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Travel Blogs from San Martin de los Andes
To the Land that Lanin Made...
... the looming peaks to their west, and have been eroded down to jagged lines, perfect "mesetas" and chilling spikes and crests, protruding from the landscape (mostly along the famous route-40). Outside of Neuquén we ran into one of the many contradictions of this country: we needed to make an exit to stay on route 22, and we saw the signs way before we were expecting them, and took a modern-looking turnout that was adorned with a miniscule "road out of ...
Cycling days 245 to 251 - Las Lajas to San Martin
... breakfast, fold the sleeping bags and pads, change into the cycling clothes, pack the panniers, fold the tent and tarp. Once we leave camp, the road continually rises and falls, causing us to repeatedly heat up and get chilly. At 10:20am, the wind has already gotten worse. Only an hour of being in these conditions and we are already tired of it, so we take shelter in an abandoned house. We stay there for only half an hour before moving on because ...
Giddy Up, Junin de los Andes
... for it) is away. He is feeling unwell and can’t see properly. Jane extends her sympathies and from the way she places her hand on the elderly man’s arm you can tell she has a real connection with these people.
At our next stop, there appears to be no-one at home. Jane suspects that they are in hiding from her. Apparently they owe her a considerable amount of wool. I have images of bales of yarn out the back, trembling in fright, but It’s this sort of ...
Zip lining in San Martin de los Andes
... off.
There were seven runs that we got to do with the last two being the fastest and with the best view. All fear had subsided by the last two and we were all having a really good time. I filmed a lot of the day and Marcos even did a few runs with my video camera that came out great. (I'll see if I can post those when I get home). Afterwards, we headed back for beers in the cabin and then on the the dust road and La ...
Lost
... je n'ai pas fermé l'oeil, entre 23h et 7h30. C'était très long. A 7h30, j'ai entendu le bruit d'un hélicoptère. Aie, c'est pour moi ça... Quasi simultanément, on a vu une embarcation s'approcher. C'était un guide de montagne qui travaillait pour le camping. Il s'appelait Pablo et m'a ramené jusqu'au camping. L'hélico était bien pour moi, et des andinistes étaient en train de me chercher. Que ce soit avec Pablo, Caz, ou avec les campeurs qui m'avaient accueillis, je me ...