Tierra del Fuego, what a total misnomer! It is really cold. All the weather reports say it is in the 40´s, but the frozen puddles I see on the side of the road tell a different story. I broke out my down jacket to stay warm and look like the michelen man. The wind is the worst though. Not only does it make it feel a whole lot colder, it also feels like I am constantly bike up hill. I was going as hard as I could and was only managing 9 mph. I admit I had a "What the hell am I doing here" moment. With only 9 hours of daylight and the wind acting as a perpetual break, I didn´t make it to my goal of Rio Grande that day. I found a sheep ranch and the owner was kind enough to let me sleep in the barn. I am serious, last night I slept in an unheated barn on a sheep ranch in the middle of Tierra del Fuego...very unique experience. My subzero sleeping bag came very handy. I had my first minor mechanical problem today when I broke a spoke. I have to tools to fix it, but it is hard to do with no light and cold hands. I decided to wait until I get to Rio Grande, about 30 miles from the ranch, to fix it.
Overall I am feeling alright and am in good spirits. On my other trips the second day was always the hardest, and this trip is proving to be no exception. On a positive note, I saw my first wild Guanaco today, which is similar to a llama. At the end of the day I went for a walk along the Atlantic Ocean to just take it all in. I am alone, in the middle of nowhere, in the freezing cold and wind, and the only way I can get around is under my own power...rock´n roll.
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