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For lunch we eat bread, tomatoes and Avocados. The quantity of Avocados we eat quickly earns this crew the name the Avocado crew.
The Puesco did not fail to deliver fun moves, slides, boof and eddy hopping without a break from put in to takeout. But it did deliver some carnage as well. Not as bad as previously but we did still have two swimmers, luckily no lost boats or paddles this time! Given the low water levels we decided to head south the next day in search of some different runs. The first thing we did was fix a ferry ticket from Peurto Monte to Chaiten. After my last failed Futa mission I was pretty keen to get this sorted before we left Pucon. A few hours and some Chilean Pesos later we had a confirmed ferry in seven days. We loaded up the truck and headed out to our first stop. The Rio Fuy.
Quality of sleep
Morning comes the day before we paddle the Fuy and the night brings heavy rain. As I hear it pounding down on my tent I also hear the car door open and close four times as the boys, one by one make their way into somewhere dry. All of our kit is soaked. Motivation is at an all time low, putting on our kayaking gear is all we can do to be dry. The river is fantastic, high water waves and waterfalls the Rio Fuy really has it all. But it had its fair share of carnage too, with three of our five taking a swim at the same spot, almost one after another. Once Pundy and I have cleared up the carnage and recovered all the stuff, we get off the river and head to a
A typical night in the Chilean wilderness
Wild camping is the norm for the Avocado crew, every night we find a new spot. Gather wood, prepare and cook dinner in one pot on our trusty Grill, wash up with water from a nearby lake, river or stream. I sleep like a king in a small tent which I have kindly been lent. But the others are sleeping in bivvy bags under the stars. Their quality of sleep varies from average to poor depending on the temperature.
Busy lines on the Rio Puseco