Saturday, 18 February 2012

18/2 Sunshine & mountain climbs

Saturday 18 February

The day dawned dry and half appealing. Richard went and bought eggs for breakfast, which cheered everyone up. We fiddled around until about 11 then took the bus into the city. There were some fascinating emporia with sprawling areas exclusively selling chocolate and ice cream. We invested about $3.50 in a small bucket of 3 flavours of very good ice cream. This whetted our appetite for lunch and we sampled one of the local specialities, fondue, at La Marmite, regarded as the best fondue restaurant. Cynically, it made for a grossly overpriced cheese sandwich, but in the context of the ambience and the rich balanced blend of cheeses, it was a memorable occasion. Hell . . . where else can you still buy a fondue?
La Marmite - beautiful inside and out


J wandered round the museum while C struggled to extract some pesos from the ATM’s. It was the first time we had had any problem and we were just starting to get worried when one of the banks finally consented to cough up some money.
Just one of the lake views in town


St Bernard pic opportunities

Historic green/grey stone buildings surround the square


We caught another bus back past the camp to the foot of a mountain with a renowned viewing spot on top. Like the group of young chaps ahead of us, we had intended to catch the chair lift to the top, but the price tag of $12.50 each deterred us. Then it started drizzling again. We nearly gave up and went home but we decided to tackle the mountain and climbed to the top in less than 30 minutes. It was STEEP. The view did not disappoint – a sweeping 360 panorama overlooking lakes and mountains and the city 20km away. The weather obliged kindly and we enjoyed perfectly clear views. We then slid down and walked 4 km home.     


The view back to Bariloche
Fantastic carved creations in front of a restaurant on the walk home


     
Everyone else was lining up to go out for dinner but we were fully stuffed and planned to have chicken and chips at the camp.                                                                                   

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