Our friend Sarah joined up with us in El Bolson, a little hippie town in the Patagonian Lakes district.
To start with, she got her bike all put together and we did a little maintenance on ours.
All the bike tools a woman needs!
The river right near our hostel.
We had to cross this crazy suspension bridge with our bikes to get to town every day.
We stayed at the most wonderful place. While we were there, American Thanksgiving arrived and the two Americans staying there decided to cook up a feast.
I made pumpkin pie, which went over really well.
We finally managed to tear ourselves away and head north out of town towards Bariloche.
On the way, a whole bunch of old roadsters passed us.
From Bariloche, while Sarah and Chris went rafting, I went on a hike up to a "refugio" up in the mountains. These ones are a lot more posh than the ones we saw in Spain, and include someone making you breakfast, if you want.
It was really gorgeous up there.
We continued north to Villa La Angostura.
From there, we headed to San Martin de Los Andes, through an area called the Seven Lakes route. 
Camping lakeside along the way.
We finally started seeing other cyclists, which were a great source of information about road conditions, provisions, camping, etc. As Steph and I learned in Quebec, a drivers' or locals' idea of "not very hilly" is very different than a cyclist's!
The yard sale afterward. We're getting pretty good at putting our bikes back together, though.
Well, pretty good! I'm not allowed to say who did this.
And now we're off to cross over into Chile, we hope!! All the necessary boats may not be running, though, so we´ll see...
To start with, she got her bike all put together and we did a little maintenance on ours.
All the bike tools a woman needs!
Sarah also got herself a power skirt, a necessary part of every good bike trip.
El Bolson was really cute, so rather than taking off right away, we ended up staying a week.
El Bolson was really cute, so rather than taking off right away, we ended up staying a week.
The river right near our hostel.
We had to cross this crazy suspension bridge with our bikes to get to town every day.
We stayed at the most wonderful place. While we were there, American Thanksgiving arrived and the two Americans staying there decided to cook up a feast.At one point in time, there were twelve of us girls waiting for the two guys to finish cooking and bring in the bird. I like that everything is the opposite down here in the southern hemisphere!
I made pumpkin pie, which went over really well. 
We finally managed to tear ourselves away and head north out of town towards Bariloche.
On the way, a whole bunch of old roadsters passed us. 
From Bariloche, while Sarah and Chris went rafting, I went on a hike up to a "refugio" up in the mountains. These ones are a lot more posh than the ones we saw in Spain, and include someone making you breakfast, if you want.
It was really gorgeous up there.
We continued north to Villa La Angostura. 
From there, we headed to San Martin de Los Andes, through an area called the Seven Lakes route. It's been pretty hilly in these parts, but very little wind, which is such a treat!
Lots of beautiful sights, too.
Camping lakeside along the way.
We finally started seeing other cyclists, which were a great source of information about road conditions, provisions, camping, etc. As Steph and I learned in Quebec, a drivers' or locals' idea of "not very hilly" is very different than a cyclist's!
We were proud of riding almost the whole way. But when we hit 50km of dusty gravel road, we gladly accepted a ride.
The yard sale afterward. We're getting pretty good at putting our bikes back together, though.
Well, pretty good! I'm not allowed to say who did this.
And now we're off to cross over into Chile, we hope!! All the necessary boats may not be running, though, so we´ll see... 
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