Fast forward 1650 kilometers.. Riding from northern Argentina down is simply flat boring farmland, a very long ride and super super hot! No photos, no need to stop, we are making tracks because the sooner we get south, the sooner we will be in some cooler air. We came down past Cordoba, Rio Cuarto, and west to San Luis. The next town is Mendoza, which is a popular...
From Santiago I decided to ride straight over to Mendoza Argentina. I didn’t really want to go there, as it was the last place Kevin and I decided to meet on his way down here before he died. Mendoza is wine country and we thought it would be fun to meet there to enjoy the wineries. So going there alone did not appeal to me at all. However it is the perfect...
The day after Kevin died, Walter and Barton decide we should not ride as intended. At lunch time, they made another decision that they should get Sherri Jo drunk.. “Kevin would want you to get drunk..”. They’ve never met Kevin, however they were doing anything they could to cheer me up, so I went to lunch with them. I had two sips of a pisco sour...
The last two posts have been one long desert road over four days and all I can say is the next two days were the same. I rarely pulled the camera out as I just wanted to get to Copiapo and didn’t see the point of more sandy dusty shots. I needed to take a photo (below) of the beachside home/shelter. Of all things they don’t have, what they do have is a...