Remote Encounters Episode 2
After taking our sweet time in Chile, zigzagging east and west on bumpy backroads, we realised the only way to make any ground heading north was on the highway no. 5. It was something akin to a six-lane German autobahn, and after a couple of days we’d had enough. We caught a bus across the border to Mendosa in Argentina, and started heading up the Ruta 40. All a sudden the traffic was gone. The landscapes became endless and simple, the riding meditational, the camping spots plentiful. Where in Chile we had been making slow progress battling difficult surfaces, in Argentina we were straight out pumping on asphalt… One early morning, about two weeks in to our Argentinien leg, we stopped in a little town to buy some homemade cheese, and ended up getting cow milking lessons from a farmer named Alberto. Thanks Alberto
