A travel blog of a journey that I started in 2010 and I don't know when it will end ...

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Bariloche, Bolsón and Esquel

I exit Chile throught a mountain pass that crosses the Puyehue National Park, and for the first time on this trip, I have to wait on the border to get into Argentina. It's only a matter of time, but the heat is high and there is no shadows.
In Bariloche I look for accommodation with two Mexicans that I met on the bus. We finally stay at the Pudu Hostel, a hostel with spectacular views of Lake Nahuel Huapi.

I went to get information about which trips are recommended and all three go out to dinner.

The next day I walk up the Cierro Campanario (there is the option to do it with lift), and behold a panoramic view of lakes and mountains.





When I go down the Cierro, I rent a bicycle at Bikes Cordillera to do the Circuito Chico. The treatment of people in the shelter rent is great and the bikes are pretty good.

Map of Bariloche and surroundings
I stop on the route to see the Lago Escondido, where at the beggining there were only a couple of Argentines and Judith (Germany). I swim there and it’s great! After half an hour start to reach more people, including a group of Catalans that are making holiday.



I continue my route once I'm dry. Scenic landscapes of lakes and mountains.

Before returning the bike I stop at a brewery for a tasting home made beer.
Pizza night and bed!

In the morning I take a walk around town and I buy a bus ticket to El Bolson, I backpack and I take the bus.

I stay at Camping Patagonico. As I am choosing where to plant the tent, I meet again with Judith who already have planted hers.She only is staying here one night. Stroll through the village and we take refuge from the rain with few beers.

The next morning the weather holds me while I make a trek up to 5 hours of Cajón de Azul. I decide to return quickly approaching clouds seem dangerous ... and indeed, just that I get to where I catch the bus back and starts to rain hard!

Map of the Soroundings of El Bolsón




Spend the afternoon strolling through the craft market in the region and El Bolsón in the rain to buy anything (I do not have space to carry it), and also I buy the ticket to Esquel by the next morning.

My hiking shoes are no longer water proof ... I gave them too much whip. I will have to buy another’s to go with my feet dry at the Patagonia Mountains.

I arrive at Esquel on Sunday, and everything is closed. I plant my tent at the camping, and I look what I can do in Parque Nacional Los Alerces.

Unfortunately the buses that go to the park are not compatible with the purchase of shoes and bus tickets. So I go shopping! New shoes, well the same ones I have, but news.



At the camping I make some friends… a couple of bikers from Portland, three French girls and a Frenchman, Xavier that we take the same bus to El Chalten.

The next day I go with Xavier at the La Laguna Zeta to try if my new shoes fit. We eat there and go back to Esquel.

The afternoon is eternal. Our bus leaves at 0:40 in the morning and there is not much to do.
Reading, internet and conversation.

Now, I still only 24 hours by bus to Chalten.

Some Photos (or at fotos.elviatgedelsergi.com)

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Versió catalana
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