Just as we were settling into the relaxed pace of life in Cuesta del Viento it was time to move on and head towards our next destination, Bariloche, some 1600 km to the south. So the next day we left at the crack of dawn and drove 15 hours straight through the Mendoza wine regions, the oil fields of Neuquen and back into the Andes Mountains at San Carlos de Bariloche. We arrived at midnight after a tough day on the road and were greeted by our next host, Tommy Djapic, a local ski guide who also is probably the most passionate windsurfer in the whole of Argentina. Tommy pretty much describes everything as ‘Incredible’! But when living in a place as beautiful as Bariloche, incredible is the perfect word to sum-up everything around. We decided to celebrate our arrival in the Antares Bar in the main street and even I had to stutter the word ‘incredible’ after sipping my first pint of Honey beer! Up on the walls in the bar are seven huge copper brewing vats and by the time I’d worked my way through many of the different brews the clock was past 3 a.m. and I finally decided to stagger back to the hotel.