Ruta Siete See Ya

It was Sunshine in Tortel and we rode like bandits out of town to catch the fairy. We rode through the mountains the more sun and beauty. And we rode down the mountain roads into Puerto Yunguay. And we rode the Ferry Gently across calm waters in the sun with a half box of wine and thought perhaps the luck is now up on our side. Glory days.
We passed a Gaucho ( a cowboy) and he let us bed down in his field. And it was clear out and we caught a nice fire. Slept like children and on to Villa O´Higgins. The end of the road. Through just a touch of rain but it was sunny when we finished. It felt good.

It was Esquel forever ago. And tough weathers for a good portion. Tough to mark a halfway point but the last week has given us the best of times and views. Hard to summarize the people and food and music of Chile while it is still soaking in. Hard as well to try and figure out a country when you only traveled such a small portion of it.

To the people of Chile who helped us on our journey, to the folks who went out of their way to get us shelter or push us down the road, The fist pumps from oncoming truck or the thumbs up from passing by cars, The road workers who worked to carve this road out or the ones who contine to maintain. All the hospedaje workers who cleaned up after us and fed us. We thank you all with the kindest of Gratitude and we bid adieu to Region 11 and Aysen. Much love