The wind kept things interesting. As has occurred the other days here, it was very windy.  Three times Matt and I had to sample in narrow areas that the wind really howled through, knocking us off balance.  One of these was at Finca Montserat.  I walked toward the river through the finca.  It was very nice.  I had no idea it was there even though I have driven by its entrance dozens of times before.  The people who worked there looked at me curiously as I walked by. They smiled and waved but no one challenged my presence. 
 

Finca Montserat is a fairly typical farm in this part of Argentina. They appear to produce a lot of grapes for the local vineyards which are well known in South America. There are also some orchards but with- out any leaves on the trees, I couldn't tell what they were.

I am still taken by the stark beauty of the Angastaco area.  It is unlike any I have worked in before. I've been coming to this area for 12 years and will continue to return until the project is finally finished. My visits are not frequent enough or long enough so that the locals remember me. A lot of European tourists come through here so they assume that I am just another one of them.

Back in town, I bought another dozen eggs for breakfast.  We showered and sat around drinking beer until dinner at 9:00 at the ACA Hosteria.  It was the best meal so far.