Hello from Comodoro Rivadavia, Argentina! Gotta start where we left off so I don't go getting ahead of myself! I had a real good New Years celebration with Thomas, Sandra, @Lostmike and his wife Meg! Sandra cooked up the leg o lamb and it was tatsy! We then proceeded to finish off our supply of beer just before midnight, ugh... Here's the crew just prior to running out! Well, the decision was made to go to town to be able to have a drink to welcome in the new year. That was all good, but the next day, no one was moving very fast. Seems like you can't just have one beer! We all hang out the next day and start getting ready for leaving on Wednesday. When that happens, Thomas, Sandra and I head out on our separate ways, them south, me north. Mike and Meg stayed behind because of his injured leg. I decide to take RP-9, a dirt road over to Ruta 3, about 120 miles in all. It was fairly good going and there was almost no traffic! Here's the start. Lucky I left when I did, that big cloud over me got worse and as I looked behind, it was pouring! This is looking east! This is RP-2, looking south. The landscape was like this the entire way. This is the Santa Cruz River Valley. RP-9 follows this the entire way. It took me 4 hours to do the 120 miles. When I got to Ruta 3, I had a piece of pizza leftover from the night before. As I was eating, the rain started. I hopped on the bike and high tailed it into Puerto San Julian and grabbed the first place I saw, just as it started to hail! Oh, and look, another mirage on a stick! I was up early this morning to try and get ahead of the wind. On the road by 0800 ish….. I stopped in Tres Cerros for gas where I met two groups of Brazilians, one headed south, the other north. We exchanged stickers and I got rolling again. I stopped in Fitz Roy at this diner for a bite. Up to now, the wind was not bad at all. As a matter of fact, I was getting almost 60 mpg because I mostly had a tail wind today! This thing pulled in as I was eating. LOTS of money tied up in this. No thanks, not my way to travel...... On the Ruta 3, south of Caleta Olivia. The scenery was getting a little better! At least there were some small hills! Saw this in Caleta Olivia. Yep, it's an oil town. Dirty and not very appealing I pulled into Comodoro Rivadavia around 1400. My battery has been turning over slower and slower, so I wanted to see if I could find a battery. Wouldn't you know, all the bike shops were closed. As luck would have it, there was a battery shop two blocks up from my hotel. I walked up, they had the thing in stock, so I returned with Big Red a minute later and swapped it out in their shop! I then asked about a barber and they pointed me across the street to this place! Best damn haircut I've had on the trip! Oh, and while I was sitting in the chair, a pursuit in Los Angeles pops up on the t.v. Go figure! If you're ever in Comodoro Rivadavia, this is the place to get a haircut! Father and son shop! Well, that brings us up to date as of this afternoon. I'm going to go to a place called Camarones tomorrow! I cannot resist! Not much there, so this could be interesting! That's about it for now. Until next time, did someone say Camarones…. Esteban!