Delphi Club, Abacao Bahamas Saturday March 23, 2019

Breakfast had a pretty pineapple arrangement. As I mentioned earlier, one of these days I will come to breakfast before the hordes have had a serving of fruit.

After breakfast M, the two Michigan ladies and I went down to the beach for a walk. I started out ahead, as I knew that I would end up at the end of the line.

My goal for the morning was to reach the end of the beach on the short end. Almost there.

Mission accomplished, it was time to go back. Here is J from Michigan, she was looking for little beads, from fishing nets that were in the seaweed.

M kept on going and I went up to the room to do some stretching.

Which did not go well at all. My back seized up, and I had problems walking. I did make it up for lunch though. Grilled cheese and tomato soup again.

M had the Caesar Salad with sliced avocado.

My back had started to act up a bit when I was stretching so I went back to the room to lay down a bit. I was thinking about going into the pool, hoping the water might help, but I could not move further than our door. By the time Steve came back from fishing I was in really bad shape. Here I am on the floor. I had just taken a hot shower, Steve had put me in the chair. When he came back I was laying on the floor. I was feeling a faint coming on, and decided that if I was on the floor already I wouldn’t have far to go if I did faint!

First canapé was spiced apple on brie and a cracker. It is lovely and looks simple to make. I think just a little bit of chopped up apples in honey.

Next up was pork fritters and Cajun mayonnaise.

Our starter was a roasted peach salad on greens. I love fresh peaches, so I always find this salad especially yummy.

G had the beef tenderloin for his main.

I had the duo of lobster. One part was done in a tempura style, the other part of the tail was grilled. I gave some to G so he could have a surf and turf.

Dessert was really yummy. We had creme brûlée with an almond frangipane (that is cookie-for those of us like me who call a cookie a cookie) and a guava pastelle (jelly candy).

G hit the jackpot as he got to finish three. Steve doesn’t care for it, and M knows G loves it so, she gave him hers. She is a very good spouse. I wouldn’t give up a chocolate dessert for Steve!

G actually finished all of them! Here he is being silly and pretending to slurp them all up!

G and Steve had a good day fishing. G is working on retrieving his cast.

Yay! G got his first bonefish! He ended up catching four bonefish! Steve caught 11 bonefish and a barracuda.

Will my back recover?

Does G have sillier hats than Steve?

Will I have something different than grilled cheese for lunch tomorrow?

Delphi Club, Abaco, Bahamas. Friday March 22, 2019

Good morning! It is a beautiful day here. Back home In Poughkeepsie it is cold and rainy. At M and G’s home back home I think it is snowing! When we left the crocuses were just starting to peek their buds out of the ground.

Since I got a very bad result for my cholesterol levels the last time I was at the doctor’s, it is no eggs, but oatmeal for me. That and Lipitor are my new best friends. One of these days I will get up extra early, so that the fruit bowl looks a lot nicer. There were many non fishing spouses at breakfast today and they all wanted to know what the white speckled fruit was. My devoted blog followers would know the answer-it is Dragon fruit. So named because the outer part of the fruit looks like dragon scales. The

Did you know that fruit had protein in it? I didn’t.

After breakfast I took a short walk down to the beach, and then went back up and walked on the private limestone road. Earlier in the day, one of the guests was running along the road and saw a litter of piggies. She was afraid that the mama pig was going to attack her. I am always afraid that a wild boar will jump out of the bushes and gore me. Steve says that they are afraid of people, and would more likely turn around when they saw a human. I sure hope so, I don’t want to have to post LindasExcellentAdventures at the hospital.

Then it was back to the room for my stretching.

Soon it was time for lunch. Here is M enjoying the view. The Club is in process of improving the view and have cut down a number of trees.

The chips have changed since last time. We had triangular chips when we were here in January. M and I each had the grilled cheese and tomato soup for lunch. I had a glass of Rose. As it is Lent, M is abstaining from alcohol and Diet Coke.

I asked if there were any cookies after lunch, and we got some lovely mini banana muffins, and fresh fruit.

The rest of the afternoon was spent poolside. M did some laps, while I read one of my romance novels. M is reading the James Patterson book about Jeffrey Epstein. I am looking forward to all of the men involved in that scandal having their names announced. I am not sure if they can be arrested, but at least they can be shamed.

I had fun watching a little hermit crab walk across the patio, but have decided that although I found it interesting, I don’t think that the video was blog worthy.

The guys were late getting back from fishing. G and Steve spent the day wading. Steve caught three bonefish and a barracuda, of no great size. G had a nil for the day, but came very close to catching his first bonefish. Unfortunately, it was eaten by a shark halfway to the boat. He has just started to learn how to fly fish, we are hoping tomorrow will be a better day.

Gazpacho shooters were passed around. Dinner might have been even more fun if they had vodka in them!

