Hello, folks. Greetings from El Bolson. Yup. We're still here. I can't seem to tear myself away from the microbreweries. Until now, we've been largely subjected to the only beer brewed and distributed nationally here-- Quilmes. It's not very good. But El Bolson is the largest producer of hops in the whole country, so this place is rich with little breweries. I have taken full advantage.
Wednesday was rainy and kind of ugly. We spent the day playing chess (yes, I am learning!) in the local coffee shop. We took a ridiculous drive straight up a poorly maintained dirt road (our poor rental car) to a scenic outlook. I had such a headache after the drive that I didn't get out of the car.
Yesterday we went on a 16 mile hike up to Cajon de Azul. Silly us. We had no idea what cajon meant. The hike was great and it got even better when we found a precarious suspension bridge over a huge, beautiful river canyon. How nice!! Guess what? Cajon means box canyon. That's what we were looking for!! Other highlights: CG jumping from one side of the canyon to the other as Argentines looked on in horror; a scary gaucho riding by on a horse staring at me and saying very slowly "hola señorita" over and over again; being too tired to drive to Bariloche after the hike so settling for a hotel room right next to.... you guessed it, a microbrewery!!
We're off to Bariloche today. This is the real center of the Lakes District. And then after that, I hear there are some hot springs further north.....
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