owning downhill ripio, skiing style. In my view, possession doesn't come into the ripio equation and it's more about an acceptance that the combination of you, your bike and the ripio will get you where you need to be. There are moments while zooming down steep ripio when I feel braking will be dangerous, or I'm following the wrong line with tons of rocks in the way each trying to send my bike off course. My big breakthrough was a subconscious acceptance that bikes basically want to go in a straight line whatever rocks you bounce over (just check out those dudes who ride with no hands on their handle bars). The other major factor in making me chill out and relax a bit is that the only suspension my bike has comes from my knees and elbows - so the rest of my gets the smoothest ride when they're in zen-mode.

So that's ripio meditation for you. I'm also preparing a post on wine (with pretty pictures) but that can wait for now. Good night all.


Wednesday 1 December 2010

Welcome to Patagonia

Lakes are meant to be calm!
We're in Patagonia! And for the last couple of days we've been getting the traditional Patagonian welcome. Wind. I've decided that I prefer hills to wind. Hills are marked on a map, they're predictable when you're on them, and they're much quieter. Yesterday we covered 25 miles in about 7 hours. The road was awful and there was quite a bit of uphill, but the real problem was the 35mph head wind which slowed us to walking pace for most of the day. It can turn what should be a pleasant, short ride into a long and hard day. This morning we experienced the flip side as we had the wind behind us as we cycled from our lovely, sheltered, campsite at Lago Lolog to San Martin de Los Andes. We had planned to be here by lunch and got here in time for coffee. It doesn't mean I've forgiven the wind for yesterday though.

The view from bed in Villa Pehuenia
We're now in the heart of the Argentine Lake District, which is definately the most beautiful area of Argentina we've seen so far. Since the last post we cycled through the famous (in the world of wine...) Uco Valley in Mendoza, spending a few days in a small town called Tupungato where we had a couple of wonderful gourmet meals at vineyards. We then caught a bus down to the lakes, via Zapala to Villa Pehuenia, a small village in the quiet northern region of the district, on the bank of Lago Alumine. We arrived late and the hostel we planned to stay in was full so we ended up a place nearby called Posada la Escondida. It was the most incredible hotel we've stayed in - the kind of place where they make your bed in the morning, then re-make it (for sleeping, with chocolates and candles) while you're having your evening meal. Mental. Our room was a couple of metres from the lake so we had the most wonderful view from bed; so great I actually got up at 6:30 to take photos.

A typical road through the lake district
 (sometimes there are lakes too)
Since then we've done quite a bit of camping (our way of paying off the hotel bill...), including our first night wild camping next to the Alumine river. We spent a couple of nights in the 'trout fishing capital' Junin de Los Andes, where we tried our hand at fly fishing. Unfortunately the trout are protected so I had to throw back the one I caught, but we got to keep the perch that Marion caught. The restaurants there will cook your fish for you, so we went to a lovely place on the plaza, perch in a plastic bag, and they served it up with garlic chips and a bottle of wine. mmmm.

We're going to stay a day here in San Martin before heading down La Ruta de Siete Lagos (route of 7 lakes). This is a 3-day ride through apparently some of the best scenery in the lake district. It should be wonderful, but at the moment we're just praying for the wind to stop!

Sunday 14 November 2010

Our wine tasting holiday

It's been a while since we last posted. Our excuse is that we were hoping to bring you a guest author, but she never quite got round to writing anything and has now left us for Guatemala.

The stars from Leoncito Observatory
As you'll be able to see from the map and photos, we've been quite busy for the last few weeks - though haven't done a great deal of cycling. We have seen the stars from an Argentine observatory, visited Cordoba, met up with Lou, toured about 12 vineyards in San Juan and Mendoza (and tasted countless wines), ridden through El Zonda (not fun), done a couple of Spanish classes, gone to Chile, been to the beach, and lost a camera.


One of many oaking rooms!
We're now back in Mendoza having bussed over the Andes this morning. The camera has been replaced and I'm just waiting to hear how much of the crazy Chilean camera price my insurance will cover. As well as being back in Argentina, we're back on our own again after almost 2 weeks with Lou's wonderful company!

