Day 241 - Bahia Inglesa

I wanted to buy a fish from the restaurant before we left, but they said it was too windy; the fishermen didn't catch any. It sounded like a flimsy excuse!

Surprise! We had a flat tire today. It happened in the middle of nowhere. Sandy Desert was all around us. The sun was burning hot. I was hoping it was only a nail.

However, the tire shop in the next village found two cracks in the rubber on the inside. They applied a sealer, and it pumped up without any problem. I keep my fingers crossed! We certainly don't want to go through the same problems we experienced in the Amazon.

A massive rock formation ahead near a drop-off to the Pacific looked like the perfect place to stay for the night. We followed the road leading to it, but the sand became too soft for my liking, and I was smart enough to turn around before getting stuck.

On today's route, we made a detour to a mining village at the foothills of the Andes. It looked like a ghost town. There wasn't much to see besides a few skinny goats and stray dogs in the dusty streets. The grocery store had only a few cans of tuna and green beans left. We were wondering what the people were eating that lived there.

We camp in Bahia Inglesa tonight on a seaside campground 6.2 Miles south of Caldera (2,400 Escudos).

Stats: Miles 296, Expenses $15.95Читать далее