Next up were baby scallop tempura, with pickled ginger dipping sauce.

Our starter was Tuna Tataki, Chritophene salad, micro greens, wasabi kewpie and citrus soy. I don’t like wasabi, so it was a little bit too zingy for me!

My entree, which I forgot to take a picture, of was Rack of Lamb. Steve had the Grouper.

At the Club this week were two couples from Michigan, One of them has a house near M and G’s Lake House in Michigan. H is 81 and plays in a jazz band once a month. So M and G will be taking a road trip to hear H play next summer. Another couple is from Boston. Unfortunately their flight was cancelled, and they couldn’t get to Delphi for two days! We have a couple from Brooklyn staying, I didn’t get a chance to talk much with them. We also have a couple that rented a house in Green Turtle Cay for a month. She surprised her husband with an overnight trip and day of fishing here. They are hoping that there is room for them to stay an extra night. At first I thought the whole trip was a surprise, but it was only this part of the trip.

M sat next to H from Michigan. He asked her why she wasn’t drinking, Now she could have been insulted and jokingly said that she was a raging alcoholic. Instead she told him the truth, that she gave up alcohol for Lent. He looked at her with a scowl on his face and said one word, “Fool!” and then when she said she also gave up Diet Coke he responded “Diet fucking coke? Does that even count?”. And she said, “That was even harder than the alcohol!.” Then M knew H was AOK,and he even gave her a copy of the CD for his jazz band.

No picture of dessert, as we had fruit and cheese for dessert. Everyone enjoyed the cheese, as everyone must know by now, I prefer something sweet for dessert! We did get some home made chocolates, dusted with coconut for dessert.

Will Greg catch a fish?

Will we get any people from the UK visiting? Everyone here now is an American.

Will there be a betting pool on hermit crab races?

Off to Delphi with friends! Thursday March 21, 2019

We are back to the current time frame. So all those who only read blogs posts about the current situation can rejoice!

What’s a good blog post with out some eye candy? You should know from past blog posts, that I find David Gandy terribly attractive. Steve gives me lots of grief when I mention that I find someone terribly attractive. I mistakenly mentioned years ago that I found the former senator from Massachusetts, Scott Brown as terribly attractive. Steve found this quite amusing. You remember him, he posed for as a nude centerfold years ago. Not that I have any of his pictures stored under my mattress or as screen saver….Anyway, back to the present. I have only eyes for Steve and David Gandy looking smolderingly from the window of a perfume store. Sigh.

Well our friends M and G are on the trip with us. They must have thought I was nuts to all of a sudden dart away from the TSA pre check line to take some random picture of a perfume store. Steve, who tries to remain unsurprised by my darting, could only roll his eyes. He knew there must have been some bright and shiny object to distract me.

M and G were instructed to go left, at the Pre Check lane, Steve and I to the right. Their Line looked shorter, and I was quite disturbed. I got more unhappy as our line seemed to be stuck in a holding pattern as -I kid you not-rolls of toilet paper had to be placed on the conveyor belt of the x-ray machine one at a time.

Eventually enough rolls of the toilet paper were removed from the box and it could be smashed enough so that the big box could go through the scanner.

We finally met up with M and G. They ended up in the regular line and had to remove their shoes, while we did not.

We found our gate where we sat and sat. We were pretty tired already, as we had a 5:15 car pickup from our house. M and G had to be up even earlier, as they live 20 minutes away.

There was a man sitting across from us, who seemed to be quite proud of his legs. Steve got me chuckling as he mentioned that the man “Must be very proud of his yams”. Yams? I started to giggle, they are called “gams, not yams!”. “Gam’s are only describing female legs, anyway”, I retorted!

We finally loaded onto the plane. Steve and I each had aisle seats. I looked at the seats on the left and the right. There was a large gentleman on the left, so i picked the lady on the right to sit next to. Steve doesn’t’ let anyone invade his space. He is a manspreader! The girl next to me was petite, and I didn’t have any problems with sharing the row.

I watched A Star Is Born. I liked it, but I am always driven crazy by managers and other friends who only have their own lives as a priority. I had seen the other versions before also, with Judy Garland and James Mason, and also the one with Barbra Streisand and Kris Kristofferson. After A Star is Born, I got to watch Bar Rescue, which is always one of my favorites. I like My 600 pound life, and also Hoarders. I do like to watch other peoples problems!

I was quite excited about the second Bar Rescue that was aired at 12:00, all about a Titty bar called Chicks on Dix! Unfortunately we landed and I missed the outcome!

Oh, well I will just have to try to find it on television another time!

We landed and wandered around the terminal until we found our gate. Although we didn’t have precheck, the line through the regular security was short. Our gate area was deserted as our flight wasn’t going to depart for another three hours.

