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Galapagos

We flew into San Cristobal from Quito late in the afternoon and met our guide for the week, John. Straight away we went to our boat, The Millennium. Throughout the last 12 weeks Marc has been telling everyone how much he was looking forward to using the jacuzzi which was in our room on the boat and so when John told him that it wasn’t working his face just fell! I had been telling him that it wasn’t really environmentally friendly anyway but he was still gutted!

The boat started its engines late in the night and we went to the island of Espagnola . It is the southernmost island of the Galapagos and following a successful programme to remove all the feral species, is the most pristine. In the morning we went to Gardner Bay which was a beautiful white sand beach. There were sea lions absolutely everywhere and they weren’t in the slightest bit fazed that we were there too. They very much reminded me of Marc. We have seen them on rocks and boats and the way they lie there looking so relaxed with one flipper hanging off and constantly shuffling another inch to get to that ultimate comfy position is just how Marc is when he is trying to get comfy on the settee!

Each colony of sea lions consists of a dominant male and from a few to 30 females with their young. The dominant male then spends much of his day swimming from one border of his territory to the other, defending it against the other males. As there are many males without colonies these surplus males congregate together in bachelor colonies.

We wandered along the beach for a bit and then put on all our snorkeling gear and got in the water. Marc and I have never snorkeled before and it took a few minutes to get used to, especially when sea lions would appear in front of you out of nowhere giving me quite a fright! It was wonderful swimming with the sea lions, they are as graceful in the water as they are clumsy on land. We swam around a rock about 200m off the beach and saw diamond stingrays, blue chin parrotfish, king angelfish and my favourite the yellow tailed surgeonfish. We saw huge shoals of them, they were a marvelous bright blue colour with a yellow tail and two darker blue stripes going down across its eyes.

In the afternoon we went to Punta Suarez on the western tip of the island. When we got off the boats it was hard to put your foot down without stepping on a crab or a marine iguana, they were everywhere! The crabs were mostly Sally Lightfoot crabs and were a reddish colour with bits of turquoise. We then saw our first blue footed booby. We have seen t-shirts in all the shops saying “I love boobies”, but so far Marc has resisted! We walked along the coastline and saw a yellow breasted heron, Nazca boobies, frigates, Galapagos doves, mockingbirds, yellow warblers, all kinds of finches, marine and land iguanas and waved albatrosses. We sat on the edge of the cliffs and watched the waves force their way up through a blowhole and create a huge 30ft spray which turned into a fine mist, it was beautiful. We then stood for ages mesmerized by the mating rituals of the albatross. It involved two of them circling their bills around each others bills making a clattering noise then one would stop and make a funny stuttering noise whilst the other shot his head and neck upright in the air honking. Then the bowing, bill clicking, bill circling, swaying and freezing, honking and whistling would start again! It was utterly fascinating to watch, apparently it goes on for a couple of hours. They weigh 5kg on average and have a wing span of up to 2.4m and is the largest bird in the islands. Espagnola has a flat surface for nesting and nearby sea cliffs from which to become airborne, they waddle up to the edge and simply drop off with wings outstretched!

From here the boat carried on to Floreana. I had to miss dinner that night as the boat was swaying so much I just couldn’t face it. I am definitely not suited to living on a boat! Marc on the other hand has adapted very well to living on a boat. He calls himself an old sea dog, swaying with the grace of a sea lion as he walks forward, using the movement of the boat to guide him to his next comfy seat. In the morning we went to Punta Cormorant, a beach near which there is a lake inhabited with flamingos. The flamingos were a really vivid bright shade of pink, quite unlike the pale coloured ones we had seen in Namibia. We then spent a while on another beach looking at the different types of crabs. The water here is the most beautiful turquoise colour I have ever seen, the beaches so white and the sand is so fine it is like flour, not grainy at all.

We then took a short 30 minute journey in the boat to Post Office Bay on the north side, where there was a sea lion, great blue heron and lots of crabs there to greet us. There is a custom for visitors here to place unstamped letters and postcards in the postbox and deliver free of charge any addressed to their own destinations. We looked through hundreds of postcards but didn’t find any addressed to people in St Albans or Belfast which was a pity, I think Marc is missing his postman job!

We put on our snorkeling gear again and spent the next hour and a half in the water. We saw some diamond stingrays, an octopus, pufferfish, steamer hogfish and best of all, sea turtles. It was magical, the rest of the group had gone further on so it was just Marc and me holding hands following a sea turtle round for at least 10 minutes. It knew we were there and seemed to slow down so we could swim with it and kept looking round at us. It was huge, about 1m long and 150kg and swam the same way I do, using its front legs whilst its back legs were just dead weights being dragged along behind not moving at all!

We got back on the boat and we made our way to Santa Cruz island with dolphins swimming just in front of the boat and diving in and out of the water. In the morning we went ashore at Puerto Ayora, the main town, and got on a bus to the highlands. We stopped off at a lava tube which is a natural underground tunnel. It was formed when lava flowed and a hard crust formed on the outside but when the lava stopped flowing a tunnel remained. It was about 4-5m wide and up to 15m high in some places. The one we saw was over 400m long. From here we went to see giant tortoises in the wild. We saw about 12 in total and could have stayed watching them for a long time. I was surprised how big they were and especially the size of their legs, they looked like an elephants legs, all dried out and wrinkly. The face was very cute, apparently when Steven Spielberg did ET he based how ET looked on the face of the giant tortoise and it really did look similar! It was interesting to just watch them plodding about and eating leaves. When anyone approached too quickly, they would hiss and draw back into their shells.

