26th March 2012
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| Lunch break in the sun at the church |
We are really out of practise with this cycling. Not only has our fitness deserted us, but also our ability of getting up early has too. When we did finally drag ourselves out of comfy bed, eat our porridge and pack our bikes it was getting on for 12 noon. Sarah found that her front suspension forks had locked and the release switch was just turning, so I did a little bit of tinkering and bobs your uncle job done and we're off.
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| Volcan Osorno |
Now the first part of the ride was spent on route 5 which resembles a 2 lane motorway (dual carriageway), but with only the tenth of UK roads traffic, and it felt really wrong being on it, but we had a huge amount of room on our hard shoulder. We're weren't on this for too long before we turned onto a quieter road which was to take us to Puerto Octay. What a contrast, hardly any traffic and beautiful scenery. The real strange thing was that other than cycling on the wrong side of the road it felt like we were back home. It really did turn into a lovely days riding, other than the lack of leg to get me up the hills, but they'll be back!
Our home for the night was a lovely little campsite in Puerto Octay which was deserted and was nice and quiet. The town was very small, but had everything we needed including icecream. A nice place to finish our first day back in the saddles.
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| View from our campsite, lovely for a swim |
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