Frank was exhausted and decided to stay in San Rafael, but seeing as how it was my first day on the bike headed south, I was ready to roll! I took off towards the moutains and came across this salt bed.
And then I got sideways. A thin layer of water under the salt turns it to ice and by the looks of that massive arching skid I was sideways for a while. Good fun, but I left with a bent and slightly higher right pannier. But as my friend Alex would say, "It's only metal".
Luckly, just after my fall, this fantastic Argy couple, that I had just met, were making their way out onto the salt bed. They rolled up with grins and helped me lift it upright. We had a laugh and they had some fun on their more stable four wheels. We ended up meeting again in the next town, finding a hostel, and having dinner together, almost completely in spanish. Good people!