We then went to the Charles Darwin research centre where we saw Lonesome George and the breeding programme to boost the population of giant tortoises. The tortoises are repatriated to their home islands when they are about 4 years old (1.5kg). The population of them was depleted when whalers arrived in the 18th and 19th centuries and took them on board to have as meat and also to render their fat to use as oil. When goats were introduced to the island in the 1950’s and ate all the vegetation this further reduced the population. Lonesome George was found in 1972 and is the only surviving member of the Isla Pinta subspecies. He has lived with 2 females from Wolf volcano on Isabela island for the last 10-15 years who are the closest to his species in the hope of mating. We found out that one of the females has finally laid some eggs and that George is due to be a daddy by the end of the year!

The next morning we arrived in Santa Fe. We went on a trail and saw lots of wonderful tree cacti (opuntia cactus) some of which were 10m high. We also saw the Santa Fe land iguana which is found nowhere else in the world, lava lizards, pelicans and a hawk. After an hour or so we went back on board the boat and put on our snorkeling gear and snorkeled just off the boat. Marc did what he had always wanted to do and fell backwards off the edge of the panga (dingy), he looked quite the diver! We swam along a small island and again saw lots of wonderful fish, more yellow tailed surgeonfish, a lobster, lots of black striped salema, rainbow wrasse, giant damselfish and a reef cornetfish. The reef cornetfish was about 1.2m long and only about 5-10cm wide and darted about below us. We also saw orange cup coral and then the sea lions started playing with us. We stayed there for ages whilst they swam around us, popping up in front of our faces and then swimming off in the opposite direction, always getting so close but never colliding with us at any time.

We then had another huge lunch and a siesta and arrived at South Plaza island. Here we saw swallowtail gulls, a celp, a lava gull and marine and land iguanas. The marine iguana is the world’s only seagoing lizard and grazes on seaweed underwater. They spend hours basking in the sun to restore their internal temperature after diving in the water. They seemed to be everywhere draped over warm rocks, in rows facing the same way to maximize exposure to the sun and snort little puffs of spray into the air as they expel salt ingested during dives. They have scarlet and aqua tones highlighting their black skin., and looked scaly and wrinkly. The land iguana looks different from the marine iguanas as it is a yellow colour and has a spiny crest. They like to eat the pads and flowers of prickly pear cacti and when we where there we saw some fighting over a cactus that had been blown to the ground. It was hard to walk on the island without stepping on either an iguana, sea lion or lava lizard. The lava lizards are tiny compared to the iguanas, only about 10-15cm in length, and they are constantly scurrying across the rocks.

Although the island was tiny it was one of the most enjoyable islands, we took so many photos of the land iguanas it is just as well digital cameras were invented! The island was covered with sesuvium (carpet weed) which gave the ground a wonderful colour of green, and all kinds of shades of red and orange.

We travelled overnight to Rabida island which was a tiny island (5sq km) with dark red sand beaches, quite a contrast to the white floury beaches we had been on before. Here we saw pelicans nesting. The young had such a soft looking white downy covering and were very entertaining to watch. We saw one which had just woken up, first it stretched one wing out then the other and then it did a backwards lunge with one leg as if to stretch it out. It looked like it was doing some bizarre yoga pose! The pelicans catch their food by shallow plunge diving. We watched as they flew with their bill pointing downwards and then suddenly plunged into the water with a huge splash. When it surfaces it drains its distensible pouch of water and swallows the fish. The ones we watched seemed to be catching quite large fish as you could see the fish shape sticking out against the inside of the pouch! The pelicans fly so low across the water almost skimming the surface but never quite touching the waves.

We then went snorkeling and again saw many wonderful fish. It is always a struggle when we get back on board to try and remember what they all looked like and to then try and identify them all! This time we saw large banded blenny, creole fish, azure parrotfish, blue chin parrotfish, blue seastar and giant seastars, rainbow wrasse, white salema, a panemic horse conch and numerous others which we saw every time we went snorkeling. Marc dived down and picked up a blue seastar to show me. It was a bright blue on top and orange underneath and when he dropped it back down to the bottom it landed the wrong way up with the orange side on top. Instantly a small fish came along and pushed it with its lips and turned it the correct way up, it was amazing to watch. The two really special fish that we loved were the hieroglyphic hawkfish and the flag cabrilla. The hieroglyphic hawkfish was blue with darker blue bands and markings and was hiding amongst lava rocks, and the flag cabrilla was marked like an army camouflage, different shades of green in a patchy design.

After lunch we arrived in Santiago island also known as James island. We went to James Bay on the western side of the island which was a black sand beach. The rocks and lava pools there had hundreds of Sally Lightfoot crabs and of course there sea lions there. The sea lions are so inquisitive and playful, two of them were playing in the water at Marc’s feet. We went snorkeling and saw lots of fish as there was a large coral reef just off the shoreline. New fish we saw were panamic sergeant majors and bumphead parrotfish which was instantly recognizable by the bump on its head! We saw 7 sea turtles in total but spent most of our time in the water following one about. We watched it as it fed on a green moss like plant that grew on the coral, it didn’t look like it was worth it the small amounts it was nibbling as it was so huge, so it must have been tasty! It is such a joy to be swimming with sea turtles, they were less than a metre away and we swayed along with them in the currents. Seeing their shells and all the markings on it so close up and looking at them swimming is fascinating. When I booked this trip I mustn’t have read the trip notes too closely as I had no idea we would be snorkeling, I thought the snorkeling would be in our spare time and optional. Now that we have done it so many times I am glad that it was such a big part of our trip, it has been great to see such brightly coloured fish just doing their own thing whilst we watched and swam around them, and wonderful to swim with sea lions and sea turtles. I definitely wouldn’t have wanted to miss the snorkeling and it does give a complete picture of the Galapagos seeing all the marine life as well as all the plants, animals and birds.

