Saturday, August 11, 2012

Meryl and I find Jesus in scotland, A dorky skinny man riverdances in a pub and we drink whisky in Glen Ord...



Hey everyone
It has been a fun last few days.  Meryl and I took the train to Inverness, Scotland in the Highlands.  Our B&B was located on the river Ness which flows from Loch Ness.  The river was beautiful and many old Scottish fishermen were about fishing for Salmon with fly rods.  A closer look showed that the fly rods were over 15 feet long and the could easily cast the entire width of the river.  Meryl and I were able to rent a flyrod and buy a few flies for a small fortune.  We were able to make a few fish rise, but meryl as usual brought home the prize fish!
We took a local bus to the Glen Ord Distillery and sampled the 12 year old Singleton Scotch.  The tour was awesome.  I was able to stick my head into a big fermenting vat and smell the rumbling malted barley.  The yeast shot up my nose and i felt like i was hit by an olympic boxer ( if you have never had a nose ful of active yeast i highly reccommend it...similar to a nostril full of wasabi but with a citrus-like freshness) Kablam!  We tasted the whisky and i remembered that meryl has a not-so-fond-of/ extreme indifference to the stuff.  A local whisky bar recommend i 'start her on MacCallen 10 year old'!
We sipped cask ale and Guinness at a local music club and enjoyed some local culture.  This skinny fellow danced his heart out.
WE FOUND JESUS...He was at a golf course! We passed a church on the walk to the distillery with this poster...
Now we are leaving Scotland for London to watch Sam's race (on sunday).  We have a cowbell, a Montana Flag and we've been resting our voices so we can yell at peak decibel levels!
GO SAM!!!!

F&M

Thursday, August 9, 2012

Hey All!
Meryl and I have had a whirlwind of Scotland so far.  This is just a quick post to inform our loyal readers that we will be posting some sweet pictures soon and a more detailed update.  On Wednesday we flew from Missoula to Minneapolis to London.  Took the tube from the airport to the train station and hopped on a train to Edinbourgh Scotland. There are multiple festivals going on here in Edinbourgh and the city is hopping.  We ate some tasty Nepalese/indian food and then had Scotch and Guiness at a bar and walked around the cobbled streets lined by old architecture and castles. 
In a few hours we will be taking the train to the Scottish highlands near the river Ness for two days.
more to come,

Cheers,
F

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Our Last Reykjavic day

Greenland from the air
"The Dragon" Drakir

Meryl and Tererir "Blood"

Sheep's head with a sweatband...
Reykjavic and Fjord

We had a fast paced last day in Iceland. The Icelandic Horse is pure bred, no outside horse has been interbred with an Icelandic Horse since the Vikings arrived and brought horses from Scandinavia. They are small, shaggy and super playful. They are the only types of horse aside from an Argentine breed that 'Tolt'- a type of gait between a trot and run, making them very efficient for long distance travel with big Viking people on their backs. We were able to ride on our last day...but they made us wear space suits...but we got caught in a small blizzard so they did keep us warm!
We will post more pictures to sum up our trip, so stay posted

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Return to the smokey bay


Today was the day everybody...Today was the day that Meryl and i have been waiting for...Today Meryl and I ate the national food of Iceland, the Icelandic Hotdog! And wow did it blow our socks off! In all honesty, they blew american hotdogs out of the water, very very delicious and quite affordable all things considered. You can buys hotdogs all over town, but we scoped this place out...a long line of local Icelanders, decent prices and a great advertising campaign drew us in. yumm.
Also we visited the Saga viking museum, the mid-atlantic continental rift and the location where the Viking officially converted to Christianity in 1003 Ad.


The sign for the Icelandic Hotdog stand.
"Do you feel lucky punk?...Well?...do ya?
Meryl lookin' good in chainmail
Oh my god! Is this the Mid-Atlantic Continental rift or the location of the Viking conversion to Christianity in 1003 AD? Amazingly...its the same place!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Are we in iceland or on the moon

The drive from southeast back to southwest went from blue skys to a whiteout blizzard.

The largest glacier in europe... is big

Captions coming soon...































Monday, March 14, 2011

Iceland in the off season

Lobster dinner with lobster springrolls....ummm


Forrest enjoying a cocktail and his viking book while wind and rain howl outside of out window (that faces the harbor).



I spotted my first Reindeer!!! We saw about 7 of them cruising the countryside.





Waterfalls flowing up instead of down, it was windy, very windy. The waterfall on the right sometimes made it to the ground.







Forrest rocking out to Bjork (icelandic musical artist) while driving across the masive outwash deltas below the Vatnajokull glacier.




Drowning in Hofn...

