Should have taken the night ride to Pucon last night. I asked 3 people and they all said the road was "muy dificile y ariba" (very hard and uphill). I´d done 110km up a pass in the pouring rain with 50km of ripio, so it was easy to stop. Today I ride the extra 40km and it´s a breeze. Pouring rain again, mind you. That´s expected these days as the land begins to flood...
This is the view of the Villarrica volcano in Pucon. Looks the same as Lanin. Another invisible 2700m lump of rock. Same as Volcan Lanin. Disappointed.
We have an entourage building. Emma we met in Esquel, again by chance in Bariloche and San Martin. I met Emily in San Martin and they are both in the hostel I find in Pucon. Michael arrived yesterday, everyone is heading to Santiago tonight to avoid the rain.... Ulli a German cyclist we met in El Calafate and Bariloche is already there and waiting for Spanish cyclist Jose. Another German cyclist Dani is in the hostel and keen to ride with us. If I can just persuade Micheal to take the 3500m pass from Santiago to Mendoza past mightly Aconcagua - South America´s highest peak at 6990m I´m going to go.
He´s up for it. He´s always up for it. We are becomming a dangerous combination. Neither will back down.
I check in to the hostel, shower, dry clothes, then bounce straight out without staying a night - a bus ticket to Chile´s capital clenched in my fist.