Peddled to the Pacific

Twelve days and 1200km I`m in Porto Montt eating strawberries. The backdrop are snowcapped volcanoes and along the water front are artisan stalls of fresh fruit and handcrafts. Faded, jaded and definately slightly smelly after living outside for two weeks lonesome for soap. Now, refreshed and re-stocked. Next I cross onto the island of Chiloe and bike the coast which is the South Pacific`s equivalent of Newfoundland`s outports, a world of mists and magic.