Living the High Life

April 19th, 2010

We have finally left Argentina, and are in Northern Chile. We made some great friends and did some amazing things there, but it is good to be moving on. Who would have thought I’d get sick of steak every day?

On the way North we stopped at Salta which is a really great city.

We both had a cold here so didn’t really do much other than wander round, which was nice enough. From Salta we got the bus to San Pedro De Atacama, and the view was epic.

San Pedro De Atacama is an oasis town in the Atacama Desert and is catastrophically beautiful

As are the surrounding areas, with some amazing geological phenomena

We are very high here at 2500 metres, and has you can see from all the volcanoes we are in a geothermally active area  so have been on a tour to hang out with some proper geezers at 4300 meters (Matterhorn height) which makes breathing, hearing, thinking etc quite hard.

We have also seen some remote little villages, some unique cacti and  other amazing deserty stuff:

We have absolutely loved this part of the trip, it is an incredible part of the world and I would recommend it to anyone. 

Tomorrow we start a 3 day 4×4 drive across the salt flats into Bolivia, from where I shall update again. Until then, blame the altitude.

Just before I go, a couple of new entries for “New Stuff I Like”:

18) Llama Kebabs. Hmmm. Weird and meaty…..

19) Dune Boarding. I couldn’t make skiing this year, but this kind of helped.

What, just keep running off that cliff?

April 10th, 2010

So Another week or so has passed. We arrived in Bariloche in the Lake District to find our campsite closed (like most in the cocking guide book) but found a nice central hostel for 2 nights and got to grips with the town. It is set, suprisingly, on a lake and has the ambience of a European ski resort, complete with fondue restaurants and St Bernards to pose next to.

We managed to find a campsite in the national park 45 minutes south again, predictably, next to a lake. Here we found epic camping pitches #3 and #4. The place had so many good spots we had to try two.

Here, having now got the hang of camping, we went parilla crazy, as it was only a 4km round trip to a pretty decent supermarket.

The lake setting was stunning and the surrounding mountains made for some nice hikking.

The weather here is much warmer than southern Patagonia, but on our last day camping it rained continuosly all day so we packed up and went back to town for a night in the hostel before heading to Mendoza.

I had been really looking forward to doing a cycle tour of the vinyards in Maipu, on the outskirts of Mendoza (apperently so had every other tourist in South America the day we were there) which we did on the first day. This turned out to be rubbish. The vinyards are not as old or as interesting as those in Europe and set along a busy industrial road (the cycle route), the tours are cliched and uninteresting, and tastings actually cost money. We met some Americans from California who assured us that it is much better there, so something to look forward to.

That all being said, they do make some excellent wines here, especially the Malbec. Nikki and I got stuck in appropriatley. That night we had dinner in the hostel and got chatting to some Argentinians, Jose, Carlos and Santiago. They are awesome. They are from Cordoba, where we are now and have been excellent hosts. More of that later.

Were it not for what I am about to recount here our stay in Mendoza was fairly non descript. However, as you may have worked out by now, my biggest terror in life are spiders. My second? Heights. this is why I found it very strange being here:

Our hostel owner, Mario is also a paragliding instructor. Here he is with Nikki.

Also, here is a link so you can see Nikki in action. Watch her legs after take off. When he said dont stop running i dont think that is what he meant….

Nikki YouTube Link

Mario is the most charming Hostel owner/paraglide pilot/drinking partner you could hope to meet. His place, Hostel A, is awesome. I highly recomend it to anyone visiting Mendoza.

We are, as I mentioned before, currently in Cordoba, Argentina’s second city. Jose and Carlos took us out for dinner the other night at the typically Argentinian time of 11:30, followed by a 3:00am sight seeing tour of the city (all on a school night, they had to be in the office the next day at 8:00am).

Cordoba is a great city, with amazing architecture dating back to the Christian Missions of the 15th and 16th centuries.

We have one more night here then it is onto Salta, then Northern Chile where we hope to update you again. Until then, Be Prepared!