The next morning we arrived in Bartolome island. It had a beautiful golden sand beach with a huge rock at the end of the cove called Pinnacle rock. We went on shore and took a path which led up to the 114m summit of the island through a lava landscape. The path was a wooden walkway to protect the island and as we walked along we saw a hawk perched on the handrail. We took lots of photos and then edged closer, took more photos and went closer still. It just wasn’t afraid of us at all and we got to within a metre of it and started to walk around it as it wasn’t moving! Unfortunately then a strong gust of wind blew and that made it fly away but it was wonderful being that close to it. The views from the top were fantastic, we could see for miles around. It was a very volcanic looking landscape, lava tunnels and cones and beautiful turquoise sea and golden beaches. We then went snorkeling for the last time and saw huge shoals of fish, there must have been thousands of them. We saw a shoal of Galapagos grunt, giant seastars, chocolate chip seastars (which look just how they sound!) and a pacific boxfish. The pacific boxfish was a brilliant blue colour with white spots on top and a yellow colour on its head, it was lovely to see. There were Galapagos penguins fishing around there and we saw some from the panga when we went to the beach but unfortunately didn’t see any when we were snorkeling – except for Marc! Whilst everyone was getting ready on the beach and I was further along taking photos of a blue heron that was at the waters edge Marc had got ready in record time and swum out to where we had spotted them. He watched it swim, emerge from the water, preen itself and then go into its home which was through a lava archway. We went back to the same spot later but had no luck spotting it again.

After lunch we arrived at Seymour island where magnificent frigatebirds and blue footed boobies are the main attractions. We saw both great frigatebirds and magnificent frigatebirds and saw males, females and chicks. The frigatebird is a large black bird with long wings, long hooked beaks and deeply forked tails. They are light for their size and they can scissor their forked tails in and out to maintain balance in flight. We saw frigatebirds courting when the male inflates his bright red gular sac to around the size of a football to attract a female. We also saw them fishing. They swoop down and quickly flicks its head down and up, picking up a fish from near the surface. Only its beak touches the water as it has to avoid getting tis plumage wet otherwise it may become waterlogged and drown as it only has a small preen gland that is insufficient to oil and waterproof their feathers fully. They are also known as pirate birds as they steal food from other seabirds.

We stayed on the island for a while and were mesmerized by a new born blue footed booby, except its feet were white, apparently they don’t turn blue until they are a few years old. It was covered with soft looking white fluffy feathers. When we see boobies with their young they are always sitting inside a white ring we found out that this is a ring of guano produced by the booby squirting excrement in all directions while incubating the egg for 40 days. We saw some nests where there were two young and one always looked stronger than the other. The first born chick is larger and stronger than the second as a result of hatching a few days earlier and so if food is scarce the first born will get more food (as the parents feed the larger chick first) and will outcompete them, causing them to starve. This is called ‘opportunisitic sibling murder’! The guano ring often coincides with what is an imaginary line within which parent-chick relationships are normal. If the chick should get out of the ring, it will not be treated as offspring nor be allowed back. Sometimes the older sibling exploits this in a situation where food is scarce and forces the younger one out of the ring whereupon it would be rejected!

On the way back to the jetty we saw a baby sea lion which was only 2-3 days old and then in the panga saw a fur seal moving off the rocks and going into the water. Then it was back on the boat for our last night on board which I am quite happy about, I will miss the Galapagos but not living on a boat!

We woke up early next morning after a very rough night at sea to go to Lobos Island (wolf island) before breakfast. We had a short walk round and saw lots of sea lions with adorable looking pups and watched the mating dance of the blue footed booby. It involved two of them kind of hopping from foot to foot slowly and deliberately as if they were dancing and the male made a funny whistling noise. We got back on the boat for breakfast and then had to go to the airport to catch our flight to Quito.

It has been a wonderful week we have spent here, to be able to see all the animals and birds so close up had been really special. I think of the birds my favourites were the frigatebird with its huge inflated red pouch and the albatrosses mating. We have so many photos it will be hard to sort through them all and try and cut it down to reasonable sized collection! It also hasn’t been as full of tourists as I thought it would be, it seems that the boats are all sailing on fixed itineraries and cannot deviate from that so this ensures there are never too many boats at one island.

So now our South American adventure is over and we are flying back to London tomorrow, it seems like a long time ago since we were last there. Peru and Ecuador have been better than we ever imagined they would be and we have only happy memories. We will have to come back some day and explore the rest of South America!

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Ecuador – Avenue of the Volcanoes

I was convinced that the 27th of July was Saturday so we arrived in Quito on Friday night prepared to meet the new group on Saturday morning.  When we arrived at the hotel the man behind the desk said that there was no group staying there on Saturday but there was on Sunday.  It turned out I had got my dates mixed up and we were there a day early, but better a day early than a day late!

