I know Katy will berate me

I left Camping Trevélez having had a cup of coffee. My plan was to ride into Trevélez and have some breakfast. (Idiot move 1) Somehow I had a coffee but no food. Then the route turned off road and rough, I lifted the bike and just trudged up and over rocks, may be half an hour then I alternated 100meters of walk/lifting and 100meters of cycling. Eventually the rocky path turned into the most fantastic gravel fire road following a switch back route twisting and turning with the terrain.

I knew the route turned off this path and took some wondrous single track winding it’s way to the road. By now about 11.30am. The route turned left, I looked right and saw some houses but still turned left (Idiot move 2) as I pootle on I looked back to see a small village probably selling food and ffee, I carried on the way I was going. (Idiot move 3)Again I went on a gravel fire track. Eventually stopping for lunch at about 13.30. Luckily I had a loaf of bread purchased the day before, no other food. I ate half of it.There were water fountain along the way so at least my water was constantly topped up.

For the rest of the day the route was completely off road, no shops, no people. Just sunshine and gravel. I started to fade at about 17.30 my legs only just turning each successive up hill took all my might. Eventually finding a camp spot 2000meters up, at 19.30. I am now happily chomping on the other half of loaf, savouring each mouthful.