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Not spinning our wheels

We made it to the mainland!

Between Porvenir and Punta Arenas we’ve had a series of rest days where we have been waiting for a good weather window while getting a few chores done. We also had the pleasure of a penguin tour! After almost a week of not riding we are getting antsy. And by we I mean Daisy and Jason, not A and H. They seem perfectly happy to spend the day playing video games without a care in the world.

Examples of A + H free time over the past week

We spent four nights in Porvenir, which we found to be a charming small town. Everyone seems to pass right by on their way to points further south (or north) and at most spends a quick meal or a single night here. We enjoyed eating at a local restaurant for lunch and having sandwiches for dinner. We visited the town museum and learned about some of the local history – from the four main tribes of native folks (who were sadly all killed or died of disease), to a local gold rush in the 1880s.

On our way out of town we took a quick detour to the Laguna de Los Cisnes Natural Monument. Once there we saw fossilized stromatolites. These are mounds of crusty cyanobacteria that represent an ancient life form from early in Earth’s history, billions of years ago. They are distinct mounds made of layers of bacteria that produced oxygen. Many looked like misshapen doughnuts, and broken spots showed holes inside the ‘dough.’ It is an amazing piece of living history which is only found in a few places on Earth. However, all that amazing information and understanding came from the internet, as there was not a single informational sign or label at the lake – simply a wooden boardwalk.

Fossilized stromatolite mounds at Laguna de Los Cisnes

We felt a real sense of accomplishment on the ferry, as we left Tierra del Fuego and crossed the Strait of Magellan. We arrived in Punta Arenas almost exactly 11 years after our first visit, which was the beginning of our Philtrons Pedal North journey to Colombia. Last time we were here we took a bus ride to see penguins, but those penguins no longer visit that area. This time we took a boat tour to Isla Magdalena to see a larger colony of Magellanic Penguins. We were lucky that it was not a windy day and the water was calm. However, that didn’t stop first A and then H from vomiting during the 80 minute ride to the island. Luckily they felt better afterward and were ready to do the 1-hour walk on the island.

We walked past hundreds, or thousands, of penguins, and enjoyed seeing them walk, swim, sunbathe, and honk their heads off. I noticed that some of the chicks were quite plump by this point – and looked larger than their parents! Human visitors are required to remain 2 meters back from the penguins. The penguins had no fear or qualms about walking towards or between us visitors, resulting in us having to stop and move backwards to get out of the way and give them space. The penguin population on the island is estimated at 60,000 breeding pairs. There are also (way too) many Kelp Gulls on the island, which produced additional noise and, well, bird poop.

Walking through a town is always an adventure and Punta Arenas is no exception. Within a block from our small apartment we can walk past an abandoned lot/building, a small convenience store, a hostel, and a fancy house that looks like it could be from Boulder, CO. The Plaza de Armas has these amazing, large trees. They are the same kind that we’ve occasionally seen out in the countryside in a very wind-swept form. In this case they have grown up strong and wide with the wind protection afforded by the buildings. A bunch of the parks also have what we’ve been calling “gumdrop trees.” We got a good laugh at how some of them have bad hair-cuts.

We are excited to get back on the road heading north! I wonder how much of the route ahead will evoke memories from a decade ago.

Tolhuín to Rio Grande

After a relaxing day in Tolhuin, we decided to tackle the 110 km in two days. Luck was with us, and for both days the wind was extremely mild compared to what is normal for the area. However, we are looking ahead at the weather forecast and weighing our options, as rain and strong winds are forecast for much of the next week.

For this blog post, A has agreed that we could use her (hand-written) journal entries. I’ve typed them here and added the photos.

Day 5: Tolhuín to Camping Norte (61 km)

Less exciting scenery today

Today we biked out of Tolhuín around 8:20 (A.M.). We were going 60 kilometers to et to a campground near the Atlantic ocean. The land was mostly down/flat with small or medium sized hills. When we stopped for lunch me and H had a stone-throwing competition. We ate Mayonnaise/Mayo sandwiches and I had tuna on mine. Just before lunch we had seen a fox den. We saw three cubs and a mother fox peek out at us, and throughout the day the family saw tons of guanacos. They had very long necks and some had black faces.

Fox!
Looking at guanacos via binoculars
Putting binoculars to a more immediate use

Around 1 o’clock the headwind got really bad. But we could see the ocean so we all knew we were close. My opinion was that we were going way too slow. :(. Soon, we made it to the campsite. It was a lot less windy there. :). After dinner we all went to an outlook and down a hill to see a herd of around 25 guanacos including around 10 baby guanacos. (So cute!) By the way, we had hot chocolate for breakfast and eggs and pasta with carrots for dinner. Now we are all reading or writing then probably going to sleep. See you!

