So after a few days of amazing horseback riding we set off on the motorbike this time for Argentina to the land of the seven lakes. We went across an amazing pass and were quite surprised at the greyness of the area. As it turns out last year on the 6th of June Volcano Puyehue erupted and covered the seven lakes area, especially Villa la Angostura, with ash. Now almost a year later one can still see the ash.
When we arrived in Villa la Angostura we went to more than 5 places looking for accommodation. Before the volcanic eruption it was known as the Garden of the seven lakes.
It is still beautiful but one can see the devastation that the volcanic ash has caused. There are still piles of ash on eitherside of the road and there is even ash which has solidified on the roofs. We eventually found a beautiful place to stay. Diego our host was amazing and really looked after us well. He told us about the volcano eruption and how it had affected this beautiful little town. A lot of the guesthouses had shutdown and a number of the shops had also closed. We were really lucky as he said that they had only been able to see the view for 20 days before we arrived. Before that the sky was all grey. Diego explained how they had to clean and clean and clean and that a few hours later it looked as if one had not even started cleaning. We spent four nights here as Andy got the flu and was bed bound. This gave me some time to do some organising for our Easter Island trip and our Amazon adventure (and we are so excited that Doug and Pat are joining us).
Once Andrew was better we then drove the seven lakes. The scenery again was beautiful and it was really a wonderful day on the bike.
We went across another pass (this time from Argentina to Chilie) and along the way there was a turnoff to a viewpoint (on dirt) and a river crossing. I think I made andrew a bit nervous about it and we got of the bike to investigate and while we were investingating the silver steed decided to go for a swim in the river.
So we rushed across the river, luckily saved all our electronics and then Andrew managed to lift the bike fully loaded out of the river. QUITE SOMETHING!!!!!. (Sorry Dad….. there is a small little dent on the one side panier). We then crossed the river on the bike (turned out to be a really easy crossing and headed down to the viewpoint. We made a cup of tea and started chatting to four local Argentiians who had left their wives at home and come to the lake for an asado (braai in South African terms). They very kindly invited us to join them and we had a wonderful afternoon eating delicious asado and communicating with Andrew’s Spanish and my sign language. Very entertaining
From there we crossed the border into Chile to a town called Pucon where we could see the infamous volcano Villarica smoldering in the background…. more about that in the next post.