Before I go, back by popular demand, a quick update of “New Stuff I Like”

16) Milka Paradise. take 3 oversized Oreo cookies. Sandwich between them chocalate cream. Dip the whole thing in Milka Chocolate. Paradise.

17) Melonzita. Not sure whether Jose Carols and Santiago invented this one themselves, cant seem to find any reference online for it anyway. Take one Melon. Remove seeds. Fill with booze. Insert straw. Drink.

Nick Clinch´s Guide to the Wilderness

March 24th, 2010

Firstly, the reason this update is so late is that the internet in Patagonia is so slow it has basically stopped.

Anyway, we have been away now for 2 months and I can hear you all shouting ” Nick, what are your travel stats!!??”. Well here you go:

  • Countries visited: 5
  • Different accommodations: 19
  • Hours spent on buses: 149 (6.2 days)
  • Hours spent trying to hitchhike: 4.5
  • Successful hitchhikes: 0
  • Fridge magnets: 11

Now, Back to the trip. From Rio Gallegeos we travelled via Chile to Ushuaia, Tierra del Fuego, the southern most city on Earth. A fairly pleasant place it is however horrifically expensive and touristy, but we stayed in a cheap campsite outside of town, a ski area in winter, where we found Epic Camping Pitch #1

The campsite is based at the bottom of an old ski slope, not used much any more due to the lack of snow, but which leads to  12 mile round trip hike to a Glacier.

Until we reached the glacier trail (3 miles of the hike), we didn’t see another soul, and the scenery was amazing. Unfortunately after this the weather turned and we had freezing sleet and rain for the next 2 days, which in a tent makes life a bit tricky. So it was time to leave, via Rio Gallegeos again, to El Calafate.

El Calafate is, again, a very touristy town, but its main attraction is Glacier Perito Moreno just down the road which is fairly amazing.

We were in a hostel for 3 nights which was relative luxury compared to camping, and it was near Lago Argentina, a nice walk itself.

From El Calafate it was time to head to the mountain town of El Chalten to Tackle the Fitzroy range.

 

As you can see, El Chalten is tiny and has in fact only existed since 1985, built due to an anticipated boarder dispute from Chile. It is known as “the trekking capital of Argentina”, and in the 5 days we spent here we clocked up 50+ miles of hiking, including one to Lago Torre to see an amazing glacier, and Cerro Torre mountain, normally shrouded in cloud, but luckily for us bathed in sunshine.

We also had a small hike to a waterfall

Then an epic 15 miler climbing 1000 meters to a panoramic viewpoint which was so cloudy that nothing could be seen in the direction that mattered, but the view the other way was nice enough.

Still, at the summit we managed to shelter behind a rock and enjoy some lunch.

In El Chalten we found Epic Camping Pitch #2

Life was fairly tough here, the only time we spent inside was to buy food, but we survived by drinking the free Evian

Being a twisted fire starter

And enjoying the occasional Parilla

We are now back in El Clafate filling up on real food after a week of jam sandwiches and spaghetti with tomato sauce, and prepping for our next 28 hour journey to Barioloche. Keep well and remember, Stay Alert!  

Ydych yn sicr mae hwn yn dal yr Ariannin?

March 9th, 2010

Arrived in Buenos Aires and things felt strangely familiar

 

What a fantastic city. Nikki said on our first day “it feels like New York Paris”

Found a great hotel, the type that big chains have almost killed off in Europe.

Like a lot of Buenos Aires, it feels like how i would imagine Europe did in the 1960’s and 70’s.

We stayed longer than we had planned to as we took a day trip over to Colonia del Sacramento in Uruguay (4th Country) a really well preserved town just up the road from Fray Bentos. (google it, so weird…..)

On our fifth and final day we went to check out the cemetery which has the most amazingly elaborate tombs.

Here we witnessed the most crass, embarrassing and awkward tourist moment ever. A short plump female New Yorker of about 60 started to sing and dance  to “Don’t Cry for me Argentina” outside Eva “Evita” Peron’s grave. They almost had to bury me too.

From Buenos Aires we travelled south to Patagonia to the Chubut region where there are colonies both Welsh and Penguin. Firstly the Welsh:

A Welsh tradition they keep here is high tea, and my lord how good a cup of English Breakfast tasted after all these weeks.


