The morning started foggy as we drove out of Bariloche. The road climbed into the mountains until we reached the "Seven lakes drive", a dirt track past, you guessed it, seven lakes. Thick forest all around with steam rising where the warm sun hit the rich soil. We passed two hardy Brits who had ridden their push bikes from Ushuaia. How long? Two months. That's adventure.
Then out and down on good roads leading to the Chilean border post under the volcano. Every corner perfect for a bike but uninspiring in an aging 4X4. Just had to enjoy the scenery, the company and the cosmopolitan choice of music on the "Team Colombia" ipods.
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