Bahia Blanca to Viedma, 225 miles
I woke up feeling like a survivor. A survivor for making it through the night in the creepy man hotel. The hotel clerk was that strange, literally either he wore woman’s clothing and had plenty of secrets, or was some type of fester-full serial killer… Either way we both survived the night untouched!
Our biker friends had already left as we woke up late. It’s hard to wake up at a decent hour in the morning in Argentina as you usually start dinner at 10 and never seem to get to bed before midnight.
The roads were much more of the same, straight, flat and scenery not much to keep you interested. Soon after we hit the road, there were some cops and inspection point. This was our very first search we encountered on our entire trip. Amazing, as before we left I anticipated several searches whether legal or not. The refreshing thing was that I didn’t feel threatened or worried. Here in Argentina things are so much more legit than any of the other countries we’ve passed, for the first time I didn’t tighten up and hold up my guard when being asked to pull over. It made me realize how much more relaxed I feel during this part of the trip.
The further south we drove, the stronger the wind became. Yet, we haven’t even reached the so called ‘windy’ region. That fact alone is enough to make me afraid! It was blowing pretty good, I could just feel the bottom portion of the bike being swept with strong gusts of wind on and off.
We drove down to the coast to a beach town called Balmaeario El Condor and had some lunch. We were hoping to stay there for the night, but the wind was blowing through town so strong, if we made that decision to stay, we’d most likely be locked in our room all night. There is an old lighthouse in that town which we got to briefly see. It looked like a nice place if the wind wasn’t blowing sand everywhere including our eyes.
Because we didn’t stay in the beach town, we took the next option which was Viedma. The lonely planet book doesn’t say much about the town that sounded appealing, but it was a pleasant surprise! It was a very quiet and relaxing town set along a beautiful river with plenty of parks, nice restaurants and cafes. Along the river were also some of the nicest houses I’ve seen on our entire trip. We found a little café which had Wifi and enjoyed some free wireless over tea and beers.
The moon looks like it is almost full and walking back from dinner at night, a delicious steak and calamari, the moon was reflecting off the river and was absolutely gorgeous.
Mike fighting the wind
Pep talk
Fighting the wind again
Turned out Viedma was a NICE town
Our biker friends had already left as we woke up late. It’s hard to wake up at a decent hour in the morning in Argentina as you usually start dinner at 10 and never seem to get to bed before midnight.
The roads were much more of the same, straight, flat and scenery not much to keep you interested. Soon after we hit the road, there were some cops and inspection point. This was our very first search we encountered on our entire trip. Amazing, as before we left I anticipated several searches whether legal or not. The refreshing thing was that I didn’t feel threatened or worried. Here in Argentina things are so much more legit than any of the other countries we’ve passed, for the first time I didn’t tighten up and hold up my guard when being asked to pull over. It made me realize how much more relaxed I feel during this part of the trip.
The further south we drove, the stronger the wind became. Yet, we haven’t even reached the so called ‘windy’ region. That fact alone is enough to make me afraid! It was blowing pretty good, I could just feel the bottom portion of the bike being swept with strong gusts of wind on and off.
We drove down to the coast to a beach town called Balmaeario El Condor and had some lunch. We were hoping to stay there for the night, but the wind was blowing through town so strong, if we made that decision to stay, we’d most likely be locked in our room all night. There is an old lighthouse in that town which we got to briefly see. It looked like a nice place if the wind wasn’t blowing sand everywhere including our eyes.
Because we didn’t stay in the beach town, we took the next option which was Viedma. The lonely planet book doesn’t say much about the town that sounded appealing, but it was a pleasant surprise! It was a very quiet and relaxing town set along a beautiful river with plenty of parks, nice restaurants and cafes. Along the river were also some of the nicest houses I’ve seen on our entire trip. We found a little café which had Wifi and enjoyed some free wireless over tea and beers.
The moon looks like it is almost full and walking back from dinner at night, a delicious steak and calamari, the moon was reflecting off the river and was absolutely gorgeous.
A taste of Bahia Blanca
Mike fighting the wind
Pep talk
Fighting the wind again
Turned out Viedma was a NICE town
posted by Pedro and Maria at 1:26 PM
2 Comments:
You didn't get a picture of the creepy man? Gosh darn it! xoxo sarah
Viedma IS still a nice town ... I was looking for the picture of the Pinguinera ...
Anyhow ... nice nice nice report/
Those gravel roads are a bitch, I do not blame her to fear for her life.
The Condor pictures bring me back ... way back when I used to vacation there ... funny place for a portenio grandpa to retire to.
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