 We went out for a late lunch at The Magic Bean which was a restaurant Brad had recommended and as another couple left the woman saw my guidebook ( my bible as Marc jokingly calls it! ) and asked how I finding it.  They stayed chatting for a while and said maybe they would see us around the area that night.  We both left our separate ways and Marc and I thought we really should have made a firm arrangement.  10 minutes later we bumped into them again and they said they were thinking the same think so we agreed to meet up that night for dinner.  We met Dawn and David for dinner that evening and chatted away like we had been friends for years.  It turned out it was Dawns birthday the following day so at midnight we sang happy birthday and and Marcs now rapidly increasing Spanish vocabulary stretched far enough to bag us a huge slice of free chocolate cake, which was truly wonderful.  It was a lovely evening and we were sorry couldnt´t spend any more time with them.  We recommended that they stay at the Runcu Inn when in Lima and parted with many plans to meet up in England and travel together to Amsterdam.

 We spent the next day relaxing and catching up with laundry and emails and met the group the following morning.

 We met our guide and were delighted when it was Fabian.  Brad and Hannah whom we met on the Huayhuash circuit had met each other on this trip last year and he was their guide and they said he was amazing.  The rest of the group arrived and we went on a tour with Fabian of Old Quito.  On the bus Fabian immediately got the whole group worried as he started to reel off all the bad things that could happen to us. We were not to eat salad, not to go out late at night and not to accept newspapers in the street as they could be laced with a drug that could pass through the skin on our hands. These were just a few things on a long list of dangers!  Also whenever we passed people on the street selling food he would look at them and then us and say “diarrhoea for 3 weeks!”

 Quito is a beautiful colonial city and we went to a viewpoint high above the city which gave us a fantastic view.  Quito is absolutely huge, 44km long and is the second highest capital in Latin America.  We went round San Francisco church which had so much gold in it and interesting paintings.  We weren´t allowed to take photos so Marc had to keep dodging the security guard and then with the flash off covertly took photos.  This seemed to be the beginnings of bonding with Fabian, who seemed to appreciate Marcs lack of rule following.  A girl wandering about decided to join our group as she obviously wanted a tour in English but Fabian wasn´t phased and then when nobody was looking asked her to take a group photo of all of us!  That way we were all accessories to the illegal photography.

 We stopped for lunch at a café and as usual Marc and I ordered pineapple juice.  Fabian immediately shouted no, no, what were we doing.  He told us we should order guanabana juice instead as it was the same price and you could buy 5 pineapples for $1 but only one guanabana for $1 so it was much better to get that.  We did as we were told and it was delicious!  Marc could tell by this point that he would really get on well with Fabian. He was constantly making jokes and had some superb one liners.

 After the tour we went to the office to sort out insurance details and then we also were kitted out for Cotopaxi.  We tried on lots of different boots to get the perfect fit and had to choose an ice axe which was comfortable for us.  As we had never used an ice axe before we really had no idea how to choose one and what made one type better than the other!  So we got boots, ice axe, harness, mittens and snow goggles and it suddenly felt more real that we were actually going to attempt to climb Cotopaxi.  Driving round Quito today we caught glimpses of Cotopaxi and it looked very daunting but we tried not to think too much about it as it was still two weeks away.

 The next day we started the Pinan Trek which was a 5 day trek around the mountains north of Quito.  It was very different to where we had been trekking in Peru, very green vegetation, no snow capped mountains but instead lots of flat topped mountains which were extinct volcanoes.  We walked to a small village called San Francisco which was about 4 hours away.  Along the way we saw lots of wonderful flowers and fruit, lemons, chirimoya, passion fruit, and figs.  We watched a local man making adobe bricks, stirring a pool of mud and straw to the right consistency and then putting it into moulds.  It cost $12 for 100 bricks and it was fascinating to watch him work and see them all lying out to dry.  Then it was back to living in a tent again!  As we were camping at 2900m it was actually quite warm, we were all expecting it to be a lot colder.

 The following day we trekked to Yanacocha Lake.  We passed through forests and ended up walking in a cloud most of the day!  We saw a gorgeous yellow coloured orchid hanging off a tree and a flower called an Indian paintbrush.  We stopped for a very picturesque rest break and Marc saw a pig tied up so went over to give it a scratch.  Fabian started shaking his head and saying he would never touch a pig, they were so dirty, and out came the line diarrhoea for a month!  We all cracked up and ensured that this would be a regular comment to make.  Later that night he showed us a book he had, called ‘if there is no doctor’ which gives medical advice.  It had a hilarious picture in it showing someone touching a pig and then 5 other people getting diarrhoea, he told Marc that is why he should not touch pigs!  There should be a photo on facebook of this page in the book.  We arrived at camp at 3930m and the lake looked very eerie with a low cloud hanging over it.  We had our evening briefing and arranged to have breakfast at 9am as it wasn’t a very long days walking.  We have never had this on a trek before, normally breakfast is at 6 or 7am, it seemed like a holiday!

