"It never rains here" claims the owner of the tiny shop that is also a gas station at Tapi Aike. 160 km of desert in the Pampas is expecting us and there is no place to refuel before El Calafate. We leave the paved road to take a gravel and dirt track that shortens our journey of 80 km.
Two hours later, it is pouring a freezing rain. We have to keep going on because here there are no trees and no hill to protect our tent from the wind. The track is crowded with big pebbles on which the bike slide. With tiredness and cold, the moral is declining and it becomes harder to drive the handlebar. Suddenly, at a curve, we see horses. Hope! This means that an estancia (farm) is very close! Indeed, a small house smokes near the track and we can ask whether we can warm up inside. To our great relief, the gaucho who receives us opens his door. We get into a simple room with a coal stove, a gas stove, a sink, a gas lamp and a table.





In a very good mood, Fabian offers us an additional surprise: the flan casero (home-made egg cream topped with caramel)! We finish the evening with the sharing of maté around the stove. In the morning we leave Fabian who dressed in traditional work gears, ready to look after the sheeps with his horse. We leave for new adventures in the cold first day of summer and our first 1000 km.