We decided to have lunch at Nick’s Tomato Cafe. M is hidden behind G. Steve and G are wearing plaid shirts. Steve alway seems to wear a plaid shirt on his traveling days.

The pizza was very good. Steve and I had the mushroom pizza. M and G had the vegetable pizza.

We also each shared a plastic box of salad.

The guys were still a little hungry so we ordered another meat pizza.

Our waitress was a little bit cranky, so Steve deducted two dollars from his tip for her crankiness. Years ago, we used to eat dinner at a local restaurant and Steve loved one of the waitresses cute hair. He always left her an extra dollar because of her perfect hair. This way 30 years ago when a dollar was worth something! We ended up knowing her socially, and always laughed at the story.

Our plane was delayed for over an hour, but we finally were called to the gate and onto the plane.

Unfortunately Steve and I got the dreaded row 3, with no window.

I asked Steve if he could ask the flight attendant if we could move up to row 2 as no one was sitting there. She was really nice and let us move up.

We flew out of West Palm Beach and there were lots of private jets. This beautiful plane took off just before us. Someday I may have lots and lots of money and be able to blow it on a private jet ride! Now that will be a very excellent adventure! We flew over the coast, and got to ogle at all the big high rises.

After about 45 minutes we landed at Marsh Harbour. There had been a lot of rain earlier in the day. We were hoping that the coming week would not be filled with rain. Our first canapé was fried artichokes with dip. Sorry about the fuzziness, I must have been shaking the phone with excitement at being at Delphi again.

Second canapé was tuna on a cracker, or more formally vitello tonnatto!

Our first course was watermelon salad with feta cheese.

No one claimed the biggest fish, so Max took honors of head of the table. Steve, G and I had the Hogfish, with soft polenta and asparagus.

M, who is a vegetarian, had the lemon couscous, with asparagus and broccoli.

For dessert we had Ibiza mint and anise cheesecake, with Dulce de leche cream, and blackberry coulis.

That’s all for today.

Will M and G still be our friends by the end of the vacation?

Will G catch his first bonefish?

Will Steve sit at head of the table?

Puerto Varas, Chile Sunday January 15, 2017

Here is a recently active volcano. It is called Calbucco. It erupted two years ago. It spewed ash, not lava. Unlike Orsono is does not have a glacier on the summit as it has erupted frequently. No one died as all residents behaved properly and evacuated.

You can see how unafraid we are. We have a very fast and competent driver!

This is the ash.

The pumice was quite light.

Today we are going to see the first national park of Chile, walk in the lava fields of Orsono, and go to see some waterfalls!

Next we drive to the first National Park in Chile. The Green Lagoon.

Very tall beech trees.

The water was so green.

I loved the reflection of the trees.

The Laguna Verde has gotten stagnant due to the lowering of the lake levels. As this is a national park they can not enlarge the channel.

Here Isabel is telling us the myth of LLanquihue.

Once there was a beautiful maiden. Her head is the right part of the mountain. She was laid to to appease the spirits of the mountains. (Her breasts are in the cloud bank.) Her heart was removed and tossed into the volcano. Her loving prince who couldn’t save her in time turned himself into a condor and circles the volcanos to this day looking for her heart. Very sad.

Orsono is in the background. Getting closer!

We stop to examine a fissure where excess steam can escape. More husbands need this. This is a linear volcanic vent through which lava erupts, usually without any explosive activity.

Here is what is called a false volcano. It is not the main eruption point.

Almost to the parking lot where we will start our hike.

The parking lot elevation, longitude and latitude. We’ve are at almost the exact latitude as Poughkeepsie, except south of the equator. It could be downhill from here, but of course it is not.

The ski area on the side of the Volcano Orsono. It’s summer now, so only hiking, no skiing.

Volcanic ash.

Let’s follow the ash road and see where it shall lead us.

Steve in his sexy floppy hat to keep his face protected from the sun. Mine is just as bad!

There was a rain storm and much of the ash eroded.

They call this the iron hill, due to the iron deposits.

Some of the steps were tricky. You had to watch where you were going or you could get your foot twisted in the log supports and take a tumble.

Steve admiring the view on the way up. That hat doesn’t look so bad from this angle.

Slow and steady and I just might make it to wherever Isabel says is as high as we will go.

Yay ! We are done! No why didn’t someone reframe the picture so that lady wasn’t in it?

This is as far as we got. Thank heavens! Not the top, but who carries ice crampons in their luggage? That hat looks especially bad from this angle.

Our high point. This ascent was enough for me.

So here Steve and I stand with Argentina behind us. That is Volcan Puntiagudo behind us. Do you know how long that took me to learn? It even looks like we are above the clouds!

This lady is waiting at the zip line jump off spot. No thank you, although I was awfully tired of walking.

