Carnet de route
Argentine

More liberal, Argentine, you say, Ulla ? We’re going to see that quite soon….

Indeed not many people… waiting… it’s great ! Here we are in a duty-free area.

They’re only two customs officers but in one hour, everything’s settled… to the Futaleufu border, bravo !

All right, let’s go and get some gasoil… ah, it’s priced at 2,07 Argentinian Pesos to the litre, that’s 0,58 USD or 0,44 Euro per litre, it’s less expensive than in Chile… taking into consideration the size of the country we’ll spend less.

You see, XL, here we are at the first border city, Esquel, as usual, we must make sure to obtain a SOAT, but we don’t understand : Everything’s closed except for the service stations and a few restaurants…

Ulla, maybe it’s a holiday, here, in Argentine….

That’s it, XL, I’ve understood, it’s siesta time and the businesses close from noon to 5.30 p.m. but are open until 9 p.m.

Good news, we can subscribe a « mercosur » insurance policy : it’s a form of SOAT, well, insurance… which covers us for 4 countries : Chile, Argentine, Bolivia, Paraguay and Uruguay for six (6) months renewable for 775 Pesos, that’s 228 US Dollars or 175 Euros and moreover towing should our equipment break down… unbelievable, that is « incredible ! » Ho, ho !!

XL, I see on the car’s compass that we’re going East but on the map Ushuaia is South, so I don’t understand a thing here….

 But of course, Ulla, I, who am starting to read a map better, we’re headed for Argentinian Patagonia, as there are 2 patagonias, each country its own, it’s like the poles : there is the North Pole from which we’re coming and the South Pole, to which we’re going…

XL, your comparisons are a bit narrow, like you in a way… ho, ho…

Ulla, the road is always straight like that… without any trees… only a few cities to cross, do you think that’s going to last until the Tierra del Fuego ?

Well, yes, XL, look at the map : Patagonia is 3,000 sq.km. in area… it’s very very big !

Let me sleep as these immense plains are tiring, the Chilean Patagonia was much more beautiful, than it is here, where there’s nothing to see… only a straight never-ending road… !

Ulla, there was a lot more missing than that, you would have thought we were in Peru, with their badly damaged roads…

Tell me, XL, you who never sleep, Mister Co-Pilot, Ushaia is still very far away ? as today we’ve gone 500 km, with the same landscape….

Stop, Ulla, and look at this vehicle overtaking us, its driver is signalling us to stop and on top of that, with a bottle in his hand…. I’m counting on you to defend us !

XL, I recognize our friends from our ennemies and this gentleman, our companions met him at the last service station… and they chatted together.

You see, Ulla, that I never saw before, these Argentinians have an unbelievable sense of hospitality… he’s offering us this bottle in order to congratulate us for having made such a trip and moreover, he’s inviting us to come and see him when we reach Buenos Aires.

Wake up, Ulla, look at this sign indicating that we’re going to see animals, our buddies…

Yes, lamas and ostriches, it’s like Canada Dry, the drink, which resembles alcohol but it’s not alcohol ; it resembles ostriches but those aren’t ostriches, they’re Choiques, Ho, ho !!

Your spirit is as flat as is Patagonia….

Maybe but, I know that Argentinian lamas are called guanacos.

Ulla, it’s origina, these advertising signs without advertisements… and a cart without horses… !

No, XL, look better, they’re just lodgings and a decorative cart.

Oh, that’s great, this sign indicates that we’re going to see penguins and seals !

You devil, XL, you think these animals are there in the fields… of course not, it’s on the coast that you’ll see them towards Ushuaia, as they like cold waters, they’re not like me and especially not like you who hate water.

You devil, XL, you think these animals are there in the fields… of course not, it’s on the coast that you’ll see them towards Ushuaia, as they like cold waters, they’re not like me and especially not like you who hate water.

So, first those are flamingoes and this sign indicates that it will be necessary to put on your safety belt, little XL, as we are nearing the windy capital, Rio Gallegos and it’s going to be very windy !

Did you see, we’re nearing Ushuaia which is 578 km away, but we’re absolutely facing the wind, and we’re running at 40 km per hour, so we’re not about to reach there soon… it’s long.

Badaboum, there’s damage with these wind gusts at more thn 120 km per hour, the blind tarpaulin which was wound around it has been torn off…

XL, don’t leave the car, as we could find ourselves on the coast with the penguins….

