Whilst everyone seems to have their own idea of where Patagonia actually starts, I think it’s now safe to say we’re definitely in it. With a name almost synonymous with adventure, this chunk of Southern Chile and Argentina has always held a certain allure for me; a distant, almost whimsical goal when I set off from Alaska, that’s now unfolding before me in full rain swept, HD reality.
On the Chilean side; rivers and dense rain-forests plunge into a bewildering network of lakes, hemmed in by dramatic, jagged mountains. Villages, largely cut off from the rest of their country, take on a much more rugged and weather beaten look, with faded timber paneling and smoking chimneys being obligatory features. Just like Alaskan communities there’s the same obvious respect for the weather; North Face down jackets aren’t just a fashion statement down here. And therein lies the obvious downside to Patagonia; the weather could be better. That said, this is hardly peak season; summer has long since past, the landscape now jazzed up with splashes of autumnal yellows and oranges. Subzero nights, damp starts and plenty of rain (soon to become plenty of wind when we cross over to the Argentine pampa) come as standard these days, with ever reducing daylight hours reminding us the clock is very much ticking if we’re to avoid the full wrath of a Patagonian winter.
Way behind schedule, a ‘high level’ meeting was called in Bariloche to address the winter issue, whereby Sam and I did our best to extract our heads from the sand and plan out how the hell we’re going to make it down to Ushuaia in time. The result is practically a day by day itinerary, and a seriously tight one at that, which we’ll need to do our best to stick to. Gone are the aimless wanderings, now it’s deadlines and daily ‘targets’, not exactly ideal, but all good preparation for a return to the real world…
That’s not to say we’re completely finished with our mission to ride ‘off the beaten track’ though, something that’s become core to the trip and no doubt cause of much frustration to our families, who’d rather we just got it over with! Our latest stretch from Argentina’s tourist hub of Bariloche (home to the world’s largest chocolate Easter egg no less) featured another wonderfully remote border hop into Chile, before joining up with the famed Carraterra Austral to take us south. Very much a tale of two halves; fording rivers and following faint tracks across the border, then the relative ease of South America’s most popular cycle route.
Despite ongoing camera issues there’s even a few photos to show for it…
- Day 1 Esquel to Corcovado 90km ish, paved to trevelin, ripio thereafter with 10-15km paved thrown in towards Corcovado. Reasonably sized village, shops etc (medium)
- Day 2: 50km to lago Palena, rough road lots of hills (medium)
- Day 3: 65km lago Palena to gendarmaria border post (medium) *Ripio to Atilo Viglione (small shop and public wifi!) then it’s a track across the river to the gendarmaria around 6 or 7km away, in general just stick to the main track, there are signs to the gendarmaria, although the last sign pointed us off in the wrong direction… If using Gaia GPS the track is shown on the open source landscape topo layer
- Day 4: gendarmaria to la junta via lago verde 90km (long) *Stamp in at the cabineros in Lago Verde, 12km from the gendarmaria
- Day 5: la junta to camp 85km (medium) paved for first 30km
- Day 6; camp to manihuales 110km (long) paved for last 85km *Owner of the casa de ciclistas has recently sold it and the adjoining, appararently the new owner will still let you use it, but no one was in when we tried
- Day 7; manihuales to coyhaique 95km (medium) all paved *Contact Boris through Warmshowers to stay at the casa