We didn’t rush to get up, as today is a non-driving day. Our number one task is to get the laundry done. My wardrobe is exhausted. Dennis has more clothes than me, although he will deny it, but our bedding, towels etc are all in need of washing. We can’t…
Our overnight at the YPF fuel station in Las Heras passed without incident. Las Heras was a pretty dead beat town. The car park was large and not full of trucks. Several times a police car passed, which was reassuring. The wind dropped, but it rained during the night. Fortunately…
It seemed to be dark late this morning. The sun was hiding behind the mountains. It was chilly. 4 degrees in Poki, so not warm outside. I had left some underwear and socks hanging outside to dry overnight. Unsurprisingly, they were not dry, so had to be hung up in…
Our roadside camping spot proved peaceful. A couple of cars passed, after we first parked, then there was no other passing traffic. It rained heavily during the night and we had to close the roof vents. We were awake early. I was worrying the alarm wouldn’t go off. It did…
Packing up a wet and muddy tent, after picking off some giant slugs, wasn’t much fun. It rained again during the night, but was clearing when we got up. We went into Los Lagos to look for bread rolls. I was just coming out of the Panaderia, with the rolls,…
Leaving Salto del Lara. Last night, Google maps took us on a very long winded route via small gravel tracks to Camping La Isla. This morning we were back on Highway 5 within 5 minutes. However, this meant we passed nowhere to buy bread rolls for lunch. It has developed…
Leaving Pichilemu Some days everything does smoothly, others don’t go so well. Today started with only cold water in the shower. Perhaps this should have been an omen. Pichilemu is a laid-back, dusty, surfing town with a good vibe. I didn’t pay any attention to how the sat-nav had programmed…
We had intended just to stay here two nights, but changed our minds. It is a lovely quiet haven with great, hot showers, so we decided to have another rest day. Also, once again, the usual boring domestic duties needed attention. So, I’m afraid this won’t be an exciting blog…
Posada del Parque Posada del Parque wasn’t just a campsite. It had a large conference room and was holding kindergarten type classes in an igloo shaped tent. Our site overlooked wetlands leading to sand dunes. We were going to explore last night, but it didn’t happen. I had a lovely…
Leaving our Peaceful Haven Reluctantly, we left our grassy camp under the willow trees, surrounded by vines. It had only been a short break, but was very welcome. We climbed back up the track to the main road. The drive out to Pisco Elqui had been a welcome relief after…