Another mixed day really. I managed to get a WiFi signal at the campground from somewhere, so I checked some email and then hit the road. It was only when I rounded a corner that I realised just how dark the sky was in the direction that I was headed in. In fat, I don’t think I have seen clouds that dark before! Needless to say, the heavens opened a half hour into my journey, on top of which, I also got as puncture in the front tyre. Terrific. I managed another 3 kms, and then pulled into a bust stop to shelter and repair. In Salta, I had bought some new, thinner tyres in order that I could cycle faster and more efficiently. They are working, but the drawback is, that they are getting punctures a lot more frequently, so overall I am probably not saving that much time and energy.
Eventually, the rain swapped from torrential to just plain pissing down, and so I could continue. Not a spectacular day in terms of scenery, and strong winds picked up around the town of Pituil. I managed another 10 km or so out from the town, and then called it a day at kilometre 3929ish, where there was a shelter on the left hand side of the road. It seemed just the job, and so I set my tent up under there. As fuel was low for the stove, I cooked over an open fire.