16th of January - Rio Grande to (our) end of the world
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In the morning we bought for 2-3 days food in Rio Grande for our adventure on the Atlantic coast. We wanted to drive as as possible down towards the Cape on the Atlantic side, off the beaten track.
The ship wreck at Hostal San Pablo. Actually there is no Hostal anymore but on the weekends the locals still come here to enjoy their self made churrasco
After this point you are alone on the road. From time to time you pass by or cross Estancias.
This is the last gate we were able to open. Sadly whole Argentina is fenced. Fences up to horizon wherever you go. We were finally stopped at the Estancia Maria Luise with a big lock on the gate. According to the information I had we could have moved on a couple of kilometers on gravel and then maybe continued at low tide on the beach...but maybe better like this; no risk. So we went back a couple of kilometers and found a beautiful, wind-protected spot for our tent.
Washing vegetables at low tide...
in a beautiful wash basin. Of course without soap.
In the evening we had a walk on the cliff line and we saw baby Orcas. Approx. 1.5m length. Here are two beside each other on the picture. Lucky we!
Our tent is NOT big :-)
Where is the bird?
Where is Ying? :-)
The next day we had an 8 hours walk on the shore...no human being anywhere
Guanacos are shy but also a bit curious
Hmm...who are these guests?
And enough of curiosity. You won't come closer to them.
The fox on the beach. We saw four of them and they are curious too.
Looks a bit ugly but this is the trekking food I drove more than half way around the world and never used it. Here was the chance and actually it was good...
...and the dish washing experience:-) Also without soap. Just sand, stones and sea water.
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In the morning we bought for 2-3 days food in Rio Grande for our adventure on the Atlantic coast. We wanted to drive as as possible down towards the Cape on the Atlantic side, off the beaten track.
The ship wreck at Hostal San Pablo. Actually there is no Hostal anymore but on the weekends the locals still come here to enjoy their self made churrasco
After this point you are alone on the road. From time to time you pass by or cross Estancias.
This is the last gate we were able to open. Sadly whole Argentina is fenced. Fences up to horizon wherever you go. We were finally stopped at the Estancia Maria Luise with a big lock on the gate. According to the information I had we could have moved on a couple of kilometers on gravel and then maybe continued at low tide on the beach...but maybe better like this; no risk. So we went back a couple of kilometers and found a beautiful, wind-protected spot for our tent.
Washing vegetables at low tide...
in a beautiful wash basin. Of course without soap.
In the evening we had a walk on the cliff line and we saw baby Orcas. Approx. 1.5m length. Here are two beside each other on the picture. Lucky we!
Our tent is NOT big :-)
Where is the bird?
Where is Ying? :-)
The next day we had an 8 hours walk on the shore...no human being anywhere
Guanacos are shy but also a bit curious
Hmm...who are these guests?
And enough of curiosity. You won't come closer to them.
The fox on the beach. We saw four of them and they are curious too.
Looks a bit ugly but this is the trekking food I drove more than half way around the world and never used it. Here was the chance and actually it was good...
...and the dish washing experience:-) Also without soap. Just sand, stones and sea water.