Well...its raining...its raining very hard...and its windy...and we can't see a damn thing.
But here is the good news: We arrived in Hofn (pronounced 'hup' like an unexpected hiccup). Hofn is the lobster capital of Iceland so although our small, plain hostel room cost about $100 USD for the night, tonight we will be splashing out and eating Lobster!
Other good news: we went into the liquor store and the same bottle of gin that we purchased in the duty free shop for $17 was $70 USD in the town...so we took the liberty of buying a lime. Currently we are staying dry in our Hostel room while 'wetting our wistle's' with gin & soda's!
Normally from town and throughout our drive today, we would have been able to see beautiful glaciers, green cliffs and mountain peaks....we mostly saw rain. haha
However! On the Chilean coast we saw South America's largest Glacier and today we viewed Europe's largest glacier, Vatnajokull!
An example of how windy today was is thus: we stopped to take a photo of a waterfall, the wind blew the water fall back up and over the cliff preventing the water from actually falling to the ground. We also witnessed a seagull who found it quite difficult to fly forward...diligent though he was, no matter how hard he flapped, he only made negative progress...

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Iceland Volcano - Say What?



haha!

Vik ---- driving the volcanic south coast

After some last minute decisions and a late departure from Reykjavik, we set off for the south coast in our spacious toyota Yaris outfitted with "nailed" tires (aka studs). Forrest skillfully navigated the bustling streets of Reykjavik and got us on to highway 1, also known as the ring road. We were expecting a highway (since it is considered one of the busiest roads here) and were a bit surprised to discover that it was 1 lane each direction complete with round abouts at most intersections and 90km/hr speed limit. We drove through snow, rain, slush, hail and a little bit of sun. Unfortunatly the clouds were low so we could see the 3 volcano's that we passed or the glaciers, including the one that erupted last year, Eyjafjallajokull (youtube video coming soon). What we did see was an ash covered landscape (see photo below) and evidence of flooding that caused rivers to expand and fill vallies full of sediment.
We also stopped at a waterfall and drove past many Icelandic horse and sheep farms, before stopping for the night in the most southerly town in iceland, Vik (which means bay). We went for a very, very, windy walk along a beautiful black sand beach. Tomorrow we will continue to head east past more volcano's and the largest glacier in Europe (hopefully we will be able to see it through the clouds).



Black sand beach along the town of Vik.


Ash covered landscape of southern Iceland.

The famous Icelandic horse.

Waterfall

Leaving Reykjavik


Hello all-

This mornig we are leaving Reykjavik. Originally we were going to drive to Isafjordur in the Western Fjords, however the roads seem 'unpassable' according to the websites and hostel owners. So we are headed south towards the town of Vik and then Hofn. Our rental car is a tiny Toyota Yaris with excellent studded snow tires. It is illegal to rent a car in Iceland in the winter without having studded snows and full insurance.

Gas will be pretty expensive, about $2.50 USD for 1 litre...or about $10.00/gallon! Now that we are headed south instead or north, the drive will be shorter with better conditions.

In Reykjavik, the weather has been awesome, but very cold. Cruising around a foreign town is a bit different when its 15-20 degrees instead of 85 degrees in South America. The entire island is heated with a surplus of very hot geothermal water. These hotsprings provide all the hot water for the towns drinking supply and all buildings are heated with this hot water. Steam rises from the ground at random areas in the countryside. The hot water from the faucets and sinks smell of sulfer but your nose easily adapts to the smell.

Food is very expensive (almost $40 for two plates of fish and chips) so Meryl and i have adapted to 2 meals per day, our free breakfast at the guesthouse and a big dinner/lunch around 5:00.

More to come...

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Reykjavik

fishing boat about to set sail in reykjavic harbor
"And that Meryl, is how you pronounce the volcano 'Eyjafjallajokull'!"

in a cave at the Blue Lagoon
Hot water steaming from a geysir at the blue lagoon
Awesome fish and chips...It cost $40 with a coffee






Thursday, March 10, 2011

TEAM SOUTHIE GOES NORTH!

After a slight off-highway detour to the SEA-TAC airport, Meryl and i are finally on our way to Reykjavic Iceland. Alcohol is extremely expensive on the island so we bought a duty-free bottle of gin for those windy seashore G&T's!
My carry on consists of the book "The Vikings" and our Icelandic travel guide so meryl can hear all about my favorite people in history...the Vikings!...She will soon know as much about these sailing and marauding peoples as anyone...because she will not be able to escape that very talkative and annoying person next to her...me!
We will try and post some awesome pictures and soak in the natural hotsprings for all of you with those 9-5's!
F & M

Thursday, May 27, 2010

I'm home

Sorry for the lack of blog posts over the past 2 weeks... as i neared the end of my trip I lost motivation to "blog". Anyways, Im home now in CO and headed to Montana tomorrow. I will continue to post more stuff, including some videos that i wanted to post before but couldn't due to slow internet.
I hope everyone is enjoying the beginning of summer, I am going on month number 6 of warm sunny days!

