Saturday, March 19, 2005

The Chilote tow truck

I convinced big Dave that it was unnecessary for us to hire another 4x4 now that we´re spending some time around the Lakes district where most of the roads around are paved. So, we now have a sexy volkswagen at half the cost and we have arrived comfortably in Chiloe without too much fuss. Although......our first experience shortly after disembarking the vehicle ferry onto Chiloe island from Puerto Montt was hilarious.

We drove into Caulin in search of a restaurant called Ostras Caulin to eat bucket loads of oysters but instead found a very distraught newly married spanish couple and a local farmer on the playa(beach)trying to heave their deeply embedded 4x2 out of the sand. Being ´´aussies´´ and well experienced in the whole 4x4 thing (ahem) we tried all sorts of things from letting air out of their tyres to laying out pieces of wood and rocks all the while looking very ´´experienced´´ (but in fact adding more to the problem). It was then decided that we needed a spade so us 2 girls got into our car and drove up a rickety old road in search of a farmhouse. Luckily we found a woman milking a cow who lent us her huge spade and who told us to go and see her neighbour about his 2 boys. Well, I thought she said 2 boys from her rapid castellano and I kept thinking that they were perhaps 2 very strong sturdy boys who could help push. Funnily enough, her neighbour brought out 2 of his biggest and strongest bulls which of course set us 2 girls off into a fit of hysterics. We tried very hard to contain our laughter whilst the farmer prepared his ´´boys´´ by tying a piece of wood onto their horns and then set off down the hill for the beach. Big dave found it very amusing to see a farmer and his 2 bulls followed by a volkswagen emerge from the hill half an hour later! It didn´t take long for the burly farmer and his bulls to tow the car out of the sand, and after a few photos and lots of muchos gracias, he rounded up his bulls and disappeared back up the hill.

We were then treated to lunch by the spanish couple at Ostras Caulin where we feasted on loads of oysters (natural, fried and oyster soup) and one too many pisco sours before we went our separate ways.

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