 After a late breakfast Fabian had decided that as we were such a fast walking group we would do an extra short walk up a nearby mountain called Quilili.  Marc and I seemed to have lots of energy and were first to the top.  We weren’t affected by the altitude at all, I think we must have still had lots of extra red blood cells from other treks we had done.  We realised that we must actually be quite fit now as this is an exodus holiday graded challenging/tough and we are finding the walking very easy!  It is always satisfying reaching the summit even if it isn’t a very big mountain, it was quite a scramble to the top and the views were wonderful.  We came back down and then carried on to make a half circuit around the Yanaurco Volcano.  Marc and I were quite far ahead of the group and Fabian was with the rest of them.  We kept contouring around and thought the campsite would be just around the corner but it never was!  We were getting fed up as it was now 4.30pm and we were expecting a short days walking and Marc and I reached a point were we didn’t know where to go.  Marc had a hunch that the campsite was down a mountain to the right and I thought we should carry on round the volcano.  We agreed to both go a short way and then shout if we saw the campsite.  With hindsight it was kind of a stupid plan to split up!  I lost sight of Marc fairly quickly and thought we should have just waited for Fabian.  After about 20 minutes I decided that I should go and look for Marc as I am always the prepared one with the compass, whistle and survival blanket in my rucksack.  I had visions of him lost and wandering on stubbornly looking for the campsite and thought I needed to save him!  I walked for a while not seeing anyone and thought I should go to a high point to see if I could see him.  By now I was getting quite worried and as I looked around, down below I saw the campsite with Marc standing there waving at me.  I got down and Marc had a very smug grin on his face saying his hunch was right and that I should trust his hunches in the future!  The rest of the group arrived in camp about 30 minutes later with Fabian looking worried and he told Marc off for going so far ahead, but I think Marc was just happy that he was feeling so good after a long days walking!  It was another beautiful campsite at 4100m on the southern side of Yanaurco.

After another late breakfast we set off the next day to walk to the summit of Yanaurco, an extinct volcano.  It was a really interesting walk up as the vegetation kept changing, it was almost like an oasis.  The final part was a rocky ridge which was fun to climb and then we reached the summit (4535m), the clouds seemed to clear at the same time and we had a spectacular view for miles around.  There were lots of lobelia at the top, it is amazing that they can grow so high up.  On the way back down we stopped for lunch in some long grass, it was wonderful, we all lay back and it was so comfortable I fell asleep!  We reached our campsite at the Cucharo crater at 4000m and recognised the spot from where we had lunch on the first day so knew we were getting close to civilization and a hot shower!

We all got up the next morning looking forward to a bed, sitting in a chair with a back and of course a shower.  It was a long descent down through Polylepis forests and small villages and then we finally saw our bus!  Marc and I again were at the front and just managed to get on the bus before it started to pour, unfortunately the rest of the group got soaked!  We drove down to a small village where we sat in the square and had a celebratory drink.  We then got to the hosteria where we were staying which was so pretty.  There were flowers everywhere and beautiful artwork by the owner, it was very peaceful and relaxing.  As I lay on the bed reading the brochure about the hosteria I noticed there was a laundry service, table tennis and badminton.  So we quickly left in our laundry and then went to play table tennis.  The conditions were challenging!  The bats were down to the wood in some places and there was a small hole in the ball.  I won the first game and then we got a new ball and Marc won the next.  We decided to stop there whilst it was level as we are so competitive we would have both gloated if we had won!  We then went with Fabian to play badminton and again the conditions were challenging.  The net was the wrong height, the end kept coming off the shuttlecock, if you smashed it hard the shuttlecock got stuck in the strings of the racquet, the ground was uneven with weeds and the wind definitely was a factor!  We played for a long time (me beating Fabian of course!) and then went for dinner and drinks and had far too much red wine.

We stopped off the next morning at Otavalo market which was huge.  Fabian gave us a quick tour round the tourist market and the local market and then let us loose for 2 hours with instructions to meet back at the bus.  As you know Marc and I have been very restrained so far and haven’t bought anything.  As it is now coming to the end of our trip and we are returning to London in a couple of weeks we felt we could buy a few things.  We bought some Ecuadorian style trousers and tops and a lovely painting.  Marc as usual was great at the bartering and instead of paying $50 for the painting paid $30.  We then carried on driving south towards Riobamba.  It was an interesting journey and we passed through towns that just specialised in one thing, one had lots of shops selling just biscuits and another which was famous for making statues.  The best one was a town called Salcedo which had a huge monument at the start of town of an ice cream which was what it sold.  Of course we had to stop and buy an ice cream, it was delicious!

As we were driving along Fabian got very excited as a volcano in the distance was erupting.  We couldn’t really tell what was cloud and what was the eruption but as we got closer it became a lot clearer.  It was the volcano Tungurahua and it erupted 3 times in the space of about 20 minutes.  It was fascinating to watch and the black cloud from the erupting volcano kept getting bigger so we took quite a few photos a couple of minutes apart to show this.  Tungurahua is about 80km south of Quito and apparently it has been erupting since 1999 after being dormant for 80 years.  It was so exciting to watch a live volcano and realise just how powerful it is.

We stayed overnight in Riobamba and then got in the bus again to go to Alhausi from where we were going to get the Devil’s Nose train.  Somebody had been there at 5am to buy our tickets for us so we turned up at 10.30 to get the train at 11.  We waited on the platform jostling for position as we were trying to get seats on the roof and then at 12 Fabian heard that our train, no.95, had broken down and was at the bottom of the valley with all its passengers down there too.  All the time this was going on Fabian was speaking to the train officials and then he whispered to us that when he announced that we needed to go and get a refund on our tickets we were to follow him out of the station.  We duly followed when he said that in a very loud voice so that everyone on the platform could hear and we all sneaked round the back of the station to where another train, no.61, had just arrived.  He got Marc to peek round the corner to check when people were getting on and then told us to look inconspicuous and take off our jackets so we looked different and join the people getting on that train!  Fabian gave the ticket inspector a quick wave of the tickets and we all got on.  Our tickets clearly said for no.95 so Fabian fanned them out in such a way so it wasn’t visible and the train left with lots of people complaining on the platform!  It was a spectacular journey with stunning views, very steep and lots of switch backs.  Then Fabian told us that everyone on this train was going to have to get out at the bottom so that the stranded passengers from the 95 train could go back up.  This meant a wait of around 2 hours but again as soon as the train stopped Fabian told us to get off quickly and follow him.  We raced up the train tracks ahead of the now empty train and when we reached the no.95 train we blended in with the stranded passengers and then got back on the train we had just got off!  We couldn’t believe that Fabian had managed to pull this off and we then had to give $20 from the kitty to the train driver and other officials that were on board!  The train headed back and made a special stop for us to get off just before the station out of sight so nobody could see what we had done and so the train staff wouldn’t get in trouble!  Even though we didn’t get to sit on the roof it was still an amazing journey and Fabian had made it such a fun adventure for us!

