Finishing at the beach we headed to Punta Del Este to Casa Pueblo the famous artists house, our winning streak of good weather over with strong winds and heavy rain … and this time cold with it.
This is what it was like when we past through a week earlier
IMG_4224 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr Getting to Casa Pueblo we were wet and cold so a welcomed break inside was great, we contemplated a coffee but the prices meant we had to sell Maya and we needed her afterwards so that didn’t happen.
P1220074 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
IMG_4291 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
IMG_4295 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrBetter post an artyfarty picture or I will get told off
IMG_4284 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrAs we left is was caving in again ... not a pleasant moto day.
P1220078 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrTurning inland we had the wind following us which was a nice reprieve, the grim weather still following us like a bad fart though
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finally arriving in Durazno we thought about a hotel, again cold and a
little damp we looked at a couple of places finding them fairly spendie,
we pissed around and went to an ATM machine and supermarket then
decided what we were going to do.Mum nature deciding we needed a break popped through with sunshine and slowly but surely it came clearer so camping was on again….just in the nic of time.
Thank you to Life Remotely we had PDFed the information and the GPS coords taking us right to the door to a monster camp ground which was all but empty, it gets better cos it was gratis.
IMG_4306 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
IMG_4299 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrIt had been very wet so the ground was sodden but drying, hot shower and toilet complete and a small fire place… what else could we want.
IMG_4303 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrAgain we lit a fire, cooked our food and smoked out the mosquitos, apart from the odd hoon ripping around in the mud the place was quiet.
Setting off the following morning we managed to dry almost everything, the border was our mission and as far as we could get before stopping when tired or a nice spot was found.
Our road which was totally asphalt …but apparently not causing some extra time due to a puffy wet road slowing us down and when we got to the asphalt section there were bomb sized potholes to go around.…one of which owned us.
A dry section
P1220094 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrWe had scooted around about 10 potholes before reaching the daddy of potholes with no way around, Ellen saw it coming so she stood up on the pegs, quick shit myself, a very quick squeeze of brakes and a quick yank of the throttle to lighten the front wheel at least, we still hit with a thump, the tire, forks and flex bars all working hard to absorb the impact, if I had laid on the brakes and stayed on them we would have creased a rim without a doubt and likely have been thrown off Maya….the pothole nearly big enough to make a POI ….Canyon De Uruguay 8-)
This was a typical section of good road, this pothole a mere dimple by comparison to the daddy, we should have parked in it to show the size
P1220095 by twomotokiwis, on FlickrCounting our lucky stars assessing that everything was still round we continued to the border for a painless exit and entry in Argentina
At Frey Bentos there is a huge mofo bridge that take you high (for a flat place) to give you a great view (of the flat place)
P1220099 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr Welcome back to Argentina!!!
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