Patagonia + road tripping = epic adventure
To start off the long long weekend (an entire 10nights/9days) us dudes (me, josh, joey, jeff, and ryan) met up at the casa at 9am to start calling car rental companies. Due to some flakes, we had to keep getting smaller and smaller cars. We called around for a couple hours but couldn't find a single company that would legally rent to people below 21 years old. Eventually we decided to try showing up at a car rental place in person with the money in hand to see if they'd allow us to rent a car. We went to Localiza, prayed before walking in, and everything went perfectly smooth. They didn't ask us about our age once. So come 2pm, we were rolling back to the casa in our Volkswagen Voyager (made to fit 4 regular sized people and enough luggage space for 2 people. We had 5 college dudes and 5 huge backpacking backpacks and all our food. To say it was a tight fit would be an understatement.
Nonetheless, we got everything squeezed in there and rolled out around 3:30pm. Gettin out of the city was a relief, and shortly we were cruising through what felt like the Midwest of the States. Cornfields, cow pastures, windmills, farms, and 2-lane highways stretched as far as the eye could see. This complimented with some good ole' country music made me feel as American as I have in 6 months. Loved it. The drive was super smooth until it came Ryan's turn to drive and at that point the shifts became kind rough, the car was killed a couple times, and we almost got bowled over by a semi as Ryan was stuck on a hill, unable to get the car into first gear. It all worked out though and we got to our first campsite safe and sound. We stopped at some random, free camp site at Casa de Pierdas (House of Rocks) around 3:30am.
The next day we continued down south to Bariloche and stopped there for the night. We walked around town, saw a mini-concert going on, got some bomb ice cream at La Turista, and found a camping spot on the side of a road heading out of town. The next morning we woke up and took the road we had taken on the bus for our EFT to the amazing panorama overlooking the Llao Llao. It was super cool being there again when before I had thought I would never return to that location ever again. It was also fun to see Josh's first reactions to it. We also stopped by the really cool bay that we had hung at for quite a while during the EFT. We then booked it down to Esquel.
On the way down Jeff got stung by a dead bee haha. A bee had hit our car and we guessed that its butt-end with the stinger had landed on the stick and Jeff went to knock it off (not knowing what it was) only to be greeted with the intense pain of a bee sting. As we pulled into town, the military/police checkpoint dude motioned for us to pull over as he allowed several others cars to pass through without question. I guess it was obvious that we were tourists. As he was rummaging, he found Jeff's pipe (solely used for tobacco) and the military guy got a huge smile on his face as if he had just found buried treasure. He thought he had busted us for weed. After a close inspection and showing him the tobacco packet, he finally let off, but continued to look for other goodies. Of course, he found nothing and we were finally permitted to continue on into Esquel. We checked out the tourist center, loaded up on groceries, and went up a gravel mountain road to a high plateau where a lake rested, surrounded by forests and the plains of a nearby estancia. We found the perfect camping spot under a couple trees, right next to the shore, and quickly set up camp. Despite a light drizzle we got a fire started and got our pasta cooked. After ac ouple hours of good camp-fire talked we all retired for the night and got into our tents. It rained cats and dogs that night and well into the morning. We spent a few hours reading in our tents (Ryan in his hammock) until the rain let up. It never completely stopped so we had to pack up in the rain, which was a huge pain in the butt, but it all worked out.
We rolled out and drove up to El Bolson that morning. When we got there we checked out the super neat artesian fair, went to the tourism office, and kicked it at a super sick artesian cerveceria named Otto Tipp. It felt like some kind of pub out of the Lord of the Rings. By that time i had gotten everybody hooked on LOTR and everyone was reading it on their kindles and we were making references to it what seemed like every 5 minutes. The whole trip felt like some kind of adventure through Middle Earth (nerdy, i know). We were so tired and wet and infatuated with our books that we ended up kicking it there for 6 hours. That night we had a rough time finding a camping spot but finally settled on a patch of grace at a fork in a mountain road.
The next morning we took our time sleeping in and reading and eventually packed up to head to a nearby waterfall. We hiked up above the waterfall and found a super clutch camping spot for later that night. After coming back down, we got our shower gear, and stripped down to shower under the thundering power of the waterfall. If you're gunna try to be manly about bathing in Patagonia, doing it under a waterfall is the way to go. Feeling refreshed and renewed, we set out in our car to drive the mountain roads that encompassed the town. That drive is what sold me into putting El Bolson above any other town in Argentina as my favorite. As we were driving down this seemingly abandoned mountain road we passed quaint little farms growing hops, fruits, and all sorts of goodies, we passed super cool lil mountain cottages, black berry bushes on the side of the roads (which we stopped and picked to put on our ice cream later), quaint dulcerias + panaderias, all while driving alongside a winding, super blue river. I saw the symbol for a panoramic view on the map and so we took a little random road up the side of a mountain/hill and came out to what was one of the most beautiful panoramas I have ever seen in my life.
The overlook spanned across the width of an entire valley with the super windy, perfectly blue river running through the center and emptying into a river off in the distance at the base of snow covered mountains, pastures and mountain cottages were dotted across the valleys, trees of all kinds spread across the entire valley, mountains rose up to heights above the tree line and snow capped of the top of their peaks, brids were darting left and right chirping their melodic tunes, the sun was shining down upon the valley creating the most perfect picturesque waning shadows. I could go on talking about it for pages and pages. I literally started walking to the car 5 times only to be turned back each time by the draw of the majestic beauty that i never wanted to leave. Hopefully pictures will paint a better picture, but even then they wont do it justice.
Afterwards we rolled back into town, Ryan freaked out when a bee got in the car, opened the door in the middle of the road while we were driving 30mph and almost got the door taken off by a passing car. One of the scarier moments of my life....We then went to THE original Jauja (a new one had just opened up close to the casa and I was determined to go to the original one in El Bolson). We got some super bomb ice cream there and ate it with our freshly picked mountain blackberries. Epic. We then loaded up on some groceries for the night and headed up to our previously scouted camping location on top of the waterfall. It was quite the hike with our big ole backpacks on, especially for Ryan who only brought FLIP FLOPS to PATAGONIA. haha. We made it up just fine and set up camp, collected firewood, and then enjoyed some time apart from each other, hanging out with God, looking over the most beautiful valley I have ever been in. For space and times sake, i won't even try describing it. I'll let the pictures do the talking. It's hands-down the most epic campsite I have ever slept at and probably ever will sleep at. That night we made a fire, grilled chorizo on fire-heated rocks, made choripans loaded with the chorizo and pasta, and then enjoyed melted Jauja chocolate on bananas (made by wrapping the two in aluminum foil and putting it on the fire). After a hour or so of good campfire talk, we went to bed. Easily one of the top 5 days of my life.
I'm getting kinda burnt out by now so I'll keep the rest short and simple. The next day we got up early, drove to San Martin (we took a premature turn and ended up taking a route to San Martin that was in the process of being built, so the dirt road mixed with the rain made things very slow going. I wasn't one to complain though. The drive through that part of Patagonia was absolutely gorgeous. It kinda felt like driving along the Oregon coast, only instead of coast, there were tons of mountain lakes. We eventually got to San Martin (during siesta time) walked around town, hiked to epic lake overlook where we planned to camp, went back into town, bought sweet gaucho hats at the gaucho/veterinarian store that we had been to during our EFT, kicked it in a coffee place, and then went to the "Calzone Restaurant" that we had ended our EFT with 4 months before. After dinner we decided it wasn't worth it to hike and set up camp in the rain, so we cleaned out the car, organized our stuff more efficiently, and set our for the 21 hour ride back to BA. Talk about finishing strong.