is over. Guitars start playing as the campfire lightens up
the darkness of the night. Long conversations recreate the
incredible day gone by.
This is how our evenings are..........This is how our riding
The Ceiling of America does
exist. It is in the Andes Mountains in Argentina.
Awaiting are the Patagonia, the Inca Trail, valleys with
forests and crystal clear water streams followed by desserts
with multicoloured mountains. Argentina is the land of
passion and emotion, polo, tango, legendary beef, gauchos,
...... Argentina was born and built on horseback. Who does
not want to have an experience like this?