In between El Chalten, and our next destination Bariloche (in the Argentine lake district), we had some serious distance to cover. To solid 12 hour days of driving. And in between our final ever free camp. The road North was quite frankly atrocious. Unpaved for vast proportions, and with limited scenery, it called for drastic action. I reached into the trucks book box, and pulled out Lord of the flies! Thats right, I actually finished a novel in one day!! The pla...

Arriving, in El Chalten (proclaimed the trekking capital of Argentina) I was quite surprised. The guidebook had called it a small modern town. However this description seem to be contradicted by a lack of paved roads, a lack of cash machines, and seemingly a lack of people. That said, the scenery was once again stunning. The town is situated at the base of the Fitzroy mountain range, and on a clear day the jagged peaks (similar to those in Torres Del Paine) domin...

After leaving Torres del Paine exhausted, we arrived into El Calafate. It is a small town, situated close to the shores of the picturesque Lago Argentina (the 3d largest lake in South America). The town itself doesn´t have a great deal to write home about. It has a very touristy high street, which is nice, but nothing special, and some delicious but overpriced eateries! The real attraction of Calafate is its proximity to the Perito Moreno Glacier. The glaci...

We arrived in Ushuaia on the afternoon of the 19th. It had taken almost a week of driving, but, on arrival we were not dissapointed. If the dull pampas had bored us with her repetitive emptyness, Ushuaia excelled in beauty. The pampas had been flat, the road into Ushuaia was made up of mountain pass connected to mountain pass, passing glacial lakes and birch forest. As our truck trotted up the final pass we stopped for some photos, and no one really seemed to min...

By now your probably seeing a recurring theme. Long distances, lack of any tangible scenery except vast hinterland, reminiscent of the steppes of Russia. As we ventured yet further south the temperature dropped and the wind picked up. The dust was replaced by a wind swept grass and sheep began to outnumber cows and horses. We left Puerto Madryn I think on the 17th. The first day of driving was a solid 12hour uneventful effort. The 18th, now that was something t...