As she joined us for the Mendoza period we, unsurprisingly, spent most of our 'holiday' time visiting vineyards and tasting wine. The vineyards around Mendoza are just amazing. We spent a few days in Maipu, a small suburb of Mendoza where there are 30+ bodegas (vineyards). A typical visit involves a short tour of the bodega, with an explanation of how the wines are made and how their specific processes or techniques differ from those of other bodegas, followed by a tasting where you may get anything from 1-5 wines (sometimes for free). We've been learning everything from the different effect French oak has on the flavour vs American oak, to the optimum direction in which to plant the vines. It's definitely given us a flavour for good wine though I still don't think I can always pick the malbec from the cab sauv. More practice is required.

The beach at Vina del Mar
After a few days in Mendoza we headed over to Chile where we left Lou to get her plane from Santiago. Marion and I then headed for the beach at Viña del Mar and Valparaiso. It was great to see the sea and the wonderfully creative street art in Valparaiso. Unfortunately the Pacific around there at this time of year is very cold so there was no swimming, but we got a good dose of sun and sand.

Tomorrow we're going to try to sort out the next part of the trip: a few days in the Uco valley for some more wine tasting, before we head south for a change of scenery (and temperature) in the Lake District.

Marion and Valparaiso graffiti

Friday 29 October 2010

Stranded

It's Tuesday and we're stuck in a fancy hotel in the middle of scrubland. We've got practically our 1st views of the snow capped Andes - but the mountains are some distance away.

We cycled 10 miles yesterday, incredibly gently, from incredibly windy Rodeo. Pob's knee is still grissly despite throwing our precious bikes around in the bottom of a few buses and 2 days enforced bed-rest in Rodeo after a poisonous ham and cheese pizza.

There are worse places to be stuck. The hotel is built around an indoor thermal bath complex - fluffy white dressing gowns, optional treatments, that kind of thing. The smart restaurant serves fittingly health-conscious food, but you can still get a greasy steak if you ask nicely. It costs about 5 times as much as our usual hostel, but thankfully they take credit cards, especially important because yesterday the Rodeo cashpoint was out of cash.

The next town is 25 miles away - currently unbikable but with buses leaving daily at 4am. We'd just got our heads round this to book tickets when the concierge remembered that it's a national holiday tomorrow, for the national census, so there's no bus til Thursday. So two more days of lazing about for us. Hopefully some supporting thermal water will do Pob's knee some good.

Wednesday 20 October 2010

Disco chicken and all-you-can-eat beef

We're now in a small town called Guandacol, and we got here by bus from Villa Union. I've damaged my  knee somehow - not badly, but bad enough that the odd day off here and there hasn't been enough for it  to recover, and each cycle seems to make it worse. So we're having some proper rest time and will  probably bus the next couple of trips. It seems that when cycling heavy bikes up hills, your body  doesn't complain about pushing it too hard till the morning after when it's too late!
Marion on the Miranda Pass

The cycle into Villa Union was wonderful, over the Miranda Pass. It was the toughest climb so far, but  the mountain scenery was spectacular - much better when seen from a bike than from the 4x4 a couple of  days before! We also had an entire afternoon of downhill, which was nice.

Villa Union is a junction town, only mentioned in passing by the Lonely Planet. There are a  handful of posh hotels on the outskirts which we assume are used by car-tourists as a base for seeing  the national parks. We stayed in a slightly less posh (though still had cable TV!) place in the  centre, thinking the best restaurant(s) would be in town. It turned out the best restaurant was  actually a couple of km out of town, by the  posh hotels which, with hindsight, makes sense.

The wonderful menu at La Palmera
'La  Palmera' is the kind of place whose menu consists of meat, wine, and desserts - really. Not only that,  but the meat options (which include the fantastically named disco chicken) are 'libre' - all you can  eat. We were served by an Argentine version of Bruce Forsyth who was single handedly waiting on the 30  or so guests. He managed this by using a persuasion technique which involved telling you what you  wanted, rather than asking. This way he could make sure everyone ordered the same thing so the parilla  (BBQ) in the back could work much more efficiently. So we both had all-you-can-eat Beef ribs, and a  bottle of Malbec. To be honest it's what we'd have ordered anyway which is probably why he gets away  with it.

