Las Malvinas

HMS Dauntless is emblazoned over the front page of La Nacion. Is this for the arrival of William in the Falklands? Why can’t he fly around Anglesey until I’ve left Argentina. Now I must adopt various disguises: Herr Gabler of Bern; an itinerant Australian called Jim; a tongue-tied Frenchman of dubious origins. So far none of them are terribly convincing. All I can say is that the Argentinians have been nothing but charming and helpful. Long may it continue.

Disguise no.2: Jim the Australian

MENDOZA

After San Antonio de Areco we crossed the Pampa following the R8 – kilometre after kilometre of grass, soya, maize and the occasional polo pitch. After 750 K’s we came across a hill. We spent a couple of nights wild camping beside the fields – very nice after the mad camping grounds of Areco.  And then, 100 k’s from Mendoza, we spied snow-capped Aconcagua poking between the clouds. At last we’d reached the foothills of the Andes. Now we will be in Mendoza for a couple of days before heading south down route 40.

Mendoza

2 nuits de bivouac plutot agreables dans les champs et ce matin quelle joyeuse vision en arrivant sur Mendoza….les vignobles, les oliviers, les arbres fruitiers, apres mille kilometres de pampa plate et vide,  et puis au loin les Andes et haut, dans le ciel le sommet enneige de l’ Aconcagua, qui culmine a plus de 6900 metres.  Nous allons nous poser ici, pour les taches domestiques habituelles et pour boire du vin.  Puis direction le peche a la truite au Lago del Diamante, situe plus de 3000 m.  Nous connaissons deja mais l’endroit est fabuleux, et j’ai envie de truites au barbeque. J’espere pouvoir vous montrer mes prises!