The meat stops

One thing I didn't mention about Patagonia is the random truck stops to look for meat. There you are driving in the middle of a flat windy treeless grassland having gone 4 hr or more with nothing but the odd windturn to look at when officials stop you. They come onto the truck looking for any meat products-including searching the bags for it. I often carry the odd bit of raw mince in my handbag in case I get peckish! Its the foot and mouth risk apparently.