Tomorrow we're going to try our luck at hitch hiking. We need to get down to San Hose de Jachal next  and there are no buses (it's in the next province and it seems there's not a huge amount of  cooperation between Argentine provinces). For now, we're going to enjoy the rest of the evening  sitting outside the local hotel. The owner has just turned up with a bag of beef. Things are looking  up :)
The heat on the way to Villa Union

Saturday 16 October 2010

Being proper tourists



Hola chicos,
This is my second attempt after I started typing to you 2 days ago during some kind of dry gale (what do you call it when there's loads of wind but no rain?) but then the TV aerial got fixed so I got distracted...

Chilecito has a cactus botanical garden 
We've just arrived in Chilecito for the second time after a bout of being Normal Tourists.  Pob had a sore knee after our last 200km through the wilderness from Belen, so we decided to make the most of a pause by checking into the best hotel and testing out the local heladerias and the local wine cooperativo. Apparently 25% of Argentinian wine exported to the UK comes from this province (La Rioja), and the best comes from this local coop, but the bottles often get labelled in the UK.

After visiting the local sites (this seemed more topical 2 days ago), we decided against a looong cycling detour to visit the more distant sites on the basis of time and Pob's knee. So we joined an  Argentinian couple from Rosario travelling in comfort to visit some mighty impressive rocks that were around before the dinosaurs were.


The trip from Belen to here wasn't quite so cushy, despite entirely paved roads.  We had a short ride to Londres (to be honest it's got more in common with Colaton Raleigh than London - well kept gardens, chatty locals, a stream...)

A cycle blog from 2004 told us about a hostel in a place on our route called Salicas that provided one of the worst breakfasts of their trip. We went there on Saturday night cos it's useful to know of the existence of hostels when travelling slowly through expanses of desert.  We got there to find extensive preparations for a Halloween-themed birthday party (on 9th Oct).  The owner told us only one room wasn't being used by the party-makers and it just happened to be the one right next to the party room.  We the party started at midnight and Pob tells me it went on until 7.30am, so we had a late start the next day. The hostel manager felt so guilty for all the noise he wouldn't let us pay anything for our stay.  

The next night we stayed in Pituil, again using the 2004 blog that informed us of a hostel run by an 84yr-old.  We weren't quite sure if the 90yr old would still be in business in 2010... But we got there and were relieved to find a hostel sign on the door, but after waiting outside her house for some time we discovered she was out of town!  We set about trying to find a place to stay and ended up in someone's front yard (too dusty to call it a garden) who again out right refused any money.

Tomorrow we're heading up towards the beautiful Miranda pass, and I know it's great cos we drove over it on our tour yesterday, but happily neither of us minds seeing it again at a slower pace.  After that we're torn between visiting the beautiful but barren Calingasta valley (check out the population density) or taking some paved, inhabited, but comparitively boring roads down to San Juan.  If you want to know what we chose before the next blog post, keep an eye on the map which Pob updates whenever he can.

Thursday 7 October 2010

Ruta 40... so far

I'm not sure I'm really qualified to write a post about the RN 40 (Ruta Nacional 40) yet, given that we've only cycled about 200 miles of it, but I'm going to anyway.

The RN40 runs the length of western Argentina and along its way the surface varies from new tarmac to sand. Since the last blog post we've had 4 days on it, and passed through Santa Maria, Punta de Balasto (a night camping in a churchyard), Hualfin, and Belen. In the first couple of days from Cafayate we encountered an 18 mile section which is in the process of being paved. This means that the 'camino consolidado' (basically hard packed gravel and sand) was closed for resurfacing and instead we were cycling on a temporary road of sand, which isn't easy on a bike weighing 40kg.

This isn't a road
About 20 miles before Hualfin we got our first experience of the real unpaved RN40, and it's not at all pleasant for cycling. The road is grit and sand compacted by cars and trucks, and weathered by the wind, so you get a choice of cycling on the washboard bumps, or in the deeper sand to the side of the tyre tracks. It's pretty clear we can't keep up the distances we need if the road is in that kind of condition, and each map we see tells us something different about which parts of the road are paved, which doesn't help! Anyway, for now it's back to tarmac at least until Chiliceto.

