San Carlos de Bariloche – 25 January 2013
Woke around 7:45am after a good sleep in this Andean resort town. The cool air had helped the sleep but the noisy Main Street hotel had not. Neil and Gus had planned a trip fishing on one of the local rivers while Therese of us would do our own thing.
Mike decided to hire a bike and head for the mountains.
Meyer chose to take a drive around the peninsula and I chose to do some sightseeing in town and them do the same circular route that Meyer had followed.
When the fishermen returned we heard all sorts of stories about the ones that got away. It was only when we saw the pictures that we know that they had had a great day.
For supper we tried one of Bariloche’s famous grills and had positively the largest steak ever. After a quick stroll around town it was time for bed.