Well, dang! I had hoped our tailwinds would continue.
Last night was yet another of those “Nancy! It’s raining!” nights. We scrambled into action to put the flys on the tents and get the bikes under shelter.
“I hope this doesn’t mean the end of our tailwind,” John mumbled as he crawled back into the tent. “They say it’ll always be tailwinds unless a front moved up from down south. I hope this didn’t come from that direction.”
But then, this morning as soon as we hit the road, we knew it did. Headwinds. Not much of a wind, but still – not even close to the awesome tailwind we had yesterday.
And then we hit the hills. We had been warned they were coming, but still – it’s a bit disappointing to go from a daily rate of 22.4 kph yesterday back down to our normal 11.2.
In the end, we didn’t make Gutierrez where we had hoped to spend the night, so are now camped in a farmer’s field 20 feet from the road behind a row of bushes. It’s actually a wonderful little spot – most likely better than we would have found if we had reached town.
Kilometers today: 62
Kilometers to date: 21954
Gotta love Daryl’s bedhead! He is now so engrossed in the FableHaven books on his Kindle that we have a hard time getting him to put the Kindle down to eat!
We’ll be following the front range of the Andes all the way into Argentina. Fortunately, we don’t have to climb up into them yet.