Flew into Buenos Aires, Argentina on Boxing day and started on my way with no Spanish or sense of direction in the totally chaotic city. Found a hostel, after almost getting mugged on the street outside, HA and caught the bus to Bariloche, Argentina a couple days later...
Good times at the Room 1006 Hostel, mucho cervesa over new years and a depleted bank account on new years day. I had no problem hitching to Futaleufu! Some how, some way made it there in 5 days.
Futa is a Beautiful town, just across the border from Argentina. Rich in culture, I was lucky enough to be there for the rodeo week to watch the locals ride and lasso cows. My work was all that I imagined it to be, a bunch of sick people in the crew, living in or outside of a ghetto shack/office, getting out on the river everyday sharing the same passion. Great time. Fuckin' bueno!
High water, Cuan Coetzee's stoked on life
Was an awesome trip, wouldn't change a thing about it. Amazing clean big water run, with so many sections of world class white water from class 2 to 5, not to mention the pristine crystal clear water and towering peaks to top that off. I love this place. I'll be back.
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