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- El Bolsón, a little more than two hours and another greasy, curvy bus ride away from Bariloche. (Saturday)
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- In addition to his new tie-dyed shirt, Lou could have bought a vegetarian sandwich, some essential oils, what looked like a head of lettuce and some leftover chicken fried steak offered for $3 by an Israeli backpacker, and, most assuredly, some pot. We weren’t sure if we were in El Bolsón or at the Saturday market in Portland.
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- Ramon at the fair in El Bolsón
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- El Bolsón
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- There’s a mass of high school graduates dressed in identical ski jackets and pants on the other side of the flags at the Cerro Catedral ski village. (Sunday)
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- What kitsch would Bariloche trade on if those Germans hadn’t imported their panchos (hot dogs), apple strudel and polka music 100 years ago?
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- Near Cerro Catedral
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- We saw a dozen mountain bikers, but none on the trail with us.
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- Looking toward the Cerro Catedral ski village, which is 10 miles and a $2 bus ride from Bariloche.
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- These mountain lupines are a few weeks behind the ones at lower elevation (12/30/12).
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- Looking toward the Nahuel Huapi coastline west of Bariloche
