Here in the middle of nowhere it is difficult to find a suitable place to camp. The area is treeless and the wind whistles so strongly that it is hardly possible to put up the tent. Hundreds of kilometers of fences cross the country. At some point, the barbed wire industry made a killing. Cows rarely graze here in the inhospitable, dry pampas. Behind a small industrial site with rusty machines we find shelter from the wind and enjoy the setting sun on the dusty horizon.