You’re just out of your head, fatso…

What are you doing, Ulla ? You’re speaking to yourself ?

Yes, I’m saying, Patagonia, you’re really long and flat to cross your land, and these bikers are lucky the wind is behind them to push them.

Don’t worry, for us too, the wind will be at our rear… coming back from Ushuaia.

Ah, finally animals just like us, they have enough to eat in Patagonia, sheep, wild horses.

You know, XL, I’d like to make myself a small roast….

XL, let me explain… the Maldive islands are quite near the coast, 800 km away from here. They belong to Great Britain but the Argentinians are claiming them… Here, don’t speak of Margaret Thatcher : it annoys them, as in 1981 the Argentinians invaded these islands but the English quickly tidied up the place with the help of Pinochet, the Chilean President at the time, as the British planes had the autorisation to land on Chilean territory.

Ah, I’ve understood Ulla, why the Argentinians are not friends with the Chileans… Ho, ho !

You see, Ulla, if you continue speaking of politics, our Gallic is going to put you on the roof of the Dodge like that dog… watch out !

XL, you tire me… instead of that, look at the boat we’re going to take to cross the Magellan strait, that famous navigator, our companions are going to buy the tickets… I hope you don’t believe that… I’m kidding, of course… there are more modern barges…

Tell me, Ulla, we’re facing the Terra del Fuego, but I don’t see any fire, why ?

Let me explain, XL, why it is called the Terra del Fuego : In times past, the Indians living on this island (as it is an island), as soon as boats were sighted, the inhabitants happy to see a ship come, and to signal the coastline, lit fires, they were the first beacons for navigators, there, you just learned a new thing, I’m a good professor.

Here’s the ferry arriving… we’re going to load the car and house onto it.

Again ? Why ?

You know, XL, to reach Ushuaia we’re obliged to cross this strait called the Magellan strait and which was discovered by the famous navigator whose name it bears, this so as to avoid Cape Horn and to sail between the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.

OK, Ulla, I’m not scared… I’m shaking but I’m not scared….

OK, XL, don’t be ashamed in front of this dog who’s patiently waiting to cross ? Moreover, today there is no wind at all, the sea   is calm but for the past 2 days the crossings were cancelled as there were violent winds…

OK, I’m shaking but I’m shutting up, since we’re lucky… so called…nevertheless it’s still dangerous to get on board this thing !

Dangerous, here ? It’s as if you’re not remembering the fishing boat in Bolivia… silly…

Look at these sheep, they’re not shaking ! and yet I believe that it’s their last day… to become roasts in the restaurants of Ushuaia….

And there you go, XL, a new crossing accomplished without a problem….

We’re going to cross Chile to reach Argentina, what’s this mess, Ulla ?

Oh yes, you’re right, it’s a mess since the Tierra del Fuego is partly in Chile and in Argentina so in a few kilometres four borders are awaiting us…

An exit from Argentina = a border then en entry into Chile = a border then an exit from Chile and an entry into Argentina, they really love each other, the Chileans and the Argentinians that they have nothing more simple… 6 h ours of administrative paperwork we’re going to face… good luck !

That’s nonsense, Ulla.

Be more tolerant, ladies and gentlemen of the customs ; this is really close to being ridiculous, isn’t it, XL ?

On top of it when you see that from one country to the next one must have one’s fridge empty so as not to pollute the other country… in short, no comment…

Finally, fortunately there are customs as without that we would not have met Agnes and Chimi, who are French (naturalised Mexicans) and who are running on kitchen oil recuperated from restaurant kitchens… it’s fabulous ! I say « bravo » to that and see you soon.

Stop putting me on, Ulla, that’s not possible, is it ??

OK, very well, go and see their web site :  www.laboratorioenmovimiento.com

Ulla, I can’t manage any more, you manage to sleep, I see on the map that there are yet kilometres to cross in order to reach our final destination….

Ulla, get up, it’s an order… look at the sky, it’s the Tierra del Fuego and there are no more indians.

Shut up, XL, and sleep on your map.

Ulla, wake up, this road shakes one up so much and moreover, there is a fire, there, so  it really is Tierra del Fuego !

You’re right, XL, it really is a fire a fire from natural gas, as here there are drillings and here those are the gas cutouts burning up.

