Tents cartwheeled across the grass, people leapt from the pool, wrappers and clothing flew through the air-chased by their owners who had been caught unaware. A fierce wind pummeled the land. It came from high atop the Andes with a torrent of dust that blocked the sun, turning the sky brown. It whipped the trees and bent the grasses flat. Moments ago there had been calm-the sky had been blue, and I had been dreaming of my Malbec while taking periodic dips in the pool. Perhaps, I had been feeling too sure of myself-boastful even. Well, it seemed that the Andes would have none of that.
I ran to my tent, just as it flipped and jumped inside. People ran for their cars and the park emptied. The mountain seemed to be reminding everyone just how powerful it was and who was really in charge. So, there was no Malbec last night because I had to use my fanny to weigh down my tent, lest it blow away.
First thing this morning, I rode my bike into San Martin to the Maxibici bike shop and asked them to help me get her ready. They found dirt in the hub, they replaced a broken cog, the cleaned her, oiled her and pronounced her good to go-Andes ready. It took them about an hour and they charged me the equivalent of four dollars and fifty cents. They also served me a cafe con leche while I waited. My bike and I never had it so good.
From there I continued slowly up-passing through the wealthier sections of Mendoza with tree lined streets and gated communities. Every road has a canal beside it that is full of water rushing down and away from the mountains. The shade and the water cools the air and makes it easy to forget the intensity that surrounds these neighborhoods. Everything is so pleasant.
Fifty miles later and I am sitting in an apple orchard by the side of a river that I will follow up a canyon tomorrow, deeper and higher into the Andes. The beauty is astounding, but after last night, I am well aware that the tranquility of this moment could turn in an instant. Aconcagua willing, I will try for another Malbec tonight.
if I can’t post tomorrow or the next day-I could be without a signal-no need to fret.
What an amazing adventures you are having!
Looking good Leah!
Hoping you get that Malbec tonight! You deserve it! Cheers!
how cool makes my day too read these
Enjoying your posts … very much! Thanks for your comments and photos. And continued safe travels.
Leah,
Did you know that:
-The movie, “Seven Years in Tibet,” directed by French director Jean-Jacques Annaud and starring Brad Pitt, was shot in and around Mendoza?
-Nashville, Tennessee, is a Sister-City of Mendoza?
Buen Camino!
Oh my – Cricket, Georgie, Hazel and Juni WANT a helmet like that!! So good to get some dog love along the way 🙂 The Malbec will taste extra good tonight I am sure 🙂
What a scene you’ve painted for us! It’s such a disappointment about missing your hard-earned glass of wine, though. Enjoying the ride alongside you.
Hi Leah, I’ve been reading your story all along, and I it’s just amazing what you’re doing. Thank you for sharing it with us in this blog! The pics and descriptions of your triumphs and setbacks are wonderful, and I truly admire your gutsiness to pursue such an adventure. Can’t wait to hear more! Wishing you a safe travels, smooth roads and fair weather.
You never cease to amaze me, nor does SA. Hope you finally get tha Malbec!
What an amazing adventure! Love your free spirit and tenacity 😊
I have had the best mornings lately 😃👍
I come to work, have a cup of coffee and then I read yet another thrilling episode of your journey.
Charlotte and I got inspired and have booked a 10 days hiking trip around Mont Blanc (France) late June.
Based on your findings in the Andes, we will pack for changing weather as well.
Enjoy the eucalyptus trees while you can. I love the scent. Glad to see that things have stabled out a little for you.
Good call to weight down that tent!
I am anxiously waiting for a signal for you. Kind of a perilous route ahead!
Wow stunning!
The people!!!! The adventures!!! The dog!!!!