Well i left perieto merino after a fairly uneventful rest daty and headed for the border . on th emorniog before crossing into Chile I was a bit nervous due to th eincident with the rodeo and stopped fopr coffee at los antigues before crossing . i found onlñy one shop open as it was early and it wa smanaged by a dutch girl , kerry , who spoke english . we chatted for a while and she gave me tea on the house. She told me she had friends across the border who were south african who had a smallholding. she explained how to get there .
After crossing i made my way to the small holding but it was all locked up s o i went in search of there house in town which was alos locked up . i decided he would not mind so i went back to th esmall holding and climbed the fence and setup up camp in his work shop . i was a bit bored so i decided to tidy thework shop before settling in for the night . i awoke at 5 am the next morning and realised that while i was cleaning up all th eenvelopes and boxes had been addressed to a Javier Esponaosa AND NOT to Nick .....
i think i may have been camping on the incorredt cfarm so i disappeared rather quickly . .
In town I joined and irish austalian and his Chilean girlfriend for coffe and spent the day with them in the park while i waited for the ferry
rory , carlapaz and i |
Caught the ferry across the lake and headed out of town and danel was kind enoughto left me set up camp in the town water work s.
danaiel and family at water works |
the next two days was abasutely awesome ,. i camped alone on the banks of the rio blanco river , ran through scenery that was spectacular, was takeneto the cleaners by a sweet old lady at a coffee shop .
i asked for coffee and had some soup and the next thing i was paying 900 peso to the smiling Flor´s
flor´s and i I was laosnot the slowest on th eroad for achange |
I setup under there carport and when Gerado arrived we did not play rugby , he was as big as kobus wiesse, so i helped him asemble the new furniture he had bought ,
We ate and drank and spoke of rugby and fishing , all three of us armed with our cell phones in translator mode . I really should have learned spanish . i really should have learned a tiny bit .
gerardo , patricia and I ,- the best kind of people people |
next day at the first oppotunity i tried my hand at living off the land and fishing . GREAT SUCCESS after just a few castxs
Trout for lunch |
then i spent time cooking it in the forest
and just enjoying myself
I pushed on and i was a quite and empty day with thexception of a lone cyclist who i met on the road
He had travelled from brazil and seemed to know his way aroundthe woods . inever got his name .
As evening approached i made it to theturning and found and old fellow Oscar fixing his fence in therain .
I ask in my best spanish if i could camp and he mumbled sometihng and gestured for me to follw him .which i did .
Oscar and i |
latter when he came back in i noticed that he was getting edgey and after a lot of gesturing and expalining i realised that he was just a caretaker or worker and he was not goingto stay ta the house .
I felt bad as he got quite animated and i copuld see he felt bad too .
it was akward to say the least .
I eventually eneded up in another abadoned house .
myh internet time is up .....sorry .....more pics below
down by the river |
American cyclsits who spend a good time chatting with me |
The south african family that stopped to say hi and turn out there company euroberry supplies Wedgewood with Cranberries . michelle , vivian , mark , nic and i , matthew was teh photographer |
enchanted forest |
enchanted forest |
enchanted forest |
emily . french guy and me |
pensive days |
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