It’s often occurred to me that an interesting premise for a travel article would be to visit a place and explore it without the help of a Lonely Planet Guide or a Fordors. Don’t get me wrong; these are fabulously useful tools and I have a shelf full of them at home, but they have…
We’ve been out on the trail for over two weeks and we are finally very near, if not exactly in, Cholila. As we expected, we’ve developed a rhythm. We ride for two or three days. They are usually long and dusty, and amazingly hard work. People say that riding a horse is harder than you…
After the big crash (See January 31 post.), we miraculously rode on, apparently no worse for the wear. But we decided to take the shorter, though hotter and less picturesque, route into Norquinco. Basically, we rode alongside a wide and dusty road. (What did I say about most of my travelling involving copious amounts of…
Alex on the left with Judy in tow.Roberto on the left on the road to El Maiten. Paul Theroux once said, “Travelling is only romantic in retrospect.” I, on the other hand, was beginning to wonder if travelling was only romantic in advance. What a week we’ve had. We made our way out…
When I first thought about freedom and our efforts to get ready to leave on our possibly crazy horseback adventure, I had two versions of freedom in mind. But after this morning’s excitement, I now have a third. One form of freedom for me is getting up in the morning, pulling on a pair of…
At 6am, on January 22, 2013, Alex and I will take off on a six-to-eight-week-long trip on horseback through Argentina’s Patagonian Andes. There will be lots of dust. This blog will tell our stories as we discover where we are. January 12, 2013 El Bolson, Patagonia, Argentina. I’ve been reading a lot about happiness these…
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