Well the weathers changed. It was light rain when I pitched the tent.
This was the camp in the morning.
I think Autumn lasted about 4 minutes before winter set in.
I got up early to try and beat the wind, and get to El Calafate, and it was just too quiet when I woke. I now know snow is a good sound muffler. And it´s cold as well. But I already knew that.
The snow was coming in horizontally on strong winds, and after 4 hours in the tent waiting for a break in the weather, I just had to break camp and hope for the best. I really didn´t want another night by the road in this weather.
By the time I had packed up the wind was back to full strength and the snow was coming in horizontally. 5 upper layers of clothes, 3 for the legs, 3 pairs of gloves, 2 hats, cycling hard and still cold. How can that be?
I made 14 kms in 2 hours and had set solid as a cycling shaped person with helmet icicles when 2 guys (Louis and Carlos) in a mobile home stopped and peeled me off the bike. I didn´t want to take lifts, but this was getting serious. They were going to El Chalten (my next stop after Calafate), but they had hot tea, so I went El Chalten instead.
This is the oldest mobile home in the world.
Comedy moment 1 when Louis dropped his phone and all 3 of us tried to grab it before it fell down the boot sized hole in the floor where the gear shift goes through.
Comedy moment 2 when the only working wind screen wiper dropped down and started polishing the front of the bus.
But I am oh so grateful to these 2 guys. Thanks Louis and Carlos.
Note gloves and coats - no heating in this old boat, about 2 degrees inside but it felt warm to me.