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Saturday 25 October 2014

San Jose de Jachal to Tocota

The decision last night to only ride to lunch time today was probably one of the best decisions I have / could have made, given that whilst the morning's ride was some 85 kilometres on a paved road through some glorious scenery, the final 35 -40 kilometres was uphill (only a two or three per cent gradient) but on a rough gravel and sandy road (goat track) that had even the strongest of riders apparently swearing and cursing because it was so dammed difficult to ride in the sweltering heat of the day. More than one or two riders were borderline suffering from heat exhaustion, there being nowhere on the road after the lunch stop for them to pick up water.

Being on the truck however meant that I was able to visit some rather special / unique rock formations, that as a cyclist I would otherwise have ridden past. It was some way off our route & a little hidden from view on the road I would otherwise have been riding!


Camping tonight,is in front of a very, very isolated bush police station, where apparently the cops are responsible for stopping hunters or poachers. Basically though, we're midway between villages, but as for why we've come here, rather than having stopped earlier in the afternoon and before the road & weather got too much for people, I do not know!


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