Yea, I know "bicycle diaries" sounds lame, but I couldn't resist, perhaps because I just read Che's diaries recently. So here it is, quick photo story of my recent two weeks on bike in Patagonia.
Surprisingly diverse. From desert-like pampas, though immense forests to massive mountains and wild lakes and everything within a range of less than 200km from unofficial capital of Patagonia - San Carlos de Bariloche.
South along old Ruta 40
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| As clouds starts to dissolve over Lago Nahuel Huapi, I'm getting ready to go south through old, unused for many years, "ruta 80" and I'm happy I took a mountain bike with me. |
| Tarmac quicky transforms into dirt road and I'm happy I took a mountain bike with me. |
| From among the two, flora is going to be a highlight of the trip, but not only. Plenty of birds fly over me and armadillos on their short legs run fast enough to escape my camera |
| Many times I'm grateful for my minimalistic setup, especially on climbs. For the time being I'm leaving Ruta 80 to get into even more remote area. |
| One has to prepare for this route - for the first couple of days there are no inhabited places, no shops, the only source of water are rivers |
| The road is definitely not a busy one. Two days, three cars passed by. Luckily I'm not trying to hitch a ride |
| I usually prefer to camp in more secluded places, but this one is good enough |
| Think positive, what can go wrong? |
| And there's a farm out there! Whoever lives there - thank you for the water! |
| Patagonia used to be (relatively) well communicated with other parts of the country thanks to, now largely defunct, railways. This carriage is long dead. |
| Sheep have plenty of space here in Patagonia. |
| Horses roaming free - very common sight here |
| Finally some trees! Of course I'm gonna make use of them. |
| Yes, yes, I know, unicorn is missing his horn |
| Weather tends to change quickly and can be very surprising. |
| Couple of days before my arrival there has been huge forest fire south of Bariloche. |
| Today I'm gonna have proper bed and relax in a hammock after days of pedaling. Un saludo, El Bolson. |
Back north through the mointains
| Getting north along the western road and the scenery gets very different |
| I had to chose between relatively busy national road and this. It was a good choice! |
| To be very honest I was planning to camp here until park ranger arrived and explained this is a private area. Owner, whoever you are, I envy you. Let's look for another spot. |
| Sun slowly starts to set and the area is truly idyllic. |
| Ultimately it turned out very positive. Home-made beer, pizza and a farm owned by a young couple who seem to be living the dream of rural self sufficiency |
| And there dog who has to be spending too much time with sheep |
| This was totally opposite direction of where I was going, but my last night hosts recommended to cycle west along Rio Manso. Luckily I'm not in a rush because I'd hate to miss this |
| The path leads though forest along the river for 20 km and being a reserve is one of the most beautiful places I've seen in Patagonia |
| ... and the damage seems to be massive |
| This night I'm gonna spend by the Lago Stefan. There's even proper camping there. Camping's owner's name is... Stefan 😏 |
| This is 10 out of 10 as far as campings go |
| Next day is difficult. 600 vertical meters along a path like this. Avg speed: 2.5 km/h. |
| But... where's the path?! |
| To make it all more interesting river crossings are obviously lacking bridges. This one was deeper than it seemed and afterwards I had to wait for my clothes to dry |
Not there yet - northern loop
| Further north after a bit of climbing |
| Down, by the lake, time to relax. |
| Slowly heading back to Bariloche, but I'll try to find a spot for one last camping somewhere along the river. |
| Looks like I'm getting back to where I started. This area looks very similar to the path I took south nearly two weeks ago. |
| Dulce de leche + peanuts = enough calories for the day |
| This camping spot alone was worth 700 km through patagonian dirt roads |
| Last day comes to an end. Tomorrow morning I'll be back in Bariloche. |
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