I’ve been dethroned. Uncrowned. I was crowned Queen Nancy back in La Paz, now I’m back to plain ol’ normal me. Minus a crown.
My crown fell out. I was brushing my teeth this evening and all of a sudden something felt odd – my crown was mixed in with the toothpaste. So here we are, camped along a rushing river, and I look like your stereotypical witch with a big black gap for a front tooth.
We are now about 55 km from El Bolson, so we’ll ride there tomorrow and see if I can find a dentist. If not, I’ll end up bussing back to Bariloche to have it taken care of.
We really, really don’t need this delay. Winter isn’t far off and we don’t want to get caught in it.
Kilometers today: 73
Kilometers to date: 25696
Distance remaining: 2227
Love the photos – almost like the Rockies or Sierra Nevadas. The photo of David is now my favorite. My favorite of Daryl is the one with the parrot on his shoulder.
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You sure are driving through some beautiful areas – great pictures and glad the riding was nicer the last days so you can enjoy more of your ride. You are almost there, you are almost there.
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