Thursday, March 12, 2009

Bariloche, finally biking, Refugio Lopez

The actually reason way I wanted to come to Bariloche at all is its reputation as a mountain-bike paradise. So, it took me only just over a week to get that one organized. There are some stores which rent bikes, most are cheap Chinese bikes (YES, SIZE MATTERS). I found a very good store called "Bike Way". For 60 Pesos I got a 22.5" (my size, which might be even hart to find in Germany), in an extremely well condition. The service was great. They have three stores over the area.

Nathan, the American rock-climber from the hostel joined me. But he saved the money for the bike and ran. As the planned tour was very hilly, biking and running can be on the same speed, at least uphill :) And that theory worked actually out pretty well. Downhill I waited intermittently for him.

To be able to meet with Nathan (he had to work at 4pm) I got the bike the evening before I left the hostel early to pedal the 30 kms to Colonia Suiza in just below 2 hours, where I met with Nathan who took the bus to get there.

Morning hours, just after sunrise. Yes, I know, the shorts are too short,... but it´s just more practical :P


Passing Laguna "El Trebol", Nathan´s favourite climping spot, 1km close to the bus-station. Behind Cerro Lopez which we climed.


Well, when I was Nathan´s age I was running mountains in the black forrest, and the conditions were similar. However,... respect, I have not done it in sandals! Forgot to make a picture of his blisters :p

Refugio Cerro Lopez 1800 metres above sea-level:

I did it!

Hell yes!


We made our way down together, from Colonia Suiza Nathan took the bike and I walked/run as his feet were really bad. Down here a short scene, you have to wait 18 secs. to see me passing the bend :)


We took a very refreshing swim in the Lago Perito Moreno. He got on the bus in time for work and I took the lift to - from the National Geographic Magazin rated as one of the top 10 views in the world - Cerro Campanario. On the left "our" Cerro Lopez (2012m). In the centre (click the picture to enlarge) 7 star Hotel Llao-Llao. Bad weather coming up from south west.


From there I biked the 20 kms back to the hostel. I felt tired, sun-burned (yes the too short shorts and the armless trickot I was wearing for the first time on that trip) and the cold I caught on the night outside in El Bolson. Caughings during the night... hust... hust...