Traveling More

We have found that there are quite a few farms just outside of the city that have turkeys in our area. The kids love to see them! We also found a few people having what Heather called (for our kids sake) a cow party. This is our way of saying that they have killed the cow, taken off the hide, and are curing the meat.













Recently we took a few short little day trips near where we live in San Salvador de Jujuy. First we traveled the provincial route 35 (like a state road) to Ocloyas. We had found a little pamphlet in the tourist center that made the road sound intriguing. It was a short route that made a circle back to our town via another provincial route (29). Well... we certainly found the road less traveled! Ocloyas was a very cute little town - only 2 blocks by 2 blocks (plus farms). It is at the end of a road, similar to the roads that dead end into the mountains back in Washington State. When we left town, we wanted to finish the other half of the road. We found 3 gates that needed to opened/closed for livestock. Near where we turned around, there had been a landslide, and part of the road could not be traveled on at all - we are not sure how long the road had been closed, but there were no warning signs. God was faithful (as always) and we had to stop well before we would have been stuck (or possibly sliding off the cliff). He even gave us a great place to turn around! We loved every minute of it - what an adventure!!






























Our second trip was to the provincial route 20 and 20A which goes to Las Capillas, but we never quite made it there. We crossed a dry river bed 4 times before the river started to have water in it. We crossed one last time a little nervously before reaching where these pictures and video were taken. We got out and checked the river throughly and felt like the Holy Spirit said not to cross. So we played, turned around and headed back for home.

















It was a great drive, until our tire gave out. We had a flat (not too unusual) - and happened to be in the middle of no where. But God had a plan.... there were some workers that were logging in the area who were just leaving. We asked them if they could help us because our jack was broken and could not lift our car far enough & our spare tire was flat. They said they could not, but there was a second truck coming behind them. So we waited... and prayed. The second truck had a jack (which by the way is called a gato - or cat here in argentina) and an air compressor. They lifted our car and filled our tire with air. Praise God !!