Hey everyone! 
Sorry for being absent for a while—let's continue now...
We tried to hitchhike right away but had no luck. After an hour, we decided to move forward by ourselves. The gravel on this part of the route was even rougher and denser, like a gravel pit filled with fist-sized round stones—very challenging to cycle on. Fiona mostly pushed her bike, resulting in an average speed of 5.5 km/h. Anyone can easily calculate how long it would have taken us to cover the remaining 50 km—an impossible task, especially considering Fiona's health condition.
While walking, we stuck our thumbs up at every passing pickup. Finally, a couple stopped and gave us a ride. The pickup sped along at 50 km/h. It was crazy sitting in the back and hearing all the stones flying against the truck.
What a relief when we finally reached asphalt! Luckily, we weren’t dropped off right away but were taken over a mountain pass to a tiny village called 'Las Barrancas.' We were extremely grateful! As a farewell gesture, we were hugged and given a kiss on one cheek, as they do in Argentina.
At the Camping Municipal, we were allowed to pitch our tent for free, at least during this 'off-season,' as the place was not maintained.
A friendly community worker even let us refill our drinking water bottles, and the next day, after repeatedly asking, they opened a toilet for us.
In this village, where our SIM provider had no network, we have been stuck for three days, partly because Fiona was seriously ill with a heavy bronchitis and sinusitis
and partly because a crazy storm swept through the region. 
Fortunately, it was not a hurricane, but we experienced winds of up to 50 km/h, with gusts reaching 90 km/h 
Our tent withstood the strong gusts, thanks to the trees around us 
, but layers of dust and sand built up both inside and around the tent—not exactly the ideal conditions for healing bronchitis... 
#cycling #bikepacking #hitchhiking #argentina
Sorry for being absent for a while—let's continue now... We tried to hitchhike right away but had no luck. After an hour, we decided to move forward by ourselves. The gravel on this part of the route was even rougher and denser, like a gravel pit filled with fist-sized round stones—very challenging to cycle on. Fiona mostly pushed her bike, resulting in an average speed of 5.5 km/h. Anyone can easily calculate how long it would have taken us to cover the remaining 50 km—an impossible task, especially considering Fiona's health condition.
While walking, we stuck our thumbs up at every passing pickup. Finally, a couple stopped and gave us a ride. The pickup sped along at 50 km/h. It was crazy sitting in the back and hearing all the stones flying against the truck.
What a relief when we finally reached asphalt! Luckily, we weren’t dropped off right away but were taken over a mountain pass to a tiny village called 'Las Barrancas.' We were extremely grateful! As a farewell gesture, we were hugged and given a kiss on one cheek, as they do in Argentina.At the Camping Municipal, we were allowed to pitch our tent for free, at least during this 'off-season,' as the place was not maintained.
A friendly community worker even let us refill our drinking water bottles, and the next day, after repeatedly asking, they opened a toilet for us.In this village, where our SIM provider had no network, we have been stuck for three days, partly because Fiona was seriously ill with a heavy bronchitis and sinusitis
and partly because a crazy storm swept through the region. Fortunately, it was not a hurricane, but we experienced winds of up to 50 km/h, with gusts reaching 90 km/h Our tent withstood the strong gusts, thanks to the trees around us , but layers of dust and sand built up both inside and around the tent—not exactly the ideal conditions for healing bronchitis... #cycling #bikepacking #hitchhiking #argentina
Nick 
