Page 2 of claire n dave Travel Blog Posts


South America » Argentina » Jujuy April 18th 2007

We so liked the laid-back capital of Jujuy province that we stayed for several days. The formal name of the capital is the fantastical San Salvador de Velazco en el Valle de Jujuy, although it is generally referred to — thankfully — as San Salvador or Jujuy. The city has a strong Indian presence, and its colonial architecture gives it a colour and architecture that contrasts markedly with the urban areas of the south. We sauntered around town enjoying the atmosphere, replenished our supplies, enjoying our last Argentinean wine, and wandering up the hill behind town to visit a fascinating small archeological museum run by a team of expert enthusiasts and donations from visitors. Among them is the shy archeologist Jorge Kulemeyer, who took the time to illuminate the exhibits with his descriptions. Many of them ... read more
Are we there yet?
Typical scenery near Tumbaya
Band practice, Tumbaya

South America » Argentina April 7th 2007

The first few weeks touring on a bike is hard. Your legs and bum hurt, you're constantly stiff across the shoulders and you're completely stuffed at the end of the day as you set up camp, cook dinner and crawl exhausted into your sleeping bag to enjoy the sleep of the dead. After 8 months of riding smooth paved highways, rutted dirt roads, climbing high mountain passes, hauling bikes and gear around washed out bridges and unridable walking tracks, the benefits are showing. It's like spending 4 hours a day in the gym, 5 days a week (yes, we manage to get the weekends off). Our bodies are lean and hard. We can ride for hours and not feel stuffed at the end of the day. We can eat what we like and enjoy it ... read more
One of the many rivers feeding the lakes
Fly fishing is a popular sport here
Dave emerging from a cold Lago Espejó Chico

South America » Argentina » Buenos Aires March 27th 2007

Our holiday with Erin in Buenos Aires and north-eastern Argentina has been a radical change in mode of travel for us, as we took to buses and did the trad backpacker thing for almost three weeks. Buenos Aires is a crazy city! It is vibrant and lively and full of art museums and movies and other cultural things we've been starved of in remote areas, but also polluted enough to hurt our throats and eyes. We noticed that people had a pressed, tired look that we had become unused to in the west. Erin's first day with us happened to be International Women's Day. We soon discovered that, for most porteños (residents of Buenos Aires) the meaning is far from the usual one of equality of choice and opportunity. Everywhere there were ads for IWD ... read more
"Where are the women of history?"
How to park your bicycle in inner-city Buenos Aires
Work for bread, bread for work


Leaving the Caraterra Austral was a bit of a big event for us as it had always been a big part of our trip to travel this remote and isolated road. However we still had to ride up a small pass and once again cross the Andes to get into Argentina. Our route from the Caraterra would take us East along a dirt road 77km to the small border town of Futaleufú which is famous for it's world class rafting and kayaking on the Rio Futaleufú. The road itself was very scenic as it twisted and turned around large mountains and lakes giving us different vistas at every turn. The weather had turned very hot and as we were unaccustomed to the heat we were finding it fairly hard going, but it was novel to once ... read more
Lago Yelcho
Lago Yelcho
Lago Yelcho

South America » Chile » Aisén » Carretera Austral February 10th 2007

Dust. Headwinds. Gusts from the side strong enough to blow cyclists off the road. The occasional tailwind! Rain. Climbs, descents and more climbs. Gravel roads. Endless corrugations. Potholes. Teeth rattled loose in the jaw. Stock cubes turned to a residue that is reminiscent of used engine oil. A blessed stretch of tarmac. Tábanos (horseflies) in at least three, equally voracious and persistent species. Orange-framed bridges over turquoise rivers. Turquoise lakes. Deep green rivers. Hundreds of waterfalls freefalling out of clouds. Roads hugging the edges of cliffs high above turbulent rivers. Condors floating in the heavens. Forest as far as the eye can see. Mountain sides too steep for vegetation to cling to. Landslides. Wildflowers. Green valleys. Grazing cattle. Raw slashes of bulldozed land that marks a new settler's beginnings and hopes. Occasional farmsteads. Paddocks of grasses ... read more
Leaving Cochrane
Between Cochrane and Puerto Bertrand
At the top of yet one more climb