Naptime
Guanacos and babies near our campsite

Day 6: Camping Norte to Rio Grande (50 km)

Snack time. Yes, we can eat a whole bag of potato chips!

Today we made it to Rio Grande. People say it is an ugly city but I think it is a perfectly fine city. To start it off, today we saw tons of guanacos and a couple big fat-looking birds. The scenery was very boring, just a buncha tall and short grass going on and on forever with small patchy groves of trees covered in pale lichen. Not my favorite. (But I do think the guanacos like it. We saw a herd of what seemed like 25 guanacos with at least 10 babies. Thought maybe that is not very exciting, because I told you the exact same thing.)

For lunch we had apple cheese sandwiches and I ate the apple separate from the cheese and bread. To get into Rio Grande we had to take a busy bridge over a river called Rio Grande. The name of the river was Big River. Then while we waited for our rental apartment to open we found a great park, me and H played on a couple long twisty tunnel slides. The family also took a photo with a huge RIO GRANDE sign. Then we went into our rental house. It is a great place with 2 bedrooms, a couch, and a kitchen. Mama and Papa were commenting on how bad the dishrack was. It was just super small. Now we’ve all finished writing. Need to go. I’m brushing my hair. Bye!

The bridge to/across Rio Grande
Best playground we’ve seen! (There’s a lot more in the other direction.)
The Rio Grande Sign
The over-full dish rack

Gear test: a three-day ride up Cuchara Pass

At the top of Cuchara Pass!

For our fall break we started in Walsenburg and rode three days up to Cuchara Pass and another day back down. Besides testing our gear, there were three things we wanted to go up against for practice: a strong headwind, a mountain pass, and gravel roads. All three of these will meet us in Tierra del Fuego. Luckily for us we got to try all three – at once! After the first day we weren’t sure we could do it, but by the end of the third day we were much more confident.

Day 1, Lathrop State Park to La Veta (15 miles, 900′ climbing, dirt): We camped overnight at Lathrop State Park and left our car there at the visitor’s center. We got on the bikes and headed out after a breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes. The first day’s ride took us across gravel roads to La Veta. We enjoyed the low-traffic road as it wound past deer, prairie dogs, pronghorn, cattle, and even a herd of horses that galloped across the road in front of us.

However, we had to work hard the whole time to fight the headwind. It was 20-30 mph! Tierra del Fuego is also known for very strong headwinds. How fitting!

As we came into town we checked the weather. The overnight forecast was 30-40 mph winds with 75(+) mph gusts. We abandoned our plans to camp (at the for sale Sammie’s Campground) and got a room in the La Veta Inn instead.

Day 2, La Veta to Cuchara (12 miles, 1400′ climbing, pavement): Whoa was it windy! We waited until after 10 AM to get on the road so the winds would die down. Today we travelled on pavement, but the headwinds continued. It was up, up, up the whole way. We passed several different rock formations. There are hundreds of rock walls that radiate away from the Spanish Peaks. The yellow aspens added some unexpected color to our late October ride.

Riding past the “Devil’s Steps”

Cuchara is a cute “town” that is simply a block-long collection of stores for tourists. We stayed in a B&B and the kids had a blast playing in the attic-like second bedroom. There was a playground in town, but very few kids.

Day 3, Chuchara to the pass and back to La Veta (6 miles and 1500′ up, 18 miles back down): The B&B’s breakfast was great – we all ate a lot. I (Jason) had an extra (third) muffin on the way out the door and that really powered me up the pass. It was 6 more miles to the top of the paved road. The headwind was not so strong, and the road got steeper. At the top we took our obligatory photo with the pass sign, then continued up a little further (above 10,000′!) on a dirt road to a wildflower overlook.

Snacktime is serious

We decided to head back down to prepare our lunch in the park in Cuchara while A and H played on the playground. Needless to say, it was a lot faster to go down than up! After a family conference we decided to go back to the La Veta Inn to spend the night in our “favorite room.” We realized that we were carrying our full set of gear on the bikes – including tent and pads and bags – but didn’t camp at all.

Day 4, La Veta to Lathrop State Park (15 miles mostly down on dirt): We took the same gravel road back down to the park. Somehow the wind shifted so we could have a little bit more headwind before our trip was complete. Our car was waiting for us and we ate lunch at the picnic tables in the park. We packed up and drove west to enjoy our first visit to the Great Sand Dunes National Park. Gear check = Success!