Raindrops aren't falling on my head.

Did I mention that since we arrived in South America the weather has been red hot every day? Bright sunshine in endless skies over miles and miles and miles of dry land, stretching to the horizon in every direction as we click off the kilometres.

Leaving El Chalten for El Calafate

Today, after a coffee at a ranch once inhabited by Butch and Sundance, we rolled into El Calafate, a goodly sized trading post with lots of shops selling 'gear'. We're well into serious climbing and trekking country, having just arrived from El Chalten, a smaller Deadwood style 'adventuring' town full of camps, hostels and bars full of sinewy Spanish hardcore types looking for the next big thing to climb.

After twelve nights under canvas, we are being treated to a hostel for a couple of nights. I'm having a couple of hours off while Kim is out for a drink with our fellow travellers.

Interesting car No3 : Helados = ice cream

Coffee and cake at Butch and Sundance's place

Cakes and sexy lingerie in one place - I love South America

There's plenty of office politics with a group this size, but I think we are getting along okay, with plenty of laughs and adventures along the way. Michelle was jumped by a two friendly dogs a couple of nights ago outside her tent. Scary enough, but not as bad as having your tent knocked down by a wild boar, as happened to a couple of Germans on our site last week. Never keep grub in your tent!