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Since our last blog post we have made some quick progress towards the
capital city of Buenos Aires. After Tafi del Valle, and waking up in a bit
of a haze after a few bottles of wine and chatting the night away with our
Norwegian amigos, we took off towards the city of Cordoba. We got a bit of
a late start and had about 600km to cover, I think our longest day of the
trip, and ended up arriving into town a bit after dark. We found a
campground in a nearby park which was a bit awkward to say the least. It
was like pitching a tent in the middle of your city park with people playing
soccer and tennis just a few feet away.
Our next stop was Villa Maria and our first hotel in Argentina. We noticed
a few days back that Melissa's bike has been going through a lot of oil in
the last few days. Inspecting the motor it appeared to be coming out of the
valve cover seal, a part that was removed prior to the start of the trip.
Having a small bottle of gasket maker we decided to pull the valve cover
and apply some gasket maker in hopes of fixing the problem....well that
didn't work.....at all....in fact it got a whole lot worse.
The next day we decided we would stop in the river town of San Pedro just a
few hundred kilometers outside of Buenos Aires, en route we stopped for some
gas and to check the oil levels on the bike and when looking at Melissa's
bike we noticed that not just a little oil was leaking out but oil was now
spraying out of the engine. We definitely opened a can of worms with our
gasket maker "fix". Oil was now leaking out of the seal, dripping down the
engine and catching air and spraying all over Melissa's pant leg and the
rest of the motor. San Pedro was too small of a town to find parts so we
just decided to do some internet research to locate a parts store in Buenos
Aires and stop on our way into town.
The roads between central Argentina and Buenos Aires are a lot like driving
I-90 in through Washington. The highway is flanked by large vegetable and
wheat farms, the speed limit is rippin at 80mph and there is a steady cross
wind blowing. Argentinian drivers take a lot of pride in their ability to
overtake a car, or motorcycle in our case, as closely as possible leaving
only a few inches between bumpers all while traveling at 80+mph. There has
been quite a bit of emotion flowing as we near the end of our motorcycle
adventure. Our plan is to sell the motorcycles to other travelers in Buenos
Aires and continue traveling by bus for the next month or two. It's going to
be a very sad day when we have to watch someone else ride off in to the
sunset on the motorcycles that have taken us so far.
Tomorrow we will head into Buenos Aires to look for some parts for Sparkles
and meet with some other travelers looking to buy our motorcycles. Cross your