Steve and Isabel just before we make a left to head down to the parking lot.

Take that you volcanic pile of dirt!

Isabel is leading us down. She is in terrific shape as she takes guests on this hike a couple of days a week. Maybe this is why she said it was such a short walk!

Here is a lousy job. Volcanic ash shoveler.

Just a little bit more down the hill! Ha!

Wait! Nobody told me we could take the chair lift up!

I swear I am going to kill Isabel!

They are leaving me in the volcanic ash dust.

Almost to the parking lot as we can see plants.

Isabel is telling us that the parking lot is just ahead.

Steve’s sneakers were full of ash.

In the background on the deck is the actor Anthony Daniels, who played C3PO in the Star Wars movies. He had been on the same hike that we did to the Verde Laguna. I did not recognize him as he wasn’t wearing his gold costume from the movie!

Good bye Orsono!

Down to sea level from the slopes of Orsono, we see bamboo trees again.

Lunch will be at Don Salmon.

Isabel leads the way in.

We were ushered to a table with a lovely view of LLanquihue Lake. It was too cold and windy to eat outside.

Empanadas with pico de gallo.

One must always look at the dessert bar first!

Food!

Food!

And more food!

My mixed assortment of a lot of different stuff to eat. No dessert pictures, they were hard to plate and I made a mess.

Steve liked this display, I wonder why!

Gaucho hats used by the staff to wave people driving down the highway into the restaurant parking lot. On our first day in the town of Puerto Varas we noticed many people with signs stating “House to Rent”. Can you imagine? You have no idea what you are getting into. The place could be a dump! Even worse, you could find an axe murderer waiting for you in the house you want to rent for a weekend! No thank you!

This place was similar to an upscale Cracker Barrel Restaurant, except it was a buffet.

Shirts for sale imported from China with Gander Mountain New Jersey label!

Parking lot was halfway full when we left. An hour later when we drove by again it was totally full. The hat wavers had returned to other duties.

So we get back into the car. Francisco our trusted driver will hopefully step on the gas and get us out of trouble if their are any volcanic eruption warnings!

Our next stop is to the famous Chilean waterfalls named after the horse fly! Thankfully we were not bothered by them.

This is an illustration that is hard to read as I had a bad reflection from the sun. The lakes flow from left to right and then into the inner Chilean sea that then flows into the Pacific. The Andes mountains are in the background.

This is just a side channel of the real falls.

The best is still yet to come. This creek was dry a few weeks ago.

Orsono to the left middle. Lago Llanquihue on the bottom. The falls drain from Lagos Todos dos Santos. Aqui is where we are.

Notice the German on the sign. The area was settled by German in the 1850’s. More on that tomorrow.

Todos dos selfies y el Rio in elbackgroundo. Doesn’t that sound Chilean?

Now how pretty is that?

I’m trying to get you to ignore the railing.

A double volcano with double waterfall and double Lant shot. Can this be topped? I don’t think so! Don’t forget the double sunglasses and tan pants! If only I had a plaid shirt.

It was crazy crowded. Isabel says every Chilean visits here once in their lifetime. It was not a bad walk at all. Lots of pretty waterfalls and rushing water. Plus volcanos in the background!

That water was a lovely shade of green.

There were a few guards around to prevent people from being stupid and standing on the fences to take selfies. No guards in this picture, they must have been chasing away somebody else!

Doesn’t Steve look like he is crazy in love with me? Or do you think it is gas?

Can you figure out what this means?

Obviously these Chileans don’t follow the rules. They could be Argentinians on a day trip. Isabel was always shaking her head about people that that. She thought they were from Argentina. Steve’s feet are fully behind the red line. Both of us are sticklers about rules, especially me!

Many salmon live here. Fishing is only allowed further downstream.

Isabel is explaining the rock formations. The lower rocks are in a fan shape. The upper layer is in a horizontal layer. This shows you that there has been geological movement of the rocks.

We headed back to the car as we have had enough hiking.

Isabel needed a pick-me-up, so it was Mate time.

You knew I would take some if offered, didn’t you?

Hmm, looks like I was in need of an upper lip waxing when I got home!

Steve tried it also, he didn’t go for seconds.

We needed to drive back to Puerto Varas before we returned to our hotel as I somehow managed to leave my rain jacket in Coyhaique. I emailed our travel agent to see if it could be located in Coyhaique and then sent to me care of the Ritz Carlton when we returned to Santiago later in the week. We knew that if we brought a new jacket mine would be found and returned. If we didn’t get one it would pour on our trip to Easter Island and the Galapagos. So since I might have accidentally on purpose (not) left my jacket in Coyhaique we went to the Patagucci site in town and got me a beautiful red Goretex jacket. It is so beautiful and has many special flourishes (hidden pockets, an elongated hood to protect my proboscis from the rain)! It is bright red so that Steve will always be able to locate me! I am so in love with it. It was even on sale! Only 219,000 Chilean dollars! I do wish they would do something about all the zeros in their prices!

