Pichi Traful

Pichi Traful is by the river which runs into the lake by Villa Traful. From here until San Martin there was nothing around except for the camping grounds. We bought all the food we had when we were in Villa la Angostura so were doomed to pasta and soup meals from here on out.



They had cows and horses all over the place in the camping ground. Cam made me get close to this one. The face I´m pulling is genuine fear.



I got sick at this camping ground. Had been waiting for it to happen since we got to Argentina though. I spent most of my time sleeping in the sun (too cold to sleep at night with our $40peso sleeping bags) and playing ¨wipe out¨with Cam and Craig. Craig´s real bad at it. You would have thought it was a game based largely on luck until you played with Craig.




When Craig wasn´t losing card games he was jumping off banks into the river.

Cam prefers the staple.







Also Cam´s tent time was 11minutes 10 seconds putting me in last place and meaning I have to set up the tent until I beat Craig´s score.