Miracles occur, though today in a holiday in Argentina the bike shop is open and much to the relief of Jim's hearing they have the material I need to repack my muffler.
Max try's to get them to tear into the bike. At first they were reluctant saying it would be at least two week before they could get to it. By the afternoon they had softened and agreed to look at it tomorrow.
We moved out of the hot water only breakfast Hostel into a nicer place. Cover parking, good for my muffler job, Internet, good for my Knikki fixes, and a bar good for the stress relief of all.
I can't imagine the stress on Max and Jim every time the KTM hiccups. As of today we don't know anything about what's wrong with the bike although Jim and I expect it's serious. We wait, wonder what will show up this time...
Feb 29th
Happy leap day everyone. Max's bike, the fabled KTM, has passed on to a better place, hopefully to be rebuilt and sold to rider who will love her.
Rod bearing gave out as well as the wrist pin bushings. Rebuilding will take time and money. Jim and Max negotiate a deal with the shop. Good bye KTM, I can't say I'll miss you all that much.
March 2
The deal is done Jim has the cash in his pocket we roll at 2:00.
Stopping for gas we chat with a Canadian from VC island, he recommends our route to the petrified tree park. Also no problems with gas. Seems like he spends his winters down here riding.
Wicked cross winds from the west, "roaring 40's"?
Terrain is very western Kansas, eastern Colorado like very cool
Camping tonight is at La Paloma, the dove, 25k's of gravel, 50k's to the park
What a great place. No one there. A. According to the Lonely Planet it's actually a sheep ranch that has a camp ground. I can not explain why but this place is cool, eating and cooking house with a fireplace and coolest wall hanging celebrating 83 years of ..............
Dinner is chicken rice peanuts with red chills.......hmmm and cheese and red and a bomber of amber lager, Patagonia. Excellent.
The complete farm house menagerie, dog, cat, roster
Hot water, shower, gas stove.
Wake in the middle of the night see two bright stars, yes, the pointers stars to the Southern Cross. And there it is, yes for the first time perfectly outside the opening of my tent. We're here!
Rooster wakes us well before dawn thinking it's 1:00 at Knikki's house.in the middle of the night the cat howls, the dog barks, and the rooster crows.
March 3rd
La Paloma to Gobenor Georges and Hotel Leon
Hot press coffee on a sand stone bench watching the day unfold, almost perfect....where is that woman?
Great stop at the petrified Forrest.
Yes, they are that big, huge
According to the brochure, the largest petrified trees in the world. Looks like they get three maybe four people to the park a day.
More gravel riding, crap.
I get a rolling dismount in, got caught in a rut, front wheel went sideways took it on my shoulder and helmet, I love my protective gear.
Long ass day on the gravel to Gobenor Georges, my shoulder is screaming basic vibration issue plus throttle wrist.
No traffic on the road except a grader, a pickup and us.
Tons of Guancos, a few Rhea's and wild horses and lots of gravel,crap.
Great place in Gobenor, Hotel Leon
Two 222's, half a bottle of red, Bree cheese and sausage and now dinner.
A fixed menu of meat, lamb, various sausages including blood, mutton, Chicoron, pork and beef and a salad, a lot of meat and some salad.
Nice place, and the usual nice people helping us plan our route.
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