After 150 km of trail, I’m hurting everywhere, Ulla, a good Argentinian soup smells good and finally a good road…

Ushuaia is 111 km away, what bliss ! I’m sure our masters are going to drink champagne as they’ve succeeded in their exploit, from the Northernmost city to the Southernmost point of land.

What’s happening, Ulla ? The car is heating and is letting us down, we won’t be in Ushuaia tonight !

You see, XL, the water pump is dead ; we must find a garage, but still we’re luck as we’re entering Tolhuin, that’s better than in the wild, no ?

You know, Ulla, I know my Gallic bought a new pump in Santiago, he’s careful.

         Fortunately you didn’t growl when they signalled to the car, as we would never have been towed to that garage.

 

Thank you for your competence : in 3 hours, the pump is replaced… by José’s team and moreover, we’ve got a ton of dog friends… but no female dog of my size… pity….

In any case, thank you for your asado, we received lots of bones….

But Ulla, what is an asado ?

Well, XL, it’s a barbecue, well, a BBQ, but our masters appreciated that first asado so much, which is the tradition in Argentina, that never again will they say « barbecue ». Thank you to José (fireman, mechanic, known to all) and to Marta, the Brigitte Bardot of the pueblo, for your warm welcome : One must know you in order to appreciate such an evening. You’re great ! See you soon.

…El Asado es Espectacular ,y Incrédible…

Ulla, look, you see there are fires everywhere here, even the trees are burning…

Calm down, XL, you are persecuted by the Tierra del Fuego… the explanation is that, here, a tornado occurred, and that the misery of some makes others’ happiness. Proof of this is the sawmills make benefits from it, for heating wood since here, in the middle of winter (at least during August) it is between minus 15 and minus 20° Celsius

Tell me, Ulla, you’d think we were in Alaska… it’s the same landscape….

No, XL, we’ve finally reached USHUAIA (the end of the world)

You see, XL, after all those kilometres our masters remain very « French style » with their sirloin steak, French fries and salad with a good Argentinian wine of course and French camembert.

Good night, XL, I want to be in shape to visit this city at the end of the world in which there is  snow all year-round and 1,500 km from which the South Pole’s ice field begins.

You see, XL, this photo will seal our trip with that of Barrow in Alaska, it’s magical ! We’re at the end of the world….

… downtown San Martin Street…

A pity, Ulla, that dogs are not accepted on this boat that’s going to bring them to the Scouts’ lighthouse, the famous Ushuaia beacon….

…what elegance for your salute, mister sea lion….

We would have liked to see the ice field, but once again, dogs cannot travel by boat … with other humans, and on top of everything for 10 days the price is … 5,000 US Dollars per person without a sponsor, we will not be able to enable you to enjoy the marvellous photos we would have been able to take.

….the Austral Flora….

…A male Cauquen Comun watching over his female and young….

You tell them, XL, our reader friends, that should they come to Ushuaia, they must get to know « Ramos Générales » on the waterfront, the bakery held by David Dumond, a Frenchman of Burgundian origin, and moreover very pleasant… see you soon on the web, David.

 …Decoration of Ramos Générales, which is a real museum….

….week end, Tango evening…..

…Argentinian wine is delicious…..

…you can become a convict, as there were before, but for a few minutes only…

….original decoration of the bathroom…

How lucky, XL, that a free public park exists for us to rest from this long trip.

 Yes, and in Rio Olivia, the water is so pure that we linked our pump to it but you bathed, as usual.

Normal, not you, you were watched by Caranchos… to eat you up….

….Carancho…

Here is our friends’ house, Anne Marie and Daniel, the parents with their three wonderful children who travelled by land and arriving by boat in Buenos Aires having departed from France with their « lecabougnot » (that’s the name of their outfitted truck) see their site : www.lecabougnot.com  and see you soon on the web.

…Tero Común…

…(common ground)…

Never before seen in Ushuaia, did such a convoy cross the biggest continent, from the Northernmost city, to the Southernmost city ; even the press echoed its journey. What a delight to be able to read an article of a page about us during breakfast.

The Ushuaia Newspaper dated February 12th, 2009 edition number 03420

 

They are crossing the American continent with their owners in a pick-up truck with mobile house.

