1269km down – 73km or so to go – one more day

We made it to Gualeguaychú without getting dumped on by the storm but we were definitely soaked through due to the mist from precipitation and trucks passing us. The sand on the roads made a mess of the bikes and we spent the next day sitting by the river, having a low key beer, bike maintenance, laundry, and moving to a hotel closer to the ruta. Gualeguaychú is a city that I would return to, seems to be a nice place for relaxing, and artisanal beers.

Guille got a flat so that had to be remedied. The next morning, we didn’t need to set our alarm as at 0600 on the dot, the new tube blew and woke us all up.

Another tube goes into the rear tire.

We travel to a small Regional shop just south of Ceiba where we were greeted by 13 too many obnoxious dogs that barked for the sake of barking and didn’t stop. Susana the proprietor gives us stay to spend the night under an eve so we pitch our tents 20’ from the ruta – non-stop road noise. I didn’t sleep much.

The next morning (this morning) we wake up and I’m in a particularly foul mood do to not sleeping and we laugh it off. Then we discover Guille’s rear tire is flat again.

20km down the road, Guille’s rear tire went flat again. Down to his last tube. Before he could put his tools away, it blows. I give him my last tube (I actually gave him all of my tubes on the trip – yay for tubeless). We make the rest of the trip in record time to Campana in the province of Buenos Aires. We are 73ish km from the finish.

We spent a leisurely afternoon in the park, drank some beer, slept and went out for pizza.

One more day and we will have finished the biking portion of the trip.