We were in a town called Gaiman, which seems half Argentinian half British. Lots of beautiful rose gardens and Victorian architecture.

Moving onto the Penguins. About 60km east of Gaiman is Punta Tomba, the worlds largest breeding site of Magellanic Penguins.

We have ditched Hostels, Hotels, Pousadas, Guest Houses etc for the wilderness and have been camping for the last week or so.

This has proved to be not only hugely cost saving but also a lot of fun. We are going to try and camp at least 5 days a week until Bolivia at the end or April.

Currently we are in Rio Gallegeos, just breaking up the 30+ hour journey to Tierra del Fuego. Should be in our campsite in Ushuaia by tomorrow evening, will update shortly. Stay Strong!

Just before I go a quick update for “New Stuff I Like”

13) Choripan. One of the best things Pork has given us. Ideal when steak gets too much.

14) Bus Bingo. Who says 21 hour bus journeys have to be dull.

15) Mate. When in Rome….

Countries: 3. Fridge Magnets: 5. Tarantulas: 1.

February 28th, 2010

So. Iguacu Falls. One of the 7 wonders of the natural world. Not sure why we bothered. There was nothing to see on the Brazilian side:

(who knew there were so many toucan flavours?)

(Yes mum, that is the pendant you bought Nikki in the beak of a Macaw.)

Or the Argentinian side:

JOKES! We came away from the falls on the first day saying that it had been the best tourist experience we had ever had. Our favourite side? Probably Brazil.

I should add that the toucans were not photographed wild but in an amazing bird centre in a huge aviary. Highly recommended as it is right next door to the entrance of the falls on the Brazilian side.

It has finally happened however. Nikki saw a wild tarantula. I wasn’t there at the time, bizarrely I was off photographing another spider. When I found out I was close to pulling the plug on this whole traveling thing. Its too risky.

Briefly went to Paraguay. Nothing to report. Now in Buenos Aires, so will update again soon. Stay Safe!

Just before I go, a little update of “New Stuff I Like”

12) Steak three times daily. I hope I dont get gout….

Sind Sie sicher, das ist Brasilien?

February 22nd, 2010

Right. Where to start. We have been quite busy since the last post.

We decided to leave Ilha Santa Catarina as it was far too touristy, but before we did we went for an epic trek round Morro Do Arranas.


I only found out that this translated as Spider Hill when I got back, and thank god i didn’t see too many on the way. Luckily we chose a day when it was 40 degrees, and the majority is uphill on really rough terrain.

The view was incredible, and we were joined by dolphins at one point who swam right past us.

We had heard that there are a few German towns a few hours North of Ilha Santa Catarina, the most obvious of which is Blumenau. We knew there were a few Bavarian looking buildings but I was not expecting this:

Unfortunately we had just missed Summerfest (Oktoberfest in Summer) and the town was quite quiet but it was still surreal supping on a stein in the middle of a tropical rain-forest.

From Blumenau we headed North again leaving Santa Catarina and entering Parana where our first stop was Curitiba. 2 Quotes from the Lonely Planet – “Curitiba is not particularly sexy or sophisticated” and “It is not a beautiful city”. Bollocks:

We have really enjoyed our stay here. There is a really interesting art and music scene, and in the 70’s and 80’s a lot of money spent preserving old colonial buildings so it is a great place to walk around. It also on the high plains so is much cooler then any where else we have been yet – 25 to 30ish degrees.

From Curatiba we fist went to Vila Velha, a series of ancient sand stone columns eroded over thousands of years.

Then something we had been really excited about. The Sierra Verde Express, a train that runs from Curitiba to Morrietes along the side of jungle covered mountains, over huge gorges and waterfalls with views all the way to the Atlantic. This was, without any shadow of doubt, the worst tourist experience of my life. We had  a “tour guide” even though we specifically bought tickets for a carriage with out one. Her microphone was turned up to 11. For 3.5 hours.

