Bad Luck and Good Weather

Hello again to all of our friends in internetland!
It´s been a week since you d from us last and it will probably be another until you hear from us again. Our past week has been filed with the best weather of the trip and the most issues we´ve had with our bikes yet.
The morning after we last wrote we were all fired up to hit the road and head for Bertrand when I notice my brakes rubbing. When we flipped the bike we realized that I had an inch long cut in my tire and the tube was sticking out like an evisceration. Rio Tranquilo was a very small town with no bike shop or way of getting a new tire so we went door to door and asked folksif they could sell us one of theirs. We ven put out an APB on the local radio but still found no luck. So I hopped a bus for Cochrane with the hopes I´d see the boys again.
Fortunately two days later there they were sitting in the park with new sun tans after to days of glorious riding weather. By that time I had my tire and was ready to roll.
Unfortunately they had some problems of there own. Part of Bob´s rack had snapped to the point of not being usable and Ray´s rear wheel was out of true (we ended up making it worse). So our next obvious move was to find the only hostel in town with dish tv, gather up a heard of beers and greasy food and watch the super bowl (bad ass game by the way).
The following day we met this German fellow who was an excellent mechanic and doing a similar trip to us. He trued up Ray´s wheel no problem and even gave us a very helpful lesson in how to do it while warning us the rim was weak and didn´t trust it. Then we had great fortune in finding a local car mechanic who was able to machine the part for Robin´s rack from a piece of rebar. It was unbelievable how pricisely it match the crappy aluminum one he had before.
After hitting the road again for about 25km our last piece of bad luck hit. Ray cracked his rim exactly the same way as I had. Ray hitched a ride and Robin and I turned back for another night in Cochrane. We luckily found a new wheel that was functional but not ideal in the grocery store on Monday and headed out again. After one more dilemma 5 km out of town we turned back got it fixed and finally left Cochrane for good.
Now we are in Tortel. It´s an awesome little fishing town on the coast with no roads. The only footpaths are cyprus boardwalks. It´s a really cool little town. We headed over to a restaurant last night and the woman there was playing the documentary that Pete´s friend had made which was pretty cool to see. We asked her how many days a year that it rained here and she replied by saying 365. Fingers crossed though. We´ve been lucky. It´s even sunny today. Ray´s off to take some amazing photos. This morningwe asked a woman how often the weather wsa like this and she flatly said ¨nunca¨(never). We we´re planning on staying an extra day but have to take advantage of this weathre for riding.
We´ve got a big adventure ahead of us over the next week three boats, 20km of hiking through mud and plenty of riding. Next post should come from El Calafate, Argentina.

We miss you all very much and look forward to seeing you soon! Be assured that we are all healthy, happy and well and are taking good care of eachother.
Ciao!
Chris