We never did dip our toes in Lago LLanquihue. It did look very popular, with many people frolicking on the beach.

Isabel was enjoying her Mate break. The drink is not served hot, but very warm. It has an herbal taste to it and gives you quite a jolt of alertness. It used to be given to the miners, to keep them alert and happy while they were on the job.

We returned to Quincho with my new love, a red Patagucci rain jacket. In case you don’t know or already know, and want to be reminded, Patagonia products are affectionately or derisively called Patagucci. I must admit that I am not as cool as I thought, as I did not know they were called Patagucci until I met Isabel. It’s a play on the words Patagonia and Gucci!

Let’s take a walk around the grounds before dinner. Come along. Let’s start in the back.

One of the fence posts covered by lichens.

Our room was on the second floor. It had a lovely view of LLanquihue.

Another view of the back of the house. We were the only guests staying there Sunday night, so it was as if we had the whole house for ourselves!

Gorgeous hydrangeas!

There were some red bushes down a path. I told Steve we would not go down the path, as that meant we would have to go back up on the way back!

Another view of the back of the house. I looked up our room on the internet and we are staying in the honeymoon suite!

Pretty pink and whites.

They don’t have deer problems here!

This purple color I am so crazy about!

Steve enjoying the view. He told me we should buy property here. I told him he is nuts. Better to vacation and not have any worries.

Purple.

Purple pink?

Lilac colored.

Fuschia.

These yellow flowers were in a vase in our room. Isabel used to work here and she called the woman on the housekeeping staff a Bruja-a witch who does magic and straightens everything out.

We have now moved to the front of the property.

They even had a soccer field where the young children of the family played when they lived here ten years ago.

The barn where the crew shells were stored. Maybe they had the barbecues here?

The front of the house.

Window on the right is above the jacuzzi in our room and the one on the left is in the walk in closet. The room was humongous!

It was just the two of us at dinner tonight.

The blue white hydrangeas on the dinner sill.

Fresh rolls.

I had the sweet squash pie with blue cheese.

Steve had Chilean Hake Seviche to start.

Steve had the grilled trout, corn pie and grilled vegetables. (Yes, that does look like an omelette!)

I had veal filet for my entree with vegetables, potatoes and Chilean sea weed (bull kelp). I circled the bull kelp for you as I knew you were curious!

We had creme brûlée for dessert. I have never had one so soupy before, but I still finished it!

What color purple do you like the best?

Are you team Star Wars, or team Star Trek?

Did you think bull kelp was seaweed or something else entirely?

Puerto Varas, Chile Saturday January 14, 2017

Our driver and our guide Isabel meet us at the airport in Puerto Montt to bring us to the town of Puerto Varas located on the shore of Lago LLanquihue. Lago means Lake. Llanquihue is pronounced “Yankee-Way”! The town has become quite a popular place to live and the townspeople tell all their friends who don’t live here “You don’t want to come here, it is a terrible place to stay!”. They are hoping that the place does not get bigger and change in a bad way.

We drive down the driveway with beautiful purple hydrangeas to our hotel for the next two nights, Quincho Casa. Quincho means Barbecue, and there is a large barn on the property where the former owners used to host barbecues. Now the house has been renovated to be a four bedroom hotel.

We enter the main room and are offered a glass of Sauvignon blanc.

We are staying in the Ibis room. This is the former owner’s master bedroom.

In the entry way is a tray of fresh fruit.

Too pretty to eat!

Our room before it is trashed with our clothes strewn all over with me looking for my rain slicker that I seem to have misplaced.

The bed with beautiful woven pillows and blanket.

Fresh flowers from the gardens.

Our view of the Orsono Volcano from our room.

Here’s a closer view. You can see this volcano from town also. I think it would be exciting to live near a lake the size of Lake Tahoe, with active volcanos nearby. Orsono is inactive, but there are other active volcanos nearby.

The view towards Lago Llanquihue.

One side of the walk in closet. I am not sure what the racks on the lower left are for. Since I don’t have such a fancy closet at home I wouldn’t know.

The two person bath tub.

Here is a picture of the bathtub. It even has a mirror in it in case you want to shave or reapply your lipstick!

The sink area, no picture of the toilet or the shower that looked like it was big enough for four people! I love those heated towel bars.

We descended the stairs to go to dinner. The staircase was a work of art, with a beautiful curving handrail. This place must have cost a fortune to build!

Our table awaits. It is so nice to be able to eat dinner at the hotel and not run into town and look for a restaurant.

We had a lovely view of the volcano from our table at dinner.

Fresh rolls. We had four, but Steve grabbed one before I could take a picture!