Whether paved or not, the road has been pretty spectacular so far, and is infintely more interesting to cycle than the alternative RN38 through endless crop fields. It also attracts more travellers. We've met a bunch of German bikers who were going round the world - they started in 2007, and yesterday met an Argentine cyclist with a very interesting stove who we spent the day with.

We're in Belen at the moment, resting up for a couple of days, stocking up on steak (today is a 2-day) and plotting the next part of the route.

Saturday 2 October 2010

On the wine trail

We've travelled about 200km and have been resting in Cafayate for the last 3 days. It's a slow-paced pretty town famous for its Torrontes white wine. They even have a place that sells Torrontes ice cream, which works surprisingly well.

So far the cycling is really great fun. I was enjoying it so much on day 3 that i was mentally preparing my top 10 reasons why travelling by bike is best... but then I got a puncture so that particular blog post will have to wait (and besides, I'd only got to number 7).

We left Salta after a 5 day intensive Spanish course, and were both pleased when we got beyond the motorways to the open road, with few cars on the ruta 68. On Tuesday we took a small detour to a reservoir/holiday resort before heading to La Posta de las Cabras - as recommended by Andrea.

Wednesday's ride through the Quebrada de Cafayate was wonderful despite involving 57 miles and a 600m climb. But we had a 15mph tailwind which basically pushed us up the hills. I'm not saying I wasn't tired at the end of it, but the journey seems less daunting than previously.

On arrival in Cafayte we reached the end of Ruta 68 and turned onto Ruta Nacional 40 - this will be our main road most of the way south. The Lonely Planet can't mention RN40 without preceding it with the word 'spectacular' but if we mention it to the locals they tend to try to persuade us to take the larger less interesting roads through the cities, or to take a bus.

Today we had a delicous lunch of picadas (literally chopped up things) at a vineyard at 1850m.

Saturday 25 September 2010

Back to school

Marion and I are back at school. Well, I'm sitting in a cafe drinking a very good espresso (or expresso to use the Argentine term) while she's at school - my turn this afternoon. I can't be too long as I have homework to do!

Alex and Rijkje in San Lorenzo. Our first hosts, and will be hard to beat!
We are now in Salta, staying with an Argentine lady called Cristina. We left San Lorenzo on Thursday after a wonderful few nights staying at Casa Hernandez with a dutch couple, Alex and Rijkje.  It was a lovely place and we would have stayed longer, but we had the opportunity to do a home stay as part of our Spanish course. We're now each doing a 20hr course over 5 days, but separately as Marion's Spanish is considerably better than mine. Today is day 3. We do 4 hours a day so have time to see the sites and relax too. Yesterday we went to the MAAM museum which was quite amazing. They have a mummy of a child, sacrificed by the incas. Not for the feint hearted.

We've also done our first bit of cycling - an 8 1/2 mile hop from San Lorenzo to Salta. It was great to get on the bikes and ride fully loaded for the first time. They weigh a ton and I think it's going to be harder than I imagined to keep up our planned average of 10mph. But, they're comfortable and stable which is a relief!

Time for some homework, but before I go, we've got a photo album on Picasa now, and a map where we'll be plotting the route as we go.

Bye!


Tuesday 21 September 2010

We made it... to the start

Greetings from the other side of the world! I'm assuming that you are most likely to be reading this from England or Guernsey.

We survived our 30 hour journey to Salta without too much of a hitch. They took our bikes on the planes, the screaming babies in the seats over the aisle stayed quiet long enough for us to sleep on the way over the atlantic. In fact, the most complicated part involved a short taxi ride from the airport. At one point we thought we wouldn't be able to fit even one boxed bicycle in the only estate-sized taxi at Salta airport and we seriously considered unpacking the bikes for a 20km cycle to our B&B. Luckily, determination won out.

We're staying in a wonderful guesthouse run by a Dutch couple who have been hugely helpful. Yesterday we had our first awesome argentine steak - the portions are so massive we shared a steak between us. Pob had another steak for lunch today but we're going to a pizzeria tonight to avoid 2 steaks in a day!

Finally, Feliz primavera! Today is officially the 1st day of spring, and it's 32C.



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