As part of our rather epic day on Wednesday, we drove past huge salt flats—Las Salinas Grandes—shortly after noon. Not content merely to see the saline expanse from afar, we took a detour down an even smaller dirt road that led out onto the stark white of the plain.
When looking at them up close wasn’t enough, we got out of the car and felt them. Sharp!
The temptation proved to be too much, and we had to taste. Salty!
And then we felt compelled to model. Style!
But it wasn’t all fun, and Jim took a moment to check out the extent to which we’ve ravaged the Gol.
She’s more dusty than anything, though I’m glad I don’t have anything invested in her longevity–the undercarriage has taken quite a bruising. (Not to mention the dog that attacked the passenger door with its claws as we drove into Iruya, or what happened today when we pretended she was an off-roading Jeep–stream-fording and all–on the way to some far-off hill town. Except a Jeep wouldn´t get its undercarriage stuck on rocks while trying to cross a river, and so wouldn´t require Jim, plus three friendly college-age Porteños hiking along in front of us, to lift the front of the car as I slammed on the pedal while in reverse in order to extricate said car from a premature, watery death. Oops.)
- M
2 responses so far ↓
Mom // July 27, 2008 at 1:06 pm |
Oops….
(sounds like fording rivers is beginning to be a specialty of the Argentina adventurers!)
By the way – love the llamas!
Lio // July 30, 2008 at 11:28 am |
salt lick / Noun
1. a place where wild animals go to lick salt deposits.
2. a big block of salt given to domestic animals to lick.
What about urban mammals?
By the way, more than interesting pictures.