63 km and a light rain the whole time. Was making lists in my head with friends with bathtubs that I’d go visit straight away if I could. Never got to the water place so had to filter water from a still pond. It’s little black creepy things crawling around in the filter bag now as I’m writing. I’m as pleased about that as I was about eating moldy bread and non refigerated meat at the Estancia.
Cykled through Rio Turbio, had a morning pastry and cruised past a strike (from the miners we think…?) That held all the cars up. Cykled past some sinister camping places, in a headwind of course.
Found the closed down hotel again though, since we’re partly going back the same way we came before the new road begins towards el chalten. We didn’t take the buss by the way, we bike instead.