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Copacbana y un mal estomago...

When I drove into Bolivia during my jeep tour, I was with a gal from California named Kat. She told me that the big joke for touristas in Bolivia is “if you don’t get sick from the water or the food than you will from the altitude…”
Well I was pretty sure that I wasn’t going to get sick from the altitude, and after 4 months I like to think that I have a strong stomach, so I was betting that I would be just fine. Well I returned from Rurrenabaque and spent the night in La Paz, and I woke up the next morning to discover that I was not “just fine”. Unfortunately I had to get on a bus that afternoon to head to Copacabana. I survived the bus ride (Bolivian busses don’t have bathrooms, so long rides can be a bit nerve racking and stressful) only to get much worse the fallowing day. I decided to check myself into a Hotel, instead of a hostel so that I could enjoy the “luxury” of a private bathroom. I basically did nothing other than sleep and feel bad for the next 3 days, oye.

But on my fourth day, after consuming all of the pepto-bismol that Forrest and I brought, I rallied! I felt so good I bought myself a bus ticket to Peru and boat tickets for the fallowing day. I wandered around the town of Copacabana, which is a really nice, touristy town on the Bolivian shores of lake Titicaca. The lake is really beautiful, the shores were lined with fishing boats, tour boats, paddle boats along with the traditional reed boats that islanders have used since the time of the Incas. For my last 2 nights I switched hotels to a place called La Cupula, supposedly one of the nicer hotels in Bolivia. I thought I could splurge for it because one room only cost 18$. It was really nice, it was bar far the nicest bathroom that I have been in, in south America and I had it all to myself (i didnt realize how much i took for granted in the bathroom department until I came to Boliva, hot water and water pressure, not to mention toilet seats, dont really exisit in this country).

On my last full day in Copa I took a tour boat to the Isla del Sol (the island of the sun) which is supposedly the birthplace of Inca sun mythology. The boat ride was beautiful, you could see the Cordillera Real off to one side, and the island on the other. The boat took us to the north end of the Island first, where we were dropped off to explore for a few hours. Normally most people walk from one end to the other, it is a 4 hr walk that is supposedly pretty strenuous (the island is at about 13,000ft) I decided not to do that since I had been sick for the past 3 days. So, I walked on the trail for about an hour, went to the museam, and had a nice conversation with a little girl who lived on the island about her farm animals, before heading back onto the boat. We then went to visit the south end of the island for a bit, where I climbed the legendary “1000 steps” to get to the small village, then I went back down them. The boat ride back was warm, sunny and beautiful. Lake Titicaca is truly amazing. I wish that I could have explored more while I was there, but alas my bowels wouldn’t allow it.

Presently I am back in Peru, for my last reaming in days until the grand adventures of Southie come to an end…


View of Copacabana from La Cupula


Sail boat out on the lake


View of the Cordillera Real over the north end of Isla del Sol


The 1000 steps to the village on the south end of the island


traditional reed boat on Lake Titicaca

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Baby monky vs Macaw

Baby monkey Chinina really wants to play with the Macaw... the macaw is only interested in getting inside. It was hysterical to watch their interaction.
Both of the animals were brought to the reserve to be rehabilitated. The Macaw was a house pet, but the owners we convinced to let it be wild. She is in the process of re-growing her cut feathers so that she can fly again. She climbs up everyday to the top of her favorite tree... my last morning I saw 2 other Macaws come to visit her, so it appears that things are looking good. The monkey Chinina is one of many baby monkeys that are sold in the local towns after thir mothers are shot and killed for sport, she is 5 months old. Once she´s is big enough they will put her in another part of the reserve with another spider monkey that they rehabilitated.

La Paz... and Rurrenabaque. Montanas y selva!

LA PAZ
I spent about 5 days in La Paz, before heading to Rurrenabaque to visit a part of the Bolivian Amazon. I loved La Paz, it´s really beautiful, located in a valley with huge peaks surrounding it. The city is built up the sidewalls of the canyon and onto the pampa (flat land) above. I visited several museams including a museam about the history of the Coca leaf, which was really fascinating. My other favoite was a museam of instruments (Forrest would have loved it), they have really nice examples of instrument from Bolivia and all arround the world (behind glass cases), but then they have replicas of them everwhere so that you can play them, it was really fun. I visited the Vally de la Luna outside of La Paz, which is a series of badlands. What was more interesting than the badlands however, was the journey to get there. I went with a gal I met from South Africa. We took public transportation (aka a mini-bus, designed for small people like Bolivians, crammed FULL of people) on the way to get there we drove through the Zona Sur, which is the most affluent part of La Paz, and boy was it fancy! Huge mansions, and lots of hummers... on of the school kids on the mini bus asked me if we have big box cars in the US! ha! I also venture up onto the rim of La Paz to view the famous ¨Colitas Wrestling¨ which was one of the more rediculous things that I have seen. It is Bolivia´s version of WWF, complete with a midget wrestler (not very PC). The crowd which was mostly Bolivians all had signs for their favorite wrestlers. It was an experience.