Fresh greens.

I had the venison with squash. It was so tender and yummy!

Steve had the salmon with quinoa.

Dessert was apple strudel and lingonberries with vanilla ice cream. We went upstairs to our room after dinner.

We were told to watch the Volcano Orsono at sunset.

The colors would change every few minutes!

So pretty!

Good night!

Do you prefer your rolls fresh or stale?

Do you have a fancy closet in your house?

Do you think the porcelain sinks above the counters look dated already?

Coyhaique Chile, Friday January 13, 2017

Today is our last full day at Coyhaique. We will learn all about sheep farming and attend an Asado-a South American Barbeque!

What better way to start the day than a a lemon meringue tart at breakfast? Well maybe if I had a raspberry Pisco sour also! I am trying to get Julio to make me a raspberry Pisco sour at dinner tonight. I think it gets lost in translation as he nods his head, yes to me, but always gives me a regular.

Gaston and I are off on our adventure. Cathy and Juan will hike as she doesn’t care to ride. On the right you see poplar trees that are so popular here. That and fences. Those are the key factors that I use to determine where I am. The country side is similar to New Zealand or Montana. They may have fences, but not in front of all the properties in town! Nor so many poplar trees!

Here you can see the effects of the constant Pantagonian wind. Tree growth is stunted on one side of the tree.

Off to the hills above Coyhaique we will go.

Our destination was Fundo Panguilemu. http://turismopanguilemu.com/en/ One of the products of the ranch is baby greens that they sell to local restaurants, inns and local markets. They also sell strawberries and fresh eggs.

This gentleman works on the farm and was packaging greens. He is from Denmark. That’s a long way from home. He also had a beautiful blonde man bun. I did not flirt with him. I might have wanted to though!

Here I am all saddled up. I forgot the horses name, but he was a delight. He looked intimidating as he was very dark. But he was a sweet heart. I got to wear chaps, to protect me from the prickers and gloves as it was very windy and cold. I also wore a helmet.

And we are off. Jose who owns the farm led us on the ride. We would be gone for three hours.

This was a wonderful horse riding experience. The scenery was tremendous and listening to Jose was incredible. He had been involved in consulting on sustainable agriculture and breeding of sheep. He finally got a chance to buy a ranch and put his ideas into action.

Here I am in Patagonian heaven. Shoulders back, heels down, toes up, chest open, head up and a big smile on my face!

Here is a photo showing the differences in farming methods using sustainable agriculture versus traditional methods. Field on the upper part of the screen is farmed using traditional Chilean methods. Grass appears brown and sparse. Field on the lower part of the photo shows thick green grass and flowers. Jose’s property used to look like the brown property. In just four years he has changed the land with his methods!

Jose’s theory is to have large numbers of sheep on smaller parcels with a shorter rotation. The poop fertilizes the ground, the weight of the animals compress the plants into the ground which enriches the soil. He feels you don’t necessarily need large amounts of property, just the proper number of animals and the right rotation from feeding area to area.

Such gorgeous scenery.

This is the sheep shearing shed. It was constructed to minimize animal stress when shearing.

Here I am avidly listening and thinking up my next set of questions.

Here is Gaston. I hope to find out if his wife’s name is Belle.

I would call Jose’s outfit half gaucho.

The dirt is so rich looking!

Jose and his wife Lizzie own approximately 2000 sheep. They have eight Pyrenees dogs to protect the flock from predators and rustlers. Unfortunately 20 sheep were recently stolen. The dogs lead the sheep from pasture to pasture.

There are 50 rams that are kept in a pasture until it is time for sheep sex. Pregnancy lasts about 5 months. There is only a short time that the male and female are allowed to get together. Lambing is controlled, you don’t want birthing to last for many weeks. It can’t be too early as it might be too cold, and the lambs will die. You don’t want it to late, as the fleece might not be ready for market. A ewe (mama lamb) often has twins.This is Jose giving us a demonstration how the dogs herd the sheep. Some of the sheep were not rounded up when the group was moved to the new pasture. So Jose got his New Zealand herding dog (who had accompanied us on our ride) to send the sheep off to the other herd. Jose used a series of whistles to get the dog to move the sheep and then return to us. The Pyrenees dogs lead the sheep.

Here are hundreds of sheep , it was magical.

All those white dots are sheep and a few dogs.

Running and cavorting all over!

Just spread my ashes here when I die.

Rio Simpson. The ranch goes all the way down to the river. I was too polite to ask how many acres the ranch is.

A closeup of a healthy field.

Come on down! We will go see the cattle and the chicken sheds. The chicken sheds are the little white buildings on the right. Jose has a very large ranch!

