I slept badly, having become unaccustomed to camping again, this being the first since the day of the accident. I was also disturbed by heavy rain and it was still raining though not so heavily when we rose so we breakfasted in a covered area. For a short time we enjoyed blue sky and sunshine, pleasant riding along the undulating road.
We stopped for lunch in a bus shelter, just before thunder, lightning and heavy rain started to create a huge puddle in front of us so that every passing vehicle threw a spray of water towards us, sometimes hitting our feet. We’d long since finished eating and were getting restless when we spotted a patch of blue sky approaching, and when the deluge eased we continued our journey. The rain stopped, the sun came out but soon the cycle was repeated and this time there was no shelter from the downpour.
At Puerto Octay we booked into a hospedaje where they allowed us to use their kitchen. We’d considered staying here for two nights as tomorrow’s forecast is for more rain but the town is rather forlorn and scruffy with only some large German settler houses of interest.