Posted on Monday 21 November 2016 by Richard Philpott
Some of you will have been following Kumi Tashiro’s blog, chronicling her extraordinary journey the length of South America, which she started in February this year.
Last week we received the terrible news that she had an accident while cycling in Tierra del Fuego on 13th November and passed away shortly afterwards. She was just two weeks away from reaching the end of her journey and returning to the UK.
Sue Dorey has been helping Kumi throughout the trip by proof-reading her blog entries for her. Her final entries, up to 7th November, were not posted to her blog before her accident, so we are posting them here.
We will be commemorating Kumi’s amazing life and achievements with a memorial ride in the New Year and other events which we will announce once we have organised the details.
Day 252-273 — 17th October – 7th November
I wanted to see “Capillas de Marmol”, the tourist attraction at Puerto Rio Tranquil, in the morning. However, as there was only one other customer, apart from myself, and a minimum of five were needed for the boat, the tour company staff told me to return at 2pm, which I did. I then had to wait another hour, but eventually we had a group of eight, so I managed to see it. Unfortunately the weather was cloudy, if it had been sunny, as it had been in the morning, we could have seen the marble reflected in the water, it would have been a beautiful sight. However, although I didn’t have that pleasure, at least I saw some stunning caves.
I left Puerto Rio Tranquil, heading for Puerto Bertrand, 72km away. It was a gorgeous hot day, with strong sunshine. The views were beautiful, and the water a cooler, greenish-blue colour. I stopped many times to take photos. Also, I frequently had to walk, as the mixture of sand and brown earth made the gravel road very slippery. It was up and down, with many hills. Whenever cars passed, I was covered in dirt. Again, I was very tired , I started wondering , where is Puerto Bertrand? The road went through a very quiet forest, it seemed unlikely there was a town, but just as I was about to go down another hill, I saw a sign for Puerto Bertrand. Yes! I reached the town at 6.30pm. more »