March 25, 2016
Breaking The Cycle
The amount of days I have off the bike doing necessary things is quite a lot. I have been here in Puerto Varas a week as I write, or seven days against nine riding days since my last big break, back in Coyhaique. Days when I do ride are long days in the saddle as that's what I like. There is an allure to pedalling from early morning to evening, but eventually, usually after a week of such continuous cycling, there's need for a break, like anything else, over doing a relished activity can lead to flagging enthusiasm as well as eventual physical exhaustion.
Puerto Varas is just the sort of place to stop for those days off the bike, a town with all services. I'm glad I decide on stopping here. The hostel where I camp on a small bit of decking for half the price of a dorm bed, I luckily come upon riding into town last Friday. Many of the other hostellers here are the hiker variety, including a girl from Colorado, who was here when I first arrived and returned yesterday after five days hiking in a national park toward the Argentine frontier to the east, where she described incredible scenery. The park is just to the south of a lake called "Lago Todo Los Santos". There's a border crossing via a ferry across this lake, but on the other side, after a trail crosses the border to a much bigger lake, Lago Nahuel Huapi, there's a very expensive catarmaran service to Barilochi in order to regain the road. I never considered going this way anyway, but thought it must be very scenic. Instead for my planned route ahead, I'm set on crossing into Argentina, on a major border crossing just to the north of this area.
Today is the beginning of the Easter weekend and the town is full of traffic and people, as I take a last walk about. Tomorrow back on the road I suppose the roads will be busy with all the extra Easter traffic.
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