We then headed back towards Riobamba where we stayed at a lodge on the lower slopes of Chimborazo.  It was owned and run by Marco Cruz who is a well known Ecuadorian mountaineer who has climbed all over the world and has summitted Chimborazo (6310m) more than 600 times.  He still leads groups to the top even though he is over 60 and was just such an interesting man.  The lodge was lovely, wood fires, log cabins and great food.  There was a dog there called Whymper who seemed to fight with the llamas every  evening but Fabian said he was a good dog as he slept all day which meant that he was up all night protecting them.

The next morning we drove up to a refuge on Chimborazo at 4800m past lots of grazing vicunas.  We then trekked to the highest hut in Ecuador, Refugio Edward Whymper at 5000m on Chimborazo’s eastern slopes.  We were are feeling surprisingly fine by this point and nobody was suffering from the effects of the altitude.  We carried on towards the Whymper needles which are at 5300m.  It became quite a scramble up scree and then we had to go up snow covered scree.  Fabian showed us how to create steps up the snow and eventually we made it to the needles. We still all felt fine, I think all the trekking over the last 2 weeks has helped us to acclimatise. 

After another lovely evening at Marco’s lodge we headed down to Cuenca via Ingapirca.  Ingapirca is the best Inca remains left in Ecuador and is a mixture of Inca and Canari ruins.  The Inca Huayna Capac took over the site from the conquered Canaris when his empire expanded north into Ecuador in the third quarter of the 15th century.  Ingapirca was strategically placed on the Royal Highway that ran from Cuzco to Quito and soldiers may have been stationed there.  It was typical Cuzco style architecture with tightly fitting stonework and trapezoidal doorways.

The road down to Cuenca, although not as bad as some roads we have been on recently, took ages.  When we were 80km away from Cuenca we thought it wasn’t too much longer but it turned out it took another 2 hours!  We arrived in Cuenca tired from sitting on a bus all day but immediately Marc and I went out to go back and sit on a bench in the square in front of the cathedral.  It was lovely to be back in Cuenca it felt very familiar to us.  We had dinner at the hotel and then went with the rest of the group for a walk by the river and then to Café Eucalpytus for a drink.  Marc as usual had his mojito!

In the morning we drove to Cajas National Park for 2 days walking.  It was hard leaving the hotel knowing that we had to camp that night!  We stopped on the way to buy some firewood and passed lots of trout farms.  We arrived at the visitor centre and went for a short walk.  The park has more than 200 lakes and lots of wonderful flowers.  We walked through a Polylepis forest which was stunning, it was so dense.  Polylepis are trees which grow only in the Andes in South America and have a multi-layered papery bark which was soft to touch.  It had started to rain by this point, and all the paths were very muddy and slippery, we were all filthy by the end of the day and as we were only there for 2 days did not even have a clean pair of trousers to put on!  As we arrived back at the centre our cook had made the most amazing cakes called quibolitos, which were individual cakes with raisins wrapped in some kind of large leaf that had all been steamed.  It was such an unexpected treat!

We had asked Fabian if there was any way we could sleep in the visitor centre as we really didnt want to camp and he arranged that for us after much negotiating.  We played cards (which Marc won), got the fire going, had dinner and then laid out mattresses on floor were we all slept together.  It was like a school sleepover and we all had a great nights sleep!  I just dont think something like that would happen in the uk!

The next day was similar walking, very muddy but at least we knew we would be able to have a hot shower that night.  It was a nice easy days walking and we saw lots of different types of orchids.  As we walked around a lake we saw a huge crumbling building which Fabian told us used to be a brewery in times when alcohol was illegal as it was in a place so remote nobody knew it was there.  We got closer and there were signs saying ´peligroso´ which in Spanish means dangerous.  Fabian asked us if we knew what it meant and then told us that in Ecuador that meant come on in and take a look!  So we had a wander round and Fabian took a small piece of metal that was lying on the ground.  He leads groups in the high season and in the low season works with wood and metal, making objects to sell, so his eye is always on the lookout for things that he could use in his work.

We got back to Cuenca and we felt so at home.  We went to say hello to Wilson who was the security guard at the hotel we had stayed at when we where there on our own and then went to the Eucalyptus Cafe for an early dinner.  There was a group meal arranged at 7.30pm but I had decided I couldnt wait that long and that I didnt fancy another 3 course meal with soup as a starter!  Marc shared my meal as it was tapas style dishes and then we went to the group meal where I turned everything down but Marc ate again!