LA SELVA (the jungle)
I booked a 5 day tour to go to the jougle when I was in La Paz, to go the the Sere reserve which is run by the same woman who sarted the Madidi national park. I flew in the morning to Rurrenabaque (Rurre), after an interesting takeoff in a very small plane (16 pasengers, one seat on each side and an open cockpit) we abruptly landed back in La Paz because the instruments on our plane werent functioning! After about 45 min, we tried again and this time we made it all the way to the tiny dirt runway of Rurre. It was a bit of a shock, getting of the plane into really hot humid air ( i had been in high altitude desert for the past month!). We arrived late so I assumed that I had missed my boat(litteraly)... The tour was supposed to leave by boat at 1030, and my plane got in at 11. I huslted to the tour office, convincing the bus driver to drop me off there first. They waited for me! Our group was 2 other couples, one german/french, one couple from Australia, me and our guide Nilo. We all piled into a large dougout canoe with a motor on the back, and motored down the Rio Beni (a tributary to the Amazon) for about 3 hours, with a floating break to have lunch. It was so beautiful, the land behind Rurre was large moutainous jungle and cloud forest and the area downstream was thick flat jungle. We got out of the boat and began our walk, which was about an hour through the jungle before we reached the cabanas that we would be staying in! They were beautiful, netted cabanas with thatched roofs, and we each had our own. The cabanas were about a 15 min walk (which seems really far when you are walking in the dark in the joungle by yourself) from the main lodge which was about 3 floors and overlooked Lago San Fransisco. The first floor was the kitchen and dining area and the other floors were devoted to lounging... old wooden canoes full of pillows and hammocks galore. I spent my 5 days exploring the joungle both on and off trails, as well as paddling arround the lakes in a wodden canoe. The joungle is really amazing, the noise is incredible, it always loud and always changing. I woke up everymorning to the masive sound of male Howler monkeys climing there teritory, the sound litteraly gives you the shivers, its incredible (youtube it). The seccond thing that really supprised me was how thick it was, vegitation growing everywhere, the Amazon also has a way of super-sizing everything... the ants were the size of my thumb! We saw tons and tons of insects (i have my fair share of mosquito bites depite my 98% deet, i also had an incident with ant crwling up my pants-and biting me) most of them are huge. The spiders were the most noticeably large insect because they are everywhere, we saw 2 types of terantula, the bigger one was about the size of a small plate, and about 2 dozen other types. The mariposas (butterflys) are beautiful, my favorite was the transparent butterfly, the really huge metalic blue ones were nice too. At night the mosquitos came out with a vengance... but they were acompanied by huge luciernagas (fire flys) which would light up the trees. My first night we went out after dinner for a late night canoe camin spotting mission. They were everwhere! All of the camin in the lake were small, less than a meter, but we saw one on the Rio Benni that was 3m long! During my visit I was also lucky enough to spot 4 different types of monkeys, a deer, pecarys, an anaconda, 2 other types of big snakes, tons and tons of different types of birs including a tiger heron )my fav), Serere, pigmy kingfisher, hummingbirds, cormorants, Macaw (all 3 types that they have there), 2 othe types of heron and lots more! The Serere reserve is truely an incredible place, it is one of the last places in the area where you can still find old growth trees that havnt been cut down, they are really big! We saw a ficus tree and the base was about the size of my living room! I was sad to leave the selva but I was happy to be out of the buggs...

So, apparently all of the photos loaded to the side instead of to the center so the captions are a bit funny... sorry.







The Rurre airport... the landing stip was dirt and it dead ended into a rock wall.













Rurrenabaque

















Boating up the Rio Beni. It was a three hour motored boat trip and then a one hour walk to get to the ecolodge. It really was the middle of the Jungle.














La Selva











After fishing on Lago San Fransisco











Pirana teeth!












Pirana fishing! My guide, Nilo.





















Canoeing on Lago Gringo




















Me with Chinina




















The Serere, the bird that the refuge is named after.
































One of many crazy spiders, this guy is about the size of a coffee cup. HUGE!





















A squirel monkey in the trees, one of 4 different kinds of monkeys that I saw.

















Spider monkey named Chinina, one of the animals being rehabed at the reserve.

















My gorgeous cabana in the Jungle


















La Paz at night... from above.


















"Cholitas wrestling"... Bolivas version of the WWF. Rediculous.
















La Paz















The mountians outside of La Paz.