Anytime anything of interest came up she would urge everyone to climb over each other to wildly point their cameras vaguely in the right direction and click away like a maniacs. It was soul destroyingly dreadful. I firmly believe that most people are intelligent enough to be able to look out the window with out instruction and locate for themselves the 200 ft waterfall, and even take a picture of it if they felt like it. In one of the photo opportunity scrums the fat bloke in front of Nikki elbowed her in the face whilst flailing his camera laden arms around and broke her sunglasses. Anyway, to be fair the view was epic and if you could tune out the “tour guide” and fight off the other deranged tourists there was some amazing stuff to be seen. Even though we had return tickets we took the bus back….

Leaving for Igacu falls tomorrow night, popping into Paraguay for some tax free shopping, then into Argentina for steak, wine and camping. See you again!

Just before I go a quick update for “New Stuff I like”

10) Shouting Oi! to everyone and not getting strange looks

11) Curitiba. You are wrong Lonely Planet, wrong I say.

When it rains, it pours…

February 13th, 2010

We have now said goodbye to Paraty 

And are currently in Ilha Santa Catarina, but getting here has been very rough. The plan was simple – 6 hour bus from Paraty to São Paulo, a stop over of 5 hours and then an 11 hour sleeper bus to Florianopolis, state capital of Santa Catarina. First part of the mission was relatively painless. On arriving in São Paulo and trying to use an ATM, however, I realesaed that some @#$% head had been using my card to withdraw thousands of pounds, which was strange as I still had the only card for that account. After speaking to Lloyds TSB for hours (at GBP1.68 a minute) i was told “if you just pop into your branch we’ll arrange a new card for you”. When I said I was away for another 6.5 months she said to just “pop in when you get back”. Never has the word “pop” upset me so much. Luckily I have a back up account which we are using and I should be refunded everything within a few days.

Anyway, after all the stress of this we only had an hour and half to wait, and we somehow walked into the executive waiting room with air con and comfy seats and waited for our bus. When it came I was impressed. We had paid extra for a “Leito” or sleeper, which means the seats recline almost to horizonatal, and after an hour or so Nikki and I were fast asleep. I woke up at about 6 in the morning happy in the knowldege that in an hours time we would be in Florianoplois. Nikkis face/mood told me otherwise. Unbeknown to me we had been stationary on the freeway for 6 hours due to a massive mud slide so 6 lanes of traffic were being filtered through just 1. This meant our bus was 7 hours late. 7 hours. Late. with NO FOOD STOPS!!!

But we finally got to Florianopolis which, despite all that we had read and heard is a fairly non descript bland city full of malls and mcdonalds and pizza huts and the like.

Still, we were only there for 2 nights to rest up and then we were heading to the beaches, where I am now writting this. The town we are in is like one of the quaint European holiday resorts like Aya Napa, Lanzerote, Faliraki or even Magaluf.

Needless to say we were a bit dissapointed that we have travelled all this way to end up here, but yesterday we did stumble accross some amazing sand dunes

A really nice beach

Some ancient graffatti (someone really ought to clean that off)

Some great birds and other beasts

And, as ever, some amazing plant life

So all in all we think the island has potential. We were warned that the north was over developed but apparently there are some much quieter villages with even nicer beaches and bigger dunes further south. we will see tomorrow, and I shall update you forthwith.

Before I go, a quick update of “New Stuff I Like”

9) Churascaria. If you like meat then this is for you. Men with sticks skewered with meat (including delicious chicken hearts) slicing off as much as you like. I ate so much though this almost went in “New Stuff I Don’t Like”.

It’s Par(a)ty time!

February 7th, 2010

We have now left the Ilha Grande, where on our last day I felt like a cross between Steve Zissou and Terry Nutkins

Our last night was good – a couple of drinks and a nice dinner then bed at midnight. 2 minutes after having turned the lights out, however, the whole island had a power cut. No power = no fan. The solution? Blackout beers. This seemed very sensible until 7:15 the following morning when we had to leave.

Anyway, after a fairly treacherous few hours of hot hot hot travel (our bus thermometer said the outside temperature was 44 degrees at one point)  we finally got to Paraty, a well preserved colonial town.