The next day the group went on a tour of Cuenca whilst we had a late breakfast and did some shopping.  We went back to the park and sat looking for the young children we had met on our last visit.  We spotted Julia who was the girl who sold sweets and who we gave bottles of water to every day, and Sebastian who was the shoe shine boy.  They immediately recognised us and Marc again got Sebastian to shine his shoes.  People gave us such funny looks as I dont think anyone has ever had their trekking shoes polished before!  There is just a tiny bit of black on the toe and heel of Marc´s shoes and a bit along the sides but Sebastian took such care doing it.  We had brought them some biscuits and juice and Marc paid well over the odds for his shoe shine!  We took some photos of them and showed them themselves on the camera screen.  Julia did some rabbit ears above Sebastians head in one photo and found this hilarious, she was laughing hysterically lying on the park bench!  It is such a pity we didnt speak more Spanish as we would have loved to know more about them, it is unbelievable they work in the park every day when Julia is 7 and Sebastian is only 6.  They were just the most adorable children you would meet and our heart went out to them.

We flew back to Quito that afternoon and went out for a dinner of lots of pasta as we climbing Cotopaxi the following evening.

The next day we were all woke up very nervous at the thought of climbing Cotopaxi, but at least d-day had finally arrived!  We got the bus to Cotopaxi National Park but after 2 hours the bus started to emit black smoke and had to stop on the side of the road.  The drivers got out but decided it was serious and that they couldnt fix it, we didnt know what we were going to do.  Fabian then jumps out and says that he is going to organise some more transport, next thing we see is Fabian going past in the the back of a pick up truck waving at us!  He arrived back 30 minutes later with 3 pick up trucks to take us to the refuge, we dont know how but he always seems to manage to get us out of any situation!  We got in the front truck and then Fabian got in the drivers seat and the driver got in the back with us, when we asked him why he was driving he said that one of the conditons that he took these 3 trucks was that he would drive this one as he had seen this guy drive before and said he was a crazy driver!  Mind you when Fabian was in the park he reached a corner which said ´dangerous corner´and then said this is my favourite corner and took it at speed, but we always felt safe with him! 

We eventually arrived at the car park and then had a 45 minute walk up to the refuge.  We felt like such wimps as we had heavy backpacks on with our sleeping bags and everything we would need for the climb but there was a blizzard and we were walking on scree which was one step forward, two steps back and we all found the walk hard, I dont think we looked like serious trekkers at all!  We arrived at the Jose Rivas Hut at 4800m but had arrived too late to do glacier training so we had dinner at 7pm and then went to bed in our dormitory to sleep until midnight when we would be woken for breakfast and to start the climb.  We had a dormitory to ourselves and were all settled into our sleeping bags except John and Jill who were still packing some things, this went on for a while until Sarah said to the ´what are you two doing!´, just as they had finished Marc asked what was the noise he was hearing, glug, glug, glug.  Johns water had leaked everywhere, so much cleaning up ensued!  We eventually got to bed and all surprisingly slept well for 4 hours.  Marc broke the silence by announcing to the group that it was 12.10am and we should get up.  Mike insisted he wasnt getting out of his sleeping bag until we got our wake up call from the guides.  Marc said that that didnt sound like mountain climbing behaviour and encouraged the group to get moving!

We got up and some of the group had breakfast but I couldnt face it, I was feeling quite sick.  There was a blizzard outside and we wondered if we would go up at all but the guides seemed happy for us to go.  We set off in the blizzard and had a short walk on scree and then reached the glacier where we put on our harness and crampons and were roped together.  We had two people to one guide and our guide was a lovely guy called Mauricio.  We started off up the glacier and it was unbelievably steep but straightforward enough with crampons on.  I was still feeling sick and Mauricio was giving me hot drinks but nothing seemed to help with the nausea.  I dont know what it was, I dont think it was the altitude as we have spent the last 10 weeks at altitude and been fine.  After 2 hours I just thought although I could carry on longer there was no way I could carry on for another 4-5 hours to the summit so I decided to turn back.  Mauricio brought me back down and Marc joined another group to attempt to reach the summit.   I was so disappointed as I felt like I hadn’t been able to give Cotopaxi my best shot and also felt like I had let Marc down as he was feeling so strong.  About an hour after Mauricio and I had arrived back to the refuge Marc walked through the door, his group had turned back too.  We then heard via the radio that our 2 other groups had also turned back because the weather was just too bad to carry on.  That morning only 3 people made it to the top of Cotopaxi and many mountaineers much more experienced than us turned back too.  Marc still maintains that he could have made it to the top as he was feeling so good and feels quite gutted that he couldn’t give it a proper go. 

We didn’t know when the bus was arriving to pick us up so we hung around at the refuge with the blizzard still blowing outside.  After about 4 hours we heard the bus had arrived so we headed down to the car park.  When we got there it turned out the bus was actually stuck in loose scree at the side of the road!  It took 7 men much head scratching and they decided to try and pull it out sideways using a rope attached to a pick up truck.  None of us really understood how this was going to work and as the engine started Marc said that the rope was bound to snap and sure enough it did!  Luckily a Landrover then arrived and managed to pull the bus out very easily.  The driver wasnt as good as Fabian had been and it was an extremely bumpy journey out of Cotopaxi National Park! 

We all went out for dinner that night as it was our last meal together as a group.  The group has been wonderful, the best we have had.  I think because it was a slightly smaller group there were no splinter groups and nobody had any conflicts with each other at all.  It was just always a fun time with them, so many interesting characters.  Fabian was a superb guide, he has such an expressive face and the comments he always comes out with were just hilarious, Marc and I absolutely adored him. 

