
It’s actually ‘solvente’ but with my Spanish being shit and constantly not hearing the ‘b’ sound for a ‘v’ I kept missing it. A bit of back story….
We had been so concerned we weren’t going to be able to find fuel for the jetboil in Bariloche that we didn’t even realize we’d forgotten about white gas until we were on the way out of town. Being a bit sour about the coffee shop wasting so much time we decided to push on, figuring we could find it at a hardware store as some people had suggested. After two days of asking at every hardware or camp supply shop I started to get worried I would have to use petrol. Not the end of the world but it’s nasty shit that leave soot on everything. Finally we realized what people actually got from the hardware store wasn’t white gas but… wait for it…. paint thinner. Hopefully that works out.
After the fuel up in El Bolsón the riding that day was shockingly full of beautiful views and wild flowers!



This day also contained and important milestone….

We left Ruta 40 for the much quieter Ruta 71. Still more paved than desired but at least traffic was far less.
Not long after this change over we saw a new critter! Wild flamingos!


Additionally we had time to visit one of our planned points of interest the Butch Cassidy ‘museo bar’, La Legal. The mother/daughter team running the place were great, we had some nice conversation while enjoying a beer in the hot late afternoon.
After visiting the museum we went to check out the original Butch Cassidy property. It’s really awesome that this family is putting in the effort to take care of this piece of history.




We finished up our day with a short ride into Cholila for dinner.













We ended up with a bit of a late start and mild frustration at what should have been a 30 minute coffee turning into an hour and a half. So it goes. The ride out of town, despite being on a main highway, Ruta 40, was easy riding and full of spectacular views.

The original plan for day one was a 10 mile ‘get out of town’ and stay at the nearest campsite. But even with the late start it was decided we had more than enough time to pass the first 3 or 4 campsites to a wild camp at Lago Guillermo. The camp was described as ‘difficult to get to as it’s below the road ‘. What this meant was an awesome dirt path to a secluded campsite just far enough for the road the noise was not bothersome.
And this is the scene we were rewarded with. Having arrived a bit before 7pm, we had a solid 2(!) hours of sun left. We had snacks and attempted a small hike to a beach we saw on the map but it might have only been accessible by boat. So we built our small fire, got started on dinner and waited for the one big star to go away so to see all it’s far flung friends. Day one in the books.


















I rode to work loaded a bunch of times last week.
And finally we put our bikes in boxes, which went a bit better than usual.
That’s that for now. Hopefully this posting from my phone isn’t so frustrating I won’t want to do it.
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