More sand, Whales and diesel bikes

We ended up on another ripio road that turned to sand and rough camped on the beach on the nature reserve of Peninsula Valdez $ARG100 to get in (about £12).  The road was pretty challenging but we made it in one piece, set up camp and had burgers fried up for the first time this trip, we were joined eventually by the German contingent also and enjoyed a yarn or two watching the sun go down and hopng to see the last of the Whales in the area (they are heading South now as well). An early start (6.30) to get out of the sandtrap before it was too hot and into Puerto Pirimedes to catch a boat trip to try and see the elusive whales , we did see one and her calf but unfortunatley they didn't jump out of the water so I could get a better shot (just as well as my feet were in the water sometimes as the boat rocked) Whale curiosity satisfied we set of for Trewlew a Welsh founded town around 100 miles away. We stopped halp way at on the outskirts of Puerto Madryn to re fuel and the pump jockey filled both bikes with Diesel despite me asking him to confirm it was "nafta" the word for petrol around these parts, the bikes wen't 10 metres and stopped!! I was trying to keep cool and a local guy in a van (Jorge) called his friends for help explaining they had BMW's and knew a mechanic, the manager took us round the back to a workshop meanwhile and work stopped as the guys tried to siphon the diesel out of the tanks (the old fashioned way, sucking the hose!!) Then Dario & Miguel appered on their BM 12 adventures to help, we're very grateful to them (thanks Dario for the translations) and they made it clear they would help if this "sooking the diesel oot" wasn't successful. After much faffing around and diluting of the remaining fuel with more petrol the bikes started, to say I was relieved would be an understatement. Thanks also to Alan Mackie for his re assurance the BM's would be fine on a diet of partial diesel (an expensive phone call)

Sandy road (again)

Its OK when you get here

Not the Moon

Sunset

Trelew

God knows?

Our Diesel syphoners (filling the bike with nafta)

Thar she blows!!

Big Big Mammal

Barking mad, going through the lights carrying your dog ON the car!!

 

We got to Trewlew  at 50 MPH and after the stresses of the day we treated ourselves to our first Hotel of the trip! Life on the road, always an adventure!