The chicken coops are on trailers that move. They are moved every week or so. The ground beneath becomes very fertile. The chickens are free to come and go into the coops. This is considered pasture range chickens. Free range only means that the chickens can go outside. These guys get a fenced in large yard, with plenty of bugs and grass to eat. Healthy chickens produce eggs high in omega 3. The doors are shut at night so puma and mink can’t eat chicken for dinner.

Many happy chickens. About 500 eggs are collected each day at three different times. There are too many eggs to be gathered at once!

These cattle will not be happy much longer. They have just arrived at the farm. They will be castrated and then join the rest of the herd.

These cows and a few oxen are in the happy field. What happened to them, happened a long time ago!

Gaston leads the way to the yurts where we are to warm up and have some coffee to warm up. The Patagonian wind is fierce!

We cross the little bridges and go down hill. It’s hard to walk after a morning riding a horse.

Gaston says “Lindita, come inside!”

The interior is set up for a small snack.

This is the communal living and dining area. Jose and his wife Lizzie have ecotourists who can also stay here.

Do you need to wash your hands before lunch? Come along with me.

Toilet, sink and shower, but no cell coverage.

Who wants to sit for awhile? Doesn’t this room look cozy?

I did perch here before snack, that was really lunch.

The ceiling of the yurt. A gentle fan kept the air nice.

This is zucchini jam with almonds, I have never had that before. Delicious.

Warm rolls!

Scrambled eggs, the eggs were collected only hours ago! We also had Ham and local butter and cheese.

Jose has hair! I have helmet head!

Strawberries with whipped cream.

Beautiful flowers! This was a top notch operation.

A warm brownie with more whipped cream. I am calling this my Volcan Hudson that I didn’t get the day before.

Jose and Lizzie. She is from New Zealand. She always wanted to live on a sheep farm. I told them each how lucky they were to be married to an attractive wonderful person whose careers matched what they wanted to do!

Some fine wool in the making.

We are off to see the inside of they yurts that they have for guests. Are you curious? I was.

Just your basic yurt with bathroom attached.

A romantic bed set up for two.

Julio says “Gaston, you must see the view!”

Insert “awesome” in Spanish!

A full shower and toilet.

Heat and electricity, but no cell service!

My hips say no more horse back riding! I will ride along with Lizzie in the beat up car.

This is called the monkey puzzle tree. Araucaria. It is very prickly. It is considered sacred to the natives. It brings good luck to those that plant it.

Alas, it’s time to head back in the fancy jeep and return to Coyhaique River Lodge.

A final good bye to the farmhouse.

Good bye!

Our last gate. This has been one of my favorite rides. The scenery was breathtaking, and the lessons I learned on sustainable agriculture were very interesting.

Cattle on another ranch.

Another one lane bridge, and incoming on the bridge. We must wait our turn.

Rio Simpson, due to all the rain, the river has been too turbid to fish in. Perhaps we will come again so Steve can try his luck. Part of this river flows through Jose’s ranch.

I didn’t show you the kitchen in the lodge. Lots of garlic!

Do you want to see where they are roasting the lamb for dinner? Vegetarians avert your eyes! We will have dinner in the shed tonight.

Julio says “Si! You may take a picture!”

The split lamb is near the fire. All the fat drips away, leaving only the meat.

I can’t wait for dinner! Think that will be enough wine for dinner?

Raspberry Pisco Sour, Julio came through!

Steve was back on the smaller streams today and caught 34 trout. All in all he had a great week fishing, and is looking forward to fishing in South America again!

Here is one of his beauties that he caught.

A montage from his pictures.

These are some of the flies used by the anglers. This is the coffee table in the great room.

I mentioned before about adding ito or city to names to give nicknames. I inquired of Gaston and Francisco (Pancho) what the nicknames for all the guests would be. Steve=Stevito, Linda=Lindita, Gaston=Gastonito, Tim=Timisoara, Dan=Danilo, Cathy=Cathacito, Dave=Davito, and Eric=Ericito. Poor Bert was told no nickname for you, but Gaston and Pancho said that he could be called Tito!

Salud! Gaston’s wife did not show up, so C and I held court at our end of the table. Her husband had a conference call and had to miss dinner.

The Coderoelpole was ready.

The appetizer was empanadas. I thought mine was empty at first, and then realized that I was supposed to fill them with the pico de gallo.

The carving of the beast.

A few pieces got a little more cooked.

The lamb and a potato. The lamb tasted like roast pork. It was very good, but I thought that it would taste like lamb chops. It did not.

I told C that she got the Patagonian oyster.

Here is Steve telling C another story about a fish that he caught. C was very attentive to Steve’s story; as a fishing spouse, she knew when to nod her head and appear interested while Steve nattered on!

Alejandro, one of the guides does not like lamb. He likes potatoes. I asked if he was part Irish. Yes, by then I had drunk many Pisco Sours, and much wine, and thought that my question was exceedingly clever!

