Still, its not the first time I have cycled through strong winds, and I somehow doubt it will be the last, so I just plodded on. When I reached the settlement of Toledo I stopped off for a bite to eat and to get some water as I planned to camp out. Toledo was a tiny place, but there were a few little stalls on the plaza to eat at. A caldo and a full dish of spuds, rice and lamb bits set me back just 10 soles… bargain!On leaving Toledo, the sealed road gave way to a dirt one, making life even harder. Now I had the wind, as well as a pretty terrible road to contend with. Lots of dust, gravel, a corrugated washboard surface and sand traps. In fact, with the road the way it was, and the bleakness of the surroundings, it would have made a good location for a post apocalyptic film.