As we had a big day ahead of us needing to do 124 km we were up in time to make sure the birds had not already gone to bed … yeah slightly relaxing.
After a mischievous start …. moving right along, we finally left about 11.30 am after scoffing tonnes of berries for breaky from the blackberry bushes.
Only five minutes out of town we came to a halt with a semi trailer
tanker spread across the road, in Bolivia this would have been an
everyday protest however here it was a mechanical failure of a clutch
judging by the awful smells coming out.
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He had all but made it around the corner nearing to top of the steeper
part, there were wheel tracks everywhere with scuffing and sliding so
you can guess there was some tender moments before it all came to a halt
around a corner while going backwards, I think nappies would have been
handy for the driver!!!.
P1230249 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
Establishing there was no way around for cars we had just enough room
for Maya and with some assistance from the Police pushing we got around
and carried on our merry way.
There was a combo of clear then rain, fog then clear and mum natures
mind swinging back and forth like a pendulum as to whether to rain or
shine, the upshot of the previous days rain giving us a welcomed dust
free road.
P1230285 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
Cyclists galore proved to be the biggy of the day and made cornering
interesting having to keep an eye out for them as well as avoiding the
spending locals who thunder around the blind corners like the Peruvian
taxi drivers on BOTH sides of the road, many toots and waves to the
cyclists as we made our way south to Hornopiren.
P1230286 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
P1230275 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
Arriving at the port we needed to get tickets for the ferry, I went to town to find accom while Ellen sorted the tickets.
We had been given a card for a local hostal so I went to check it out,
got the price and it was a little steep (10000 each) for what it was but
the weather was looking more dodgy so I said we would be back, heading
out to Maya a boy of 8 - 9 years old on a BMX bike said you wonna
hostal?
Me, yeah where
Boy, three blocks
Me, ok, how much
Boy 7000 each
Me, ok
Boy follow me.
I followed him down and around and arrive at an equally dodgy place but
the lady was nice and the place was cheaper and the industrious young
fella deserved something for his work so we said we would stay.
Our day then took an interesting turn we I arrived back at the ferry after doing dodgy deals down back alleys.
Juan (Colombian) and Alice (English) are travelling two up on a 250
Vespa, talk about style and grace, we hit it off well with these guys,
they were going camping and we thought about it, taking them to the camp
sight via GPS cords it was a nice spot but mum nature was giving all
the signs of not playing ball weather wise and besides I had already
agreed with my dodgy deals to stay in town.
P1230290 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
P1230296 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
Big smiles from two groovy people
P1230297 by twomotokiwis, on Flickr
That night the weather caved in with quite a bit of rain so I felt great
with my decision, also with a great surprise our hostel actually had
wifi, proper hot water, undercover secure parking and a monster wood
burner warming the place up.
All in all a great day out and meeting Juan and Alice a highlite for us.
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