28/1 A night in a quarry

Saturday 28 January

A looooong day cruising across a flat flat plain. The vegetation gradually flattened from thigh high scrub to knee height and the frequency of livestock decreased the further we went.

When there is scenery like this, all day long.........

this is what happens ....

 There was a flurry of excitement when we eased into an eroded valley and gradually came down to sea level at Commodoro Rivadavia. We stopped for 90 minutes outside a hypermarket where we had a very nice made up lunch of delightful crust roll, tomato and avocado, delicious choc mousse and even a Snickers bar – the one product we have seen all over the world. Later on, I was amazed to see a choc bar called Rhodesia! There would be an interesting story behind that.

Plenty of these oil pumps scattered across this region silently doing their thing

This is how we travel for 12 hour days - this is 2nd class and below is Chris on 'the beach' in the 1st class section

For our first genuine bush camp sans truckstop we parked in an old quarry. We had a really pretty sunset (and a good sunrise next morning).

The wind was pretty strong and grew fiercer through the night. We made a serious inroad into a new vodka and had a good singalong round a blazing fire. The Sweaty Minge song was dusted off for the first time in almost 40 years.