Argentina

Pilgrimage Part I. Jewish Cowboys

 

 

Pilgrimage

Part I – Jewish Cowboys

Santa Fe

Argentina

May 26, 2012

Many years ago I read We Lived There, Too! – an account of Jewish American Cowboys.*  I learned about Jewish immigrants who were settlers, farmers, ranchers and businessmen in the Western United States in the Nineteenth and early Twentieth Century. 

(There were plenty of Jewish farmers in the East as well.  My friend Allen once worked on a chicken farm in the Catskill Mountains of New York State and when I was a boy my family spent the summer at Feigners’ Farm.)

But in the West, I have a fundamental family connection:

The Pilgrimage Part III - The Ride

The Pilgrimage

Part III – The Ride

On my escape from the boisterous city streets of Santa Fe, I miss only one turn but I quickly right my way and drive north on Highway 11.   After Highway 11,the route is west on Highway 70 towards Esperanza.  I am ever hopeful for a pleasant day.

I am driving an unfamiliar standard shift vehicle on an unfamiliar busy road.  And what if my Spanish is inadequate in case of who knows what?   Still, I anticipate a trouble-free pilgrimage to Moisés Ville.

On the outskirts of Santa Fe on Highway 11, I encounter a honking congestion of vans, panel trucks, tractor trailers, construction vehicles, cabs, cars and local buses that all maneuver for an advantage on the less than adequate route.  I recall the outbound artery in New York City called the Boston Post Road in the Bronx with clothing stores, small markets, and an unending gamut of gas stations, vehicle repair stalls, used tire shops and a car wash or two.

It’s a short distance on my map from Santa Fe to the turnoff to Route 70, but on the ground, will I ever break free from this ugly traffic? 

Iguazu Falls

Iguazu Falls

Misiones Province

Argentina

May 25, 2012 

Dear Friends and Fellow Travelers,

The guidebooks claim that Iguazu Falls is one of the most spectacular sights in all of South America.   This is not an exaggeration. The Falls on the border of Argentina and Brazil are truly wondrous.

Please travel with me as I follow the trail through the jungle, linger at the Falls, and return along the trail and end the day at the Lower Falls.

Quebrada De Humahuaca

The Colors of Quebrada de Humahuaca

Jujuy Province

Argentina

May 23, 2012

Hello,

Just outside the town of Purmamarca, the Secretary of Tourism and Culture of Jujuy Province posted a display of large photographs and geological information.

Here is the English translation:

What we commonly call the Seven Colors Mountain is the outcropping of some rocks in different times, the result of the interaction of huge forces in the terrestrial cortex and its erosive processes which belong to the region called Easter Mountain Range.  The variety of colors is the product of the accumulation of sediments in the nautical and continental watersheds for some 600 million years.

Humahuaca

Purmamarca

Jujuy Province

Argentina

May 22, 2012

Hello,

The trip today epitomizes the advantages of independent travel. 

I awake at sunrise.   From the hotel window in Purmamarca (pop 510)    I take photos of the surrounding mountains.  After breakfast I stroll around the streets and up the hills.  I stop for a chat with a lovely schoolteacher.

 I drive north in the direction of the border with Bolivia.  Still in Argentina, I stop in the Quechua town of Humahuaca (pop 7985).  I wander around the town.   I visit the outdoor market.  I buy socks and a hat. 

Purmamarca

Purmamarca

Jujuy Province

Argentina

May 22, 2012

Dear Friends,

No more group tours.  I decided to be adventurous. 

In Salta, I rented a car for my three day trip into the mountains of Quebrada de Humahuaca in the northwest corner of Argentina.

When I am alone in a car in a foreign country, there is one major element to consider: the unknown. 

Yes, I received “get out of town” driving instructions from the staff at my hotel.  I have my road maps.  I am confident with a manual shift transmission.  Still, there’s always the unknown.      

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