Hello again. It’s quite some time since I wrote anything and I think it’s time to put fingers to keyboard again. Since I got back from South America I have not been stationary too long but I also have not really done anything that warranted a day by day account. After enjoying the confort of…
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And in the end there was the beginning
So this where we come nearly full circle. I leave Interior Profundo and make my way into Montevideo to go and stay with Emanuela, a Sardinian girl that I met in Punta Ballena back in January. She has been in Uruguay for a few years and works, soon will turn to “used to work”, in…
Interior Profundo
Time to leave Tigre and all the fun I had with Violeta and her super friends. For a change I have the good fortune that the ferry from Tigre to Carmelo, in Uruguay, and the follow on coach to Montevideo is the most cost effective way to get to Mvd. The sail is rather easy…
A friend in Tigre
So this is the end of the cycling part of the trip but I still have the matter of another half months to go before I set sail for the northern hemisphere and it’s starting spring. Given that I’m moving north I hope I will not get affected too much by the incoming autumn and…
Milestones: 8000 Miles
Eight thousand miles, a milestone earned on one continents but with a twist. I will be leaving the bicycle for a time after this trip and get on combination of motorbike and hiking so I am faced with a dilemma, how to account for this in the counter? I have decided to add the motorbike and…
That Sydney feeling
Quite good fun in Bariloche, met so many cool people, some on the middle of their stay, some on the end, some on foot, some on bike and some like me cycling around. The traveling circus is really full of great people, special, unbound and so very detached from all those things that appear to…
El Bolson to Bariloche and around it.
So the time has come for me to leave El Bolson. I say my farewell in the evening to Victor and Tammy as thy are going to work early and, while committed, I am not planning to leave at the crack of dawn. In the morning, as it turns out, I wake up with even…
Cerro Lindo
It is the last week end of the stay in El Bolson and I finally get round to do some serious treaking. There is a wealth of treaks around El Bolson and I initially wanted to go for the one that leads to the glacier Hielo Azul. Victor however advices me not to and to…
La ruta 40 y El Bolson
So, all crazy things done and dusted and, for the matter, also the cycling, I’m packed and ready to tackle a large chunk of the legendary Ruta 40 from the comfort of a bus seat. I have people waiting for me in El Bolson, roughly 900 miles north of El Calafate for my next WorkAway…
El pueblo de la locura
El Calafate is a funny place, it does not resembles anywhere else I saw in Argentina before. In fact it reminds me a little bit of Queenstown in New Zealand. As I get into town I see many shops advertising all sort of weird and wacky adventure experiences. After I get all my ducks in…