I left cloudy Cordoba around 3pm today headed west in search of some alititude. After cruising through a spot of rain I started to climb up gradually sweeping turns through rolling hills of rock and streams.
The higher I rode the better the view until I broke into the dense and cold clouds that provided me with a surprise in every turn.
After a while without a view I seemed to level off on some sort of plateau, and then just as I was about to decend the clouds broke and my best buddy came to say hello. I'm lucky to have not missed such magnificent views.
As I rolled over the western slope of the small range and into the next valley I began to come across farm houses selling sundries including animal pelts. I circled back around and bought a sheep skin for my saddle from this lovely couple.
Just before arriving in Mina Clavero I came across the pits for a rallye race to be held in a few days! Such a treat! I would like to stay to check it out, but need to get on to Mendoza. Once again, while hanging out looking at cars, I met incredibly kind and inquisitive folks asking about my trip. I very much welcome a chance to practice my espanol and chat with the locals.
After a day like today, every grain of doubt, worry, insecurity or aprehension that I was feeling in BA was washed away by a massive wave of exhilaration! This is what I came here to do!