Well done lads. Those long straight roads r difficult 🙌

Tuesday 4th February 2025 from Rio Colorado to Perú, La Pampa, Argentina
Not so good on the food front yesterday, not a very big town Rio Colorodo, none of the restaurants opened till 8, so we decided just to grab some stuff from the local petrol station. After we had walked up and down the street a few times, also managed to get our water and stuff for tomorrow’s rides, once again it looks like it will be a long one.

Early night again need to rest these aching bodies, but up at the crack of dawn, all eager and ready, well maybe, as we silently eat our chocolate infusioned porridge, still trying to make it sound posh, really nice one today, banana and white chocolate peanuts, Bingo trying to lighten his load.

Off we go into the Pampas, still wind and the sun just breaking through, easy route today turn right after one mile, then turn left in 87 miles, nothing can go wrong, well almost missed the first turning, but all good in the end as we navigated onto National Route 54. The surface was a bit bumpy, for the first 20 odd miles, after that looked like it had been resurfaced recently so all good, very little traffic, drivers giving us plenty of room, very courteous.

Not al lot to report today, just a very hard slog through the slightly changing environment, but still very sparse, actually seen a few cows and horses in the Pampas, but few and far between. Bingo has taken up insect spotting now, after noticing loads of giant grasshopper things on the road, he actually stopped and filmed them mating, breaking my neck trying to think of a song only thing I could think of was “I dont like Spiders and Snakes, but that aint what it takes” or the Doors classic “Celebration of the Lizard” not really an insect but who cares, as I blasted out the songs.

Well that was it 95 miles done watched a few insects and ants and pedalled all day, last couple miles we stood on the junction, water bottles in hand, managed to get some fresh water, it tastes so much better than the hot water we carry. Then rode the last 8 or so miles, not sure if the Hotel would actually be there! Sure enough as we turned the corner I called out your name (another song) the hotel was there in all its splendid glory, sorted out the rooms and a late lunch what a result 95 tough tough miles.