Breakfast of champs. Now I'm glad that they "wasted" time going shopping in Cochrane - yummy fresh veggies today.

Just a couple of kms past our camp we Arturo and his wife, who served us fresh bread and homemade jam (some variety of rosehip), and showed us all around her garden. All for $1.50. And the only place to stop in the 130 km stretch from Cochrane to Tortel.

Smooth roads, mostly a tail wind and beautiful scenery... I can get used to this kind of riding!

First in a couple of long days - 80 km today.

We proudly passed the 400 km mark from the start of our trip.

Perhaps not the best decison, considering the change of weather, but J+E decided to push through the final 40 km in rain and strong opposing winds to the seaside town of Tortel - known for being built on a steep hillside and with no roads or cars - only wooden boardwalks and stairs stairs stairs (called escaleras down here), which meant leaving bikes at the top of the hill and carrying everything....

Here's the view back along the "main treet" boardwalk the following morning.

And more views.

Stairs up to the little house we stayed in. (this photo doesnt include the other 100 stairs down to get to this point).

S, while it is a funky interesting seaside town, arriving drenched an cold around 9pm was no fun. It took a lot of logistics to get settled in a room and by the time we did, all restaurants were closed. A local hotel took pity on us and fed us an 11pm meal. Tired.