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... of this would kill us and that the trail along the lake front was a better option. Turning round and heading back we found the actual trail within seconds it was 5m from where we were standing behind a route of bushes but the terrain was the same. The path through the woods was much former and shadier and we decided that this has been a good plan. We'd had the occasional Inc sect following us but named to shake them off by running for a few metres. At the lake we stopped ...
... penguins rather than the culture, so that one gets scratched from our list. In retrospect though, we probably dodged a bullet by avoiding that particular (large) tour company, as instead we arrange a trip round the local area with a local guide – and it ends up being a private tour for just the two of us (well, apart from the guide’s mum!) Our guide is another bloke called Stefan, he runs a local fishing tour company, and has lived in the area on and off for 16 ...
... root from a special kind of local tree. Considering our lack of "British" ingredients I think the Cottage Pie and English Breakfast the next morning went pretty well.
The next day Paula took us to a local National Park to do a short hike to a waterfall and an old tree. It was really beautiful. On the way we met Pepino (Cucumber) Paula's boss' GIANT horse and Sherlock her boss' GIANT dog. Literally the biggest dog i've ever seen! At the park we ...
... another tourist info office after eating, and spent an hour trying to book bus tickets through them … but they were having just as much luck as we’d had before, so we left empty handed.
Back at the hostel I turned on the noise machine to cut my hair, then I showered and went to bed. Don continued on her email mission to find a trip to Antarctica … until 2am!
Next morning we got going as early as Don woke up and got me out of bed. I had ...
... on the continent. Not everybody wanted to stay at the campsite though. One evening at dusk, I was strolling through the campsite when a car pulled up and a stressed out, red-faced man leaned out of the window to ask about camping. He and his family looked like they had had a long, exasperating drive. He looked incredulous when I told him the deal. “But isn’t there any electricity at the campsite? No light??” They drove away in disgust and I ...
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