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This Blog is about the adventures of Tim and Jane, that's us!!! as we hit the road through the Americas, Europe and South East Asia - The Trip of a Lifetime - and also our honeymoon!. "La Pista Batida" is the spanish translation of "The Beaten Track" which we will be hitting along our journey - However we will be also looking to get off la pista batida as often as we can to get away from the masses, in search of good times, great memories and new friends. Hope you can follow us as we journey on and add to our blog!
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Saturday, 31 March 2012

Pichilemu - A slower pace of life

March 30th 2012
So we came to Pichilemu to escape the city and slow things down a little, stay in one place for more than a couple of days and just relax...and that we did. The morning after our arrival, the fog moved in, the temperature dropped and time began to stand still. Our hosts so friendly after the first night seemed a little more evasive (maybe embarrassed by the fact that they had on so many occasions promised to "throw a fucking cow on the fire!" in our honour when the alcohol had been flowing the previous night). In fact they became so evasive that we didn't even know where they were for 50% of the time over the following week. This made escaping Casa Verde somewhat tricky and organizing a surf trip/horse ride or anything else even trickier. We seemed to work to their timetable which like Fiji and Bali, here ran in "Chile Time". The swell had died on the first day and for the first 24 hours we literally did nothing. By the second day I think they sensed I was getting a little tetchy and we finally hit Punta De Lobos. This reeling machine of a wave has a reputation for some of the longest rides in Chile and although my first surf there wasn't all time by the local standards, it was still pretty classic by my terms. Over the next few days the swell slowly grew and by the last couple of days I had surfed some of the best, longest lefthanders in my life without a doubt. The sun poked through here and there and all in all I got what I wanted from Pichilemu. I'm afraid it was pretty quiet for Jane who devoured "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo". Jane didn't mind so much that it was quiet and rather cold at Casa Verde, it was just a pity that our hosts who had promised so much at the start were so absent and unable to provide in the end - no horse ridding for Jane in the end.
By Friday my shoulders were aching from so many great waves and we decided it was time to see some more of the country. We'd been told good things about a town in the Lake Region surrounded by volcanoes with many great outdoor activities to do. Just a couple of bus transfers and one long overnight ride to get there. Well, off we go again!

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