The next day Marc and I got up at 6am to say goodbye to the group (we really must have liked them!) and then went back to bed.  Two of the group, Jill and John, were still there as they had a later flight and we met up and got a teleferico up that overlooks Quito at 4200m.  It was packed as it is school holidays here and so children go free on it.  Luckily you could by an express ticket for $7 as opposed to $4 for a normal ticket so we did that and managed to avoid most of the queue!  It was a wonderful view from the top and we could see just how huge Quito was.  Whilst we were up there we spoke to a man who pointed out Rucu Pichincha (4698m) to us and said it was about a 3 hour walk to the top.  Marc and I immediately decided that we would go there tomorrow instead of going to the hot springs at Papallacta like we had planned.  It is so strange to hear Marc say that he would rather climb a volcano than go and relax in a hot spring! 

We went back down and our the taxi dirver that had taken us there, Hernan, was waiting for us at the bottom.  We asked if we could use his mobile phone and phoned Fabian as he had said we could come and look at his workshop.  We put Hernan on to Fabian to get directions and then went to his apartment and workshop.  It was so interesting to see his apartment, there were amazing metal objects everywhere that he had created and wonderful wooden boxes and furniture that his wife had made.  He gave Jill and I something each that he had made and it is just such a lovely memory to have of him, so personal, it will have pride of place on our mantlepiece when we finally get home!  We had a very emotional goodbye with him, I dont think we will ever have another guide quite like him, so warm and funny. 

We had lunch with Jill and John, said our goodbyes to them too and then we were on our own again.  It was such a perfect day we spent with them, we were glad they were on a later flight as normally we have to say goodbye to the whole group together.

The following day our hotel informed us that it was full that night so we had to move hotels.  We found Hernan outside and asked him if he was free to give us a lift, we quickly packed up and collected our 25kg of now clean laundry ($10!) and moved to a much nicer hotel which was the same price as what we had been paying.  We then asked Hernan to wait 10 minutes whilst we got our rucksacks packed to climb Pichincha.  He stopped off at a wonderful delicatessen so we could buy a sandwich and then took us to the teleferico.  In the taxi on the way he and Marc were chatting and he seemed surprised that we werent going up with a guide and also that it may be dangerous with thieves along the way.  He said that he would go and ask the police at the teleferico if it was ok for us to go.  When we arrived there was a huge queue for tickets, at least 150 people long and we waited in line whilst Hernan went off to talk to the police.  Hernan then came back and told us it was fine and that he was also getting us 2 tickets so we didnt need to queue!  He had asked somebody at the front of the line to buy 2 extra tickets for us.  We couldnt believe our luck and it must have saved us at least an hour, we gave him a generous tip and arranged to phone him when we needed a lift back to Quito. 

We got the teleferico up and it was such a clear day, we had a wonderful view of Cotopaxi to the south.  We started off towards Pichincha and it was a lovely sunny day.  We walked along a grassy ridge for about an hour until we were just below the rocky base of the summit.  We stopped for lunch beside some gorgeous flowers and then carried on walking, there was a clear enough path along the way until we reached the rocks and then we had to work out the best way to the top.  It was quite a scamble up but it was great fun and when we reached the top the sun was shining and we could see the crater, lots of other volcanoes and of course Quito far away down below.  We stayed on the top for about 30 minutes with the weather varying between being in a cloud and bright sunshine.  As we started to head down we heard a huge long rumble of thunder followed by lightning!  It then started to snow and the thunder kept getting louder and sounded directly above us.  We went down the sandy slope as quickly as possible and all I could think of was that the teleferico would be closed if there was thunder and lightning and that we would be left stranded at the top with no-one knowing we were missing!  The snow then changed to rain and then to hailstones and all the paths become very muddy and slippery.  I had all my waterproofs with me but Marc didn’t have his waterproof trousers and his trousers were absolutely soaked through!  Marc then slipped and fell awkwardly on his ankle and seemed to be in quite a lot pain but luckily could keep walking.  We eventually saw the teleferico in the distance and to my relief it was still going!  We got back to the visitor centre at the top and looked like drenched rats, everyone else there just looked at us like we were mad!  Of course Marc made sure everyone knew we had been to the summit (cumbre in Spanish) of Rucu Pichincha!  It was such an adventure and we had great fun, it was the first summit Marc had done without a guide or a group and he felt such a sense of achievement.  We phoned Hernan and he came to fetch us and take us back to our hotel.  We had dinner in the hotel which we never do as Marc was finding it difficult walking on his ankle and it was superb, a complete surprise!  Thankfully the next morning his ankle seemed to be a lot better so it doesnt look like it is anything serious….      Since I wrote this last sentence Marc´s ankle seemed to have swollen a lot and we decided as we were going to the Galapagos tomorrow we should really get it checked out so we went to a local hospital where Marc had it x-rayed.  The x-ray didnt show any break so we assume it is just a sprain and the doctor told him just to take an anti-inflamatory, so hopefully he will be ok walking around the Galapagos!

We have had a brilliant time in Ecuador, it seems like time has gone by so quickly.  It is everything we had hoped it would be, the only disappointment being not reaching the top of Cotopaxi, but it means we will have to come back someday to try again!  Everyone has been so friendly and gone out of their way for us, but Fabian was the one who really made us love Ecuador.  He knows the whole country so well and was always so enthusiastic and informative and just made our time here so much fun.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 

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