More Saluds!

Here is Tito, one of the guests doing the wine flask drinking game. He is a pro! Have I mentioned yet that I hate the sound of my voice?

Gaston is a real pro also!

Steve was a good sport and tried it also. You can tell that he was not a party animal in college! I kept him on a tight leash. I tried it also, but as Steve was taking the video, there was no usable video!

Yes, we finished many bottles of wine. This is halfway through the evening!

Dessert was a fried donut with caramel sauce. It was piping hot, and delicious, but if it were served with vanilla ice cream then it would have been spectacular!

Here I am, making the moves on Julio. I asked if he had a wife? No. A girlfriend? Gaston said that he had several! And now, one more!

More Saluds . As it was our last night there was a lot of toasting!

After dinner snackling of the Carcass . (You read that right, in our family we call snacking on a roast snackling).

Me and Julio. Girlfriend numero seis!

He looks totally unsurprised by my actions!

I left the men to discuss world issues. Like what fly is their favorite.

No questions today, as the post is long enough already!

Coyhaique, Chile. Wednesday January 11, 2017

It appears that I posted Thursday’s blog post before Wednesday. Oh well, here is the proper post. Reread Thursday’s again before I post Friday and you will be all set!

Wednesday morning! Since Steve was such a good sport in spending the day with me yesterday, I told him I would tag along with him today. I always say that I don’t want to get between him and a big fish. Steve says that he doesn’t mind. I hope I catch at least one fish and he gets the big ones!

Here is an exposed copper cut in the rocks. See the green? That is oxidized copper!

Steve and our guide for the day, Troy. They are looking for fish.

Steve looking at the condors. They are somewhere above us.

The two black spots above Steve’s head are condors.

Here is a video of them. Don’t worry about the above picture being sideways. The video plays normal.

Armadillo road kill. These guys are very hairy. This one was very flat and hairy.

Steve casting. I fished a little bit, but as I had no luck I found a nice log and leaned against it while I read a book. It sure was difficult getting back up again! You can see why Steve enjoys fly fishing so much. The countryside here is gorgeous.

Here is Steve landing a fish. Did you know that in 2016 Steve caught 2028 fish? C’s husband is a big fisherman also. His goal is to go fishing for a week every month of the year. So this is how Steve started his goal (he says I started the goal) of a fish a month until he is too old and decrepit to fish. This is why we are always traveling! So far on the three days he has fished at Coyhaique he has caught 114 fish!

Steve and his nice fish.

The fields were filled with pretty flowers.

Part of our adventure was crossing the barbed wire fence.

Foot placement and hip elevation is important in crossing the fences in your waders and fishing boots.

Steve was more graceful than I was, but he has been doing this for years.

Up and over.

When I went over the fence I was sure I was going to fall on my butt! But I didn’t. Ha Ha!

The signage for roads is great here. You would think with all the gravel roads, they would have lousy signs, but that is not true at all. This is where we will stop for lunch.

So here I am beat and tired and waiting to sit down and eat lunch. I almost caught an 18 1/2 inch fish. I lost him just at the end as the guide was unable to net him. Steve and all the other guests at the lodge say that the fish counted as it was operator error by the guide in not netting the fish. Steve caught quite a few fish in the morning. I only wanted one little fish. I was not happy to have the big fish on. When you don’t understand what the guide is saying because you don’t know the lingo it makes it difficult to land the fish. For some unknown reason, this is one of Steve’s favorite pictures of me!

This was my throne at lunch.

Steve is showing a gate where some sheep wiggle through. That is sheep fleece on the fence.

Appetizers at lunch.

Asparagus soup.

Lunch was potatoes, and pork with tomatoes and onions.

Our fancy lunch set up. Now ordinarily Steve does not look like an 80 year old man without his dentures. I must have taken the picture of him mid chew.

Dessert was rice pudding. It looked even worse in real life.

Here is a grey may fly. This is what the fish are eating. The fish eat them up like crazy!

It’s time for Pisco Sours! Can you believe it is 8:15 pm? The sun won’t set until 9:30!

Here is Julio with tonight’s snackies.

More empanadas. These are meat, not cheese. I am making Julio a star!

Deconstructed chicken Caesar salad.

Beef with salsa and some potato corn glop.

Tonight’s dessert. Dulce de leche with broiled meringue.

Almost 10:00 pm and it’s still light out!

Julio brought me an after dinner drink tonight. Manzanilla! I think he really enjoyed me taking his picture all the time!

Today Steve caught 29 fish, he would have caught more, but I was fishing also, and enticed some of the fish from his flies.

That’s it for today!

Have you ever seen a dead armadillo?

How about a live one?

Should Steve continue his streak, or just go cold turkey and stop the nonsense?