The Mission

"There are hundreds of thousands of men and women around the world who are in prison because of their race, religion, or political beliefs. Amnesty International works for all of them - the sick, the tortured, the forgotten".
“Son cientos de miles los hombres y mujeres alrededor del mundo, que se encuentran injustamente en prisión por su raza o por sus creencias religiosas y/o políticas. Amnistía Internacional trabaja para todos ellos: los enfermos, los torturados, los olvidados.”


We are on another adventure, this time, to bicycle about 3,000 km. in Argentina. We will take on the heat of the pampas, the gruelling climbs in the Andes and the freezing nights at that elevation.
Nos encontramos embarcados en otra aventura, esta vez, para recorrer en bicicleta 3.000km a través de Argentina. Nuestro viaje nos llevará desde el calor de la extensa pampa argentina hacia las agotadoras elevaciones y noches heladas de la Cordillera de los Andes.


We will do this in memory of the "disappeared", that sad time in recent Argentine history.
La razón que nos moviliza, es la de conmemorar a las decenas de miles de desaparecidos durante los tristes años de la dictadura militar en Argentina (24 de marzo de 1976 – 10 de diciembre de 1983).

Friday, April 8, 2011

Condor

We are sad to be leaving the Andes, route 40, and especially Mendoza behind. But now we must head back east to Buenos Aires. We took a trip up to the Chilean border, on the spine of the Andes and had a breath of the rarified air at 4000 m. And our last day in the mountains was rewarded with a rare sighting of a condor. We watched him soar where nothing else flies, and spotted his distinct white collar. Also passed within 50km. of Aconcagua, South Americas highest peak at 6962 m. On our way back down, we stopped for lunch and waited in a cafeteria style queue. On the floor was a gas heater (quite chilly up there) looking a bit cannon like. Now, you must understand that Tucker has very furry legs, and when he passed in front burned the hair right off. Well, there was some merriment and quite a smell, as you can imagine, and a fuss from everyone to turn the flamethrower off.
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