Day 229 - A squeaky Noise

Inspired by the delicious trout of yesterday, I got up early this morning and went fishing but had no luck. I need to buy new gear and proper lures.

Back at the Club, I took another hot shower and enjoyed the pancakes Ursula had prepared for breakfast. The rest of the morning was spent writing the last letters and postcards.

Peter Hunziker, one of the Swiss boys, handed me $50 and asked us to buy him an Alpaca blanket in Bolivia and mail it to his parents in Switzerland. We will gladly do so. Speaking about trust!

When I checked the engine to assert that everything was in good order, I heard a squeaky noise. At first, I thought it was the V-belt and replaced it with a new one. But that didn't help. What else could it be? Aha!

The noise was actually coming from inside the distributor. It turned out the distributor shaft needed to be greased (I remembered Wally's telling me about that). I most likely wiped it off while drying the parts after the motor got wet. I was so proud of myself for figuring out the cause of the squeak!

After lunch, we dropped off the mail at the Correos and purchased more Super-8 films. Ursula acquired a Gaucho leather whip as a souvenir, she claimed! Then we refueled and stopped at the Swiss Bakery to buy a supply of bread. Of course, we had to treat ourselves to coffee and pastry. Who knows how long it will be before we can again splurge a little?

Then we left town and drove to the trailhead for tomorrow's hike to Refugio San Martin.

Stats: Miles 23, Expenses $29.80Baca lagi