South America » Argentina » Santa Cruz » El Chaltén January 5th 2007

I am having a nightmare. An unrelenting headwind is blowing dust and grit into my face as I ride directly into it. The wind is progressively sapping my energy, blowing me across the road or off it, and frustrating all my efforts to move forward. I retreat inwardly, ignoring the brown landscape, experiencing nothing but the roaring in my ears and the constant attention my bike needs to keep upright. But it's not a dream; it's our first day cycling in Patagonia. We had planned and catered for 3 days, plus 1 day's contingency, to complete the leg across the semi-arid Argentinian steppe from El Calafate to El Chaltén. Leaving El Calafate on Christmas Day loaded up with 10 litres of water, plus rice, pasta and veggies, we set off east into a fast tailwind. 32km ... read more
Typical Patagonian landscape between El Calafate and El Chaltén
Ruta 40 runs alongside Rio La Leona for a way
A campsite out of the wind

South America » Argentina » Santa Cruz » El Calafate December 24th 2006

With the realisation that we could easily spend a month cycling to reach the southern end of our next major destination, the Carretera Austral, and that that would eat into time we want to spend in Bolivia, Ecuador and Peru, we decided to take the bus from Ushuaia to El Calafate. Once through the mountains north of Ushuaia we were into flat plains that continue through the rest of Tierra del Fuego and all of Patagonia. What an awesome expanse, even from the capsule of an air-conditioned bus. It had Claire reminiscing about friends and travels in similar landscapes in the western plains and the gulf country of Queensland, and the Karoo in South Africa. The Patagonian steppe of plains broken by small, rounded hills looked like the folds of old brown velveteen for hundreds of ... read more
The face of Perito Moreno that feeds Lago Argentino
On a headland path overlooking the glacier
One species of wildflower common to this part of southern Patagonia

Antarctica » Antarctica December 12th 2006

We turned south out of the calm waters of the Beagle Channel — and we are in the Drake Passage, on our way to the Antarctic Peninsula. How can one describe the Antarctic? Words are inadequate, and photos don't come close to capturing the grandeur of the environment. So, this must suffice as rough sketches from our trip, four days on the Drake Passage and five days cruising the protected waters of the Antarctic Peninsula. On board with us on the MV Akademic Shokalskiy with us were the 24 Russian crew, an expedition staff of people who have worked or adventured in the polar regions, and 46 other tourists. The fabled Drake is named after the English explorer and pirate, and has traditionally been feared by sailors for its wild seas, where winds and waves can ... read more
All aboard on a windy Ushuaia afternoon
Waiting to go ashore
Going ashore at Devil Island

South America » Argentina » Tierra del Fuego » Ushuaia November 28th 2006

Having booked a last-minute cabin on an expedition ship to Antarctica over the internet, we had to get ourselves to Ushuaia in Argentinean Tierra del Fuego pronto. A quick visit to the airline office in Castro (capital of Chiloe) secured us two tickets from Puerto Montt to Ushuaia, arriving in time to explore the southern end of Isla Grande de Tierra del Fuego before embarking on our ship. The name Tierra del Fuego (literally Land of Fire) comes from Ferdinand Magellan, who was the first European to pass it in 1520. He named this island after the many fires of the Amerindians, which were visible from the sea. He believed that the "Indians" were waiting in the forests to ambush his armada. They were, however, only using fire for heating and lighting. Charles Darwin called this ... read more
Stunted lenga trees
More stunted trees
Stormy skies

South America » Chile » Los Lagos » Chiloé Island November 16th 2006

It had been quite a day getting to Chiloé. We'd ridden 60km in a headwind through coastal scrub along the Ruta 5, which south of Puerto Montt shrinks to two lanes while carrying as much traffic as the four-lane highway. We had enjoyed a respite on the vehicle ferry to Chiloé, turned the cranks for a few more kilometres on Ruta 5 island-side and headed north towards the coast. We had only about 10 kilometres to go on small, steep hills paved with loose gravel that we had to coax the bikes over. We crested the last hill, skidded down to the bay on our brakes — and disovered that our road ran out. So much for our map, which had the road following the bay to a nearby fishing village called Caulín. As it turned ... read more
Last pickin's as the light fades
Tent with a view
An 800m slog across the beach took us to a road to Caulín village




Tot: 0.109s; Tpl: 0.009s; cc: 15; qc: 33; dbt: 0.0563s; 1; m:domysql w:travelblog (10.17.0.13); sld: 1; ; mem: 1.2mb