We thought, though interesting, there wouldn’t be much to do here, and in the day tine once you have seen all the sites that is true. We went for a nice dinner in an Argentine style Grill (I had fillet steak and Nikki had vegetable kebabs, thanks for asking) and thought we wouldn turn in early. At night, however, the town comes alive

The entertainment centres on one of the town squares, but across the river they had a stand where there were pre carnival rehersals

We are looking forward to another similar night tonight, then tomorrow morning we start an epic journey – 6 Hours to Sao Paulo then change buses for another 12 hours to Florianopolis. Wish us luck…

Before I go, a quick “New Stuff I Like” update

7) Hellonicas. Hmmmm, planty…….

8) Street cake vendors (pay attention Whitefoot). We NEED this in Britain. Write to your MP.

Jungalists are you re-a-dy!

February 4th, 2010

errr, no. More of that later.

So we left Rio after another couple of nights,  and got the bus to Angra dos Reis. I was quite reassured at how comfortable the buses were even though we were only on it for 3 hours or so. We have some mamouth 24 hr+ journeys coming up soon but if all the buses are of simillar standard it should be tolerable.

Angra dos reis is a nice enough Place

but the main reason for us heading there was to catch the catamaran to Ilha Grande (thanks Sara).

Nikki has described the place a cross between Typhoon Lagoon and Jurrasic Park. It is 200km in circumfrance and covered in thick Jungle and forms part of Brazil’s Atlantic Rainforest.  We found a great Poussada owned by a guy called Pillel who has been really helpful.

On day one we packed our day sacks, strapped into our adventure sandals and set off into the deep jungle on an 8km trek.

We were in no way prepared for the fact we were climbing mountains covered in dense vegetation and full of Satans minions:

There are also loads of red squirels. You would be looking at a photo of one now were it not for the loudest annoying  girl who was behind us and stopped to look at what I was photographing and then shouted “thats a bit scrawny compared to the ones in Regents Park”. I was going to point out that they are a different species, but she really was too stupid to understand.

Anyway, the point of this walk? It takes you to 3 of the islands, (and in the case of #3 some say Brazil’s) best beaches. We had just climbed down from the top of this hill:

then got to beach #1 Las Palmas:

#2 Pousso:

#3 The last beach, Lopes Mendes is possibly the best I have ever seen:

The next day we went on an all day snorkling tour of the island
which was great but do you think that a) we put on enough suncream and
everythng was fine or b) we now look like we have been involved in a
chip-pan fire?

Correct.

(Nikki says sorry mum)

We did see some amazing fish, but none of the island’s Turtles.

Other interesting Fauna on the Island:

Blue crabs that hang out next to us whilst we have breakfast

Eagles that are everywhere

And intresting Flora:

Due to sunburn today we are in the shade all day planning our next moves. I think we will be here for 3 or 4 more nights, then we are heading further down the Costa Verde via Paraty to Ilha Santa Catarina where we hope to spend carnival in Florinopolis, and from there inland to Iguacu Falls.

Before I go a quick update for “New Stuff I Like”

5) Açai and Guarana smoothies. Hmmmm, antioxidents…..

6) Per kilo restaurants. A fantastically sensible idea.

Getting the hang of this traveling lark.

January 29th, 2010

We are still in Rio and its still amazing. Went for a walk today from our hotel in Ipanema via Aprodor down to Copacabana. Saw some fairly epic stuff on the way:

After this we again broke away from all the other tourists and took the cable car up Sugar Loaf mountain. (a tenner to the first person to spot us)

 The view from here is spectacular

 

 especialy if you  like watching jets take off and land beneath you (Jonny Burr).

 

moving on –

 A section I will try and update as often as possible is going to be called “New Stuff I Like”.

 1) Apim Frito. Plantainy goodness.

 

 2) Guarana. Nector of the Gods.

 

3) Caiprahinas. Not technicaly new, but amazing when done properly.

 

 4) My new 20mm f1.7 lens. Excellent for night photos.

 

 Off for some island life tomorrow, will update soon from my hamock. Ciao!