Mina Clavero: Visiting the Aguilera side

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Me and Tio Abuelo Juan Carlos
I took a break from Cordoba and took the opportunity to get to know the other half of my family, my grandfather’s brother, who lived with his wife in Mina Clavero in the Sierras of Cordoba. I ventured up there on a combi (bus) one fine afternoon and froze nearly the whole way. I made great effort to stay awake and take in the sights of the climb from the Cordoba Valley, but I just could not manage it.

I arrived at the station and did not see my great uncle, Juan Carlos, nor his wife Beba holding sign with my name on it. I began to wonder how I would know it was them when they arrived. I sat down at the edge of the parking lot and sent my uncle a text message letting him about the bright green skirt I was wearing so that he could easily identify me.
The family and the weight gain
The message however was so unnecessary as a few minutes later I looked to my right towards the buses and out of the corner of my eye saw the ghost of deceased grandfather walk by. He stopped and noticed me and I was seriously taken aback by striking resemblance between Juan Carlos and my grandfather. Sure it sounds silly I mean they are brothers right, but I would not think that someone would mistake my sister for me by any means. I was stunned by this for nearly the whole trip there. Still am a little.

Juan Carlos and Beba live in my great grandmother’s home, which they have updated and added onto to make a little humble inn, with rooms, each with a private bathroom and one with a kitchen. This is very typical of the area, as most property owners have done the same thing to their properties or have made areas for camping as supplementary income.
Greatgrandmother's house
Mina Clavero is a vacation destination in January and February like many of the Sierra towns and cities. The region is full of rivers and little lakes that all feed into the reservoir which supplies water to the next city, Villa Dolores, and another, the name of which I cannot recall.

The region is made up a of series of little towns all of which do the best to come up with ways to earn some extra dough during the holiday season. Las Rosas is along the main road to Villa Dolores and everyone there seems to have specialized in homemade food goods and small restaurants. One man made a museum called the Roscen, and has loaded it with all kinds of goodies from stuff animal specimens, insects and geological artifacts, to religious icons, old fashions, electronics, and industrial equipment. We took a trip there with their granddaughter and then went to a small river to enjoy the late afternoon sun, share some mate, and eat facturas, or pasties.
The addition


[Tangent on facturas: The facturas are seriously habbit forming. Panaderias are everywhere and it is just too easy to go in and buy a couple or have dozen of sweet croissants, twists, and buns, covered or filled with glaze, sugar crystals, sweet cream, fruit (typically membrillo, a pear looking fruit that is only consumed when cooked and turned into a jam), glazed nuts, and/or chocolate and share them with a friend over some tea. I believe that aside from over eating with the family, facturas are one of the main reason why I gained that weight I did (note weight gain in foto) and have since cut my consumption, which is a struggle with the panaderia right next door.]

The population nearly doubles with people from the major cities, which consequently lie dormant. It becomes party central with clubs, people hanging out by the river in the daytime or at swimming holes with rocks to jump off of.
The River
Well, at least that is what everyone tells me. I guess I was a little late, but I was not bitter because I certainly enjoyed myself in Chilecito. I told Beba, who struggles to be the main hostess of the inn in her elderly state, that I would come back next January and help her run the place, so if I can pull it off I will be able to enjoy the party this coming year.

I stayed with them a few days and took a trip to Villa Dolores for one night because my Aunt who lives in Catamarca just happened to be there opening a business with a partner. On the way there we stopped by the reservoir and dam, drank some tea, and took in the sites. I stayed in Villa Dolores just one night anxious to get back to Mina Clavero and then to Cordoba, and then only a day or so left until my return to Buenos Aires.

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Me and Tio Abuelo Juan Carlos
Me and Tio Abuelo Juan Carlos
The family and the weight gain
The family and the weight gain
Greatgrandmothers house
Greatgrandmother's house
The addition
The addition
The River
The River
The River
The River
Asado by the river
Asado by the river
They make good use of the trash can
They make good use of the trash can
The sites
The sites
The museum. Look at all those grea…
The museum. Look at all those gre…
Tio and Nieta looking at a two hea…
Tio and Nieta looking at a two he…
a tributary to the River, this pla…
a tributary to the River, this pl…
the sites on the way to Villa Dolo…
the sites on the way to Villa Dol…
El Dique
El Dique
The resevior
The resevior
Mina Clavero
photo by: bvanb