Buenos Aires Sidetrip

Buenos Aires Sidetrip

Gaz received his passport on the Friday afternoon, found a flight on Saturday, got a lift 200 miles down to London with his dad on Sunday morning and on Monday morning would be in Buenos Aires! That meant that even though I was waiting for a replacement interior for my Rohloff, due to a gear-slipping issue that I was having, which would arrive in Montevideo I had to go over to meet him. I did a bit of sightseeing over that weekend, but more than that it was a time to get things in order and look

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Montevideo Madness

Montevideo Madness

I?m now in Montevideo, it?s Friday evening, and after a few lovely days with HJ before she goes off backpacking again I?m in a bit of a quandary which I`ll try to explain…

I?ve got my new Manta saddle, thanks to Jon and wonderful DHL even though it turned out that at the Scottish end they forgot to put a street name or phone number on the address label so it was sent to Dominic Luther, The English Cycle Tourist, Bicycle Shop, Montevideo, Uruguay. And still made

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Rio Grande – Montevideo

Rio Grande – Montevideo

My plan to ride down to Chui hit into my laziness. There was 240km to the border, and having stayed until the Saturday morning cos of how lovely Duda’s family was – with my visa expiring on the Sunday – that would be doable, but with a strong headwind forecast for the whole weekend it sounded like a pretty miserable ride through flat fields with nothing to see.

We were up before 6, so they could leave early, and because the bus would leave at 7am. I?d been up trying to get

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Rio Grande

Rio Grande

I was asked when I arrived in Rio Grande how long I’d be staying, but wasn’t sure. Duda however seemed to know and told everyone that I’d stay for the whole week, until he would travel to Gramado with his aunt Silvia, uncle Eduardo and cousin Gui. That would just about work, but leave things a little tight for getting out of the country in time before my visa expired.

My main goal was to get things organised. I had a sleeping pad that had once again started leaking, too many t-shirts

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Florianopolis – Rio Grande

Florianopolis – Rio Grande

On the way to taking HJ to the bus terminal on the Monday I had dropped my cycling trousers off at a little shop to get them sewed up. Being a couple of years old, the material was pretty worn out, and the knees in particular were beyond repair, but that didn?t matter. The problem was that there was also a hole appearing on the bum, and flashing people didn?t seem the best idea. She had told me to pick them up on the Tuesday before the Brazil v Germany game, but it was closed. I went

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