19/9/2013 Cafayate to 15km to Rio El Tesaro, camping
D117, T6/8.5, Av18.73, Max43, tot19352, 9987
Great day, mild and light winds
Well, I am a convert to the yerba mate, enjoying it whenever I can, it is great as you just keep adding water to the gourd.
I got away about 1000.
The place we camped at in the back yard belongs to Carmen Serrano, the address is, Miguel Hurtado #57, I recommend it, we really enjoyed the spot, and a great shower was available.
Bread was bought on the way out of town.
Leaving town a bicycle track saw me off the road for a few km.
Guys were tying the dormant vines of the grapes to the wires. They were working on a cab sav block.
The road was a great rural cruise with many vineyards just south of Cafayate. This soon turned into unused country, from Calalao del Valle it was just one small pueblito after another.
Many homes had a few vines in the front yard, while most homes with room outside had an oven made from adobe or bricks.
A Canadian guy on a BMW stopped for a chat, he too was on an extended tour.
Lunch was enjoyed behind some ruins in Fuerte Quemado.
I had bought butter with the bread, it was completly melted and everywhere.
Lunch consisted of two Argentino favourites Dulce de Leche and Mate.
This was supplemented with sardines.
The road was in a poor state with gravel in many sections and patches on patches where it was asphalt.
Though, all the rural dwellings and their yards took my mind away from the road conditions.
In one pueblito a tractor and trailer pulled me along till they had to turn off.
After crossing a riverbed the road to Belén improved big time.
Stopping for drinks at the pueblito at the intersection the owner said it was 10km to Punta de Balasto.
The road was a good ride and slightly down hill.
Though it was 1700, I felt like just cruising on. I had plenty of energy left.
Riding on till 1830, the need for a camp was approaching.
At Rio El Tesaro a track led off the road to a gravel pit some 500m away.
This was great, sheltered and away from the road.
The full moon was enjoyed, as was Chorizo, onions and tomatos fried and then put in bread. Coffee and mate were also enjoyed. I did not have much water with me, so things were rationed to allow for coffee and porrige in the morning.
Kurt gave me the latest episodes of “Breaking Bad”, a couple of these were watched.
D117, T6/8.5, Av18.73, Max43, tot19352, 9987
Great day, mild and light winds
Well, I am a convert to the yerba mate, enjoying it whenever I can, it is great as you just keep adding water to the gourd.
I got away about 1000.
The place we camped at in the back yard belongs to Carmen Serrano, the address is, Miguel Hurtado #57, I recommend it, we really enjoyed the spot, and a great shower was available.
Bread was bought on the way out of town.
Leaving town a bicycle track saw me off the road for a few km.
Guys were tying the dormant vines of the grapes to the wires. They were working on a cab sav block.
The road was a great rural cruise with many vineyards just south of Cafayate. This soon turned into unused country, from Calalao del Valle it was just one small pueblito after another.
Many homes had a few vines in the front yard, while most homes with room outside had an oven made from adobe or bricks.
A Canadian guy on a BMW stopped for a chat, he too was on an extended tour.
Lunch was enjoyed behind some ruins in Fuerte Quemado.
I had bought butter with the bread, it was completly melted and everywhere.
Lunch consisted of two Argentino favourites Dulce de Leche and Mate.
This was supplemented with sardines.
The road was in a poor state with gravel in many sections and patches on patches where it was asphalt.
Though, all the rural dwellings and their yards took my mind away from the road conditions.
In one pueblito a tractor and trailer pulled me along till they had to turn off.
After crossing a riverbed the road to Belén improved big time.
Stopping for drinks at the pueblito at the intersection the owner said it was 10km to Punta de Balasto.
The road was a good ride and slightly down hill.
Though it was 1700, I felt like just cruising on. I had plenty of energy left.
Riding on till 1830, the need for a camp was approaching.
At Rio El Tesaro a track led off the road to a gravel pit some 500m away.
This was great, sheltered and away from the road.
The full moon was enjoyed, as was Chorizo, onions and tomatos fried and then put in bread. Coffee and mate were also enjoyed. I did not have much water with me, so things were rationed to allow for coffee and porrige in the morning.
Kurt gave me the latest episodes of “Breaking Bad”, a couple of these were watched.