WHOSE YOUR DADDY
La Familia In this installment we go on a months adventure with part of the family. Mum, Dad and my Sister come our from Aus to travel around Chile and Argentina with me while the two brothers stick it out back home working for the man. Then its back on the road again for some Patagonian cycling.
Check out what happened in the previous installment here
FAMILY ON TOUR!
First off we did as the Chileans to for their holidays and found a coastal town to hang out and catch up. it had been over a year since these guys dropped me and my younger brother off at the airport back in Perth.
After a few days hanging at the beach it was back over into Argentina. the land of laid back and casual. The plan was to spend about a week in each place to try and soak up as much Argentine vibes as possible.
no better place to start than Mendoza
because they have some pretty tasty vino’s to sample
And good food is always a high priority
make me a sandwich! mum learning how to make traditional Argentine lunch
After filling up on wine and food in Mendoza it was an over night bus down to Barriloche… And we were starting to get the hang of daily Argentine life. On our days out we would feast on gourmet packed lunches..cheese and salami sangas and some Argentine tea
and by night we would find some pretty big steaks
Dad ended up surrendering his front tooth to one of the steaks..but it workout to be perfect for drinking the local Argentine herbal tea
We had a loose itinerary for the months adventure but it was nice to spend days hanging out in parks….
and finding good locations to make a cheese and salami sandwich
As we continued travelling south into the depths of patagonia… the activities started to ramp up
Fi out for a stoll underneath Mount Fitroy
Dad became the backpack mule for our hikes…no complaints from the old boy
We found some pretty secluded trails
just us and the wind and the mountains
And we also found some trails with other people on them too
this is what they’ve come to see
The only advancing glacier in the southern hemisphere. what a beauty
We were hanging out down in the guts of Patagonia in the small climbing town of El Chalten when all of a sudden i see a familiar face riding into town. It was JAMES! that old crusty guy i had been cycling with for the past 2 months since Peru.
What a spin out, when we said our good byes a few weeks ago we had some kind of inkling we may cross paths somewhere down here. but internet is few and far between so it made it even better having a chance encounter in the street of this small town. We invited James to come stay with us for a couple of nights – it was great for the family to meet James, someone i had been sharing the road with for so long!
After hanging out in Patagonia for a couple of weeks it was time to head to the big lights of Buenos Aries.
looking for the pub
finding little alley ways – this is actually a cemetery
and then we found the big lights
this abandoned industrial site gets taken over each weeknight and tonight it was an African drumming spectacle
The month family adventure went by to quickly and it was time to say good bye. had an amazing time with the fam getting to see and do things in a new way to the past year of living on my bike. good memories locked away for ever.
BACK ON THE ROAD
leaving the family in Buenos Aries i flew back to my second home and the family at the shelter on the lake in Barriloche where i spent a few days relaxing with familiar and new faces. but it was time to get back into bike life again
My first day back on the bike was tough – getting the legs working again and trying to find a rhythm was a bit of a task. Late in the arvo I rode past 2 people shouting at me from a restaurant saying there was camping here. I pulled up and met Thomas and Elli from Germany. Two seasoned adventures who were on their first day of a 4 month tour. check out their blog here – and check out their global triatholon they did a few years back. good stuff.
We cruuised together for the next few weeks – morning tea, road side berries
we headed off along the famous Ruta 40. some long, dry and hot stretches between towns here. these road side shrines come as good refill stations
The farms were few and farm between and the famous patagonia winds ment putting up the tent was pretty difficult in the desert. so where ever we could we would stay with the local farmers for some protection during the night
The Ruta 40 starts up in Venezuela and goes all the way down to the depths of Patagonia
Had a ball with Thomas and Elli. when staying in the luxurious campgrounds around patagonia we got our Asado on
we were heading for the famous stretch of road that i have been dreaming about for months. When the Pan American Highway ends in southern Chile there is another dirt road that is only reachable by boat or a gruelling pass up and over the Andes from Argentina. The Carraterra Austral (loosley translated to the Southern Road) is home to the frontiers of Patagonia from forests, fjords, glaciers, canyons and steep mountains its the solitude that you search for when living on the bike. 1200km of bliss
the start was tough. bouncing from rock to rock on some challenging wash-board roads
The solitude i had been looking for was hard to find at the start. the Northern section of the Carraterra Austral was peppered with holidayers and plenty of roadworks. it looks like in a few years the whole route will be paved so i got in just in time
After a few days things started to quiet down. the bumps in the road smoothed and the views started to open up
An the accommodation got better and better
feels like im in a movie
the magical school bus
With the bus as our base camp we set out to explore some surround trails
this one took us to the hanging glaciar
CASA DE CICLISTAS
We cruised for the next week down the dirt road and the traffic slowly thinned out. and when we reach the biggest town on the carratera austral we headed to the famous Casa de Ciclistas that we been hearing about since leaving the last one way back in Bolivia. It was Thomas and Ellies firt time at a Casa de Ciclistas so the stoke was high when we arrived. Ended up hanging at the Casa for almost a week meeting all the cyclist folk from all over the world and planning our next leg of the carratera austral
It was a cyclist town. locals loved pimping their rides
Hanging at the casa. This was the busiest one yet. upto 20 cyclist at a time crammed into the back yard. lots of cooking chilling and vino
everyones bikes were pretty beat up from the road
George from San Fran was legend and also a bike mechanic
Ill leave it here for now – but pretty stoked to share the next installment with these guys
Live the day, enjoy the night