Two dogs on internet tell the adventures of a trip starting at the « top of the world »

Ulla is a female dobermann dog and XL a male yorkshire who arrived a few days ago in Ushuaia, at the « End of the World », after a trip that started in Barrow in Alaska, called « the Top of the World ». These two dogs tell, on www.les-poles-des-ameriques.org, the adventures of the crossing they are carrying out with their owners, Eliane and Daniel, in a Dodge pick-up truck with a mobile home. The four adventurous French are from the island of Saint-Martin, in the Caribbean, where Daniel worked in his companies, until, for his fiftieth birthday, he decided to leave the companies to his sons and to take up travelling with his compagnon and their inseparable mascots. To undertake this trip they elaborated a very interesting cocktail, containing a third of curiosity and determination, a third of love and bonding, a third of school of life, a zest of thoughtlessness, a big slice of true freedom, the whole, sprinkled with philosophy.

They decided to carry out this trip based on a constant challenge he was receiving from people, who were telling them that going on these paths was « very dangerous, especially regarding the Central American region », but they can attest that after having crossed 80.000 kilometers, they encountered no clashes, neither were they aggressed, or threatened or their belongings stolen, but that during these 18 months of travel, they endured nature’s strengths, with extreme temperatures ranging from minus 30° up to 52° Celsius.

It’s the first trip someone has carried out from the Northern most extremity to the Southern most tip of the American continent with a mobile home moored on a pick-up truck, which, in total, makes a vehicle of almost 15 meters in length.

Eliane, who spoke on behalf of the dogs, declared that they are the ones telling this adventure since they can express what they wish to according to the trip. By noting that « they say the truth, and the truth offends no one », and that’s the reason why they score 32.000 weekly hits on the web site. During the journey, they crossed Alaska from North to South, Canada from West to East, the United States from Chicago to Los Angeles using the famous Route 66, Mexico, Belize, Guatemala, Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, Panama, Columbia, Equator, Peru, Bolivia, Chile, Patagonia, and Argentina. They suffered 12 flat tires, were twice stuck in mud, and had a fire once, but they never had an accident, nor were they sick. Up to now, they took more than 4.000 photographs, and hope to take a lot more, since the trip continues towards the north of our country, to visit, then Paraguay, visit the South of Brazil, and of Uruguay, where this planned trip will end.

 

For the record :

- 18 months of travel                                     - 1 fire, 1 earthquake

- 80,000 km crossed                                      - 0 accident, 0 virus or illness

- More than 4,000 photos                             - 0 insect sting or venimous bite

- 38 border cross-overs                                 - 0 aggression, threat, theft, conflict

- 12 flat tyres                                                 - Extreme temperatures from -30 to +52° Celsius

- 1300 hours of maintenance                       - wheels twice stuck in the mud

  • For this extraordinary and very uncommon trip, we set up as of Day 1 an excellent cocktail, that we drank up, each day and without moderation…

Here is its recipe :

* 1/3 curiosity and obstinacy

* 1/3 of love and complicity

* 1/3 school of life and sharing

* 1 zest of recklessness

* A large slice of real freedom

* the whole being powdered with philosophy…

  • Finally, before the final conclusion, the Gypsy and the Gallic, are taking up their pen again, as I, Ulla, have for the time being finished writing the itinerary notes with the assistance of XL, (honestly, we deserve to appear in the Guinness Book of Records, don’t we ?) :

And for XL…hip, hip, Ulla !

We accomplished our dream, and we enabled you to share it, as you can imagine Ulla and XL have had quite some work to build up this site offered, and we thank them, you can congratulate them by writing on the Visitors’ Book…

 

We won’t say our goodbyes to you as in not too long a time we will enable you to discover the Northern part of Argentine, Paraguay, South Brazil and Uruguay.

 

To share a secret with you… we think we will lay our suitcases down definitely on the South American continent to live there, with other surprises, that you will be able to follow, be patient.

 

Indeed, we have discovered peoples with an amazing sense of hospitalit, such generous hearts, places in which we never felt unsafe, people not burdened down by constraints and who incite us to write to you our thoughts on our native homeland :

 

« Don’t smile to a woman she’s going to take you for a sex maniac.., don’t smile either at a man he’s going to take you for a gay…, especially don’t smile to a child you’re going to be known as a child molester… so » be grouchy faced and « walk straight ahead of you each day that God makes ! »

….Smooches from the 4 accomplices….Ulla