Two errant lines intersect in Chile, a TR with two perspectives.

[VPS]

You know everyone time @juddles talks about The Botanist all I can think about is their gin

 

[JohnM]

Mmmm, mmmm, a completo .



Shall I strike now while the evil dictator is distracted?



The door to completo nirvana . Designer alfresco seating .



Mmmm, mmmm, chips and mayo like you’ve never seen before .



The end of another great day.

 

[JohnM]

Some pics from exploring the Elqui Valley and adjacent sub-valleys while ever mindful of the evil bubbling next to me....



The grapes for pisco are grown on a trellis much like table grape production. The foliage forms a mat and the fruit hangs below where the pickers can walk underneath.

In the main valley, the strong up-valley wind leads to placement of various forms of mesh windbreak screens, with more valuable crops such as massive mandarin orchards being completely covered.



Another view of a part of the avocado orchard.



Novel use of old pisco vats.






The end of another day while slurping another pisco sour .



Now, as I tremble in my bed as the dawn breaks, what evil is to befall me today I wonder....

 

[JohnM]

Mmmm, mmmm, bacon and fresh goat’s cheese .

 

[JohnM]

Driving, plotting - it’s just like walking and chewing gum to evil dictators... .

 

[JohnM]

Errk, I’m getting giddy...

And pretty rocks for you-know-who .

 

[JohnM]

The Old Fox trying to teach the young foxes - but are they listening?

 

[JohnM]

La Silla ESO (European Southern Observatory), a place that has particular significance to @juddles. Ironically, we visited yesterday under heavy cloud and some rumbling thunder as a weather change moved through. There were even a few spots if rain.

Going back past there today, there was not a cloud in the sky... .

 

[JohnM]

Last (Saturday) night in Huasco, Chile. After dinner with a very good Chilean Cab Sav (preceded by the obligatory pisco sour - cough, cough), we dropped into a bar/resto on the way back to our hotel.

Good live music, and - ahem - some more drinkies, which kept going until 0200h. As we were about to leave I discovered that the very good singer was Australian - and owned the place. Needless to say, we settled in a bit longer with lovely Alison. What a blast! We did make it home before dawn and just managed to arise before afternoon .

Also needless to say we were a trifle dusty when we did surface....

 

[juddles]

Although I had less than perfect confidence in my last attack (I am an inherently cautious person, I have low expectations - I fly QF regularly), the reality that my “completo” bio attack was unsuccessful surprised even me with its complete failure.

You give someone a serve of the most diabolical soup of bacteria and they not only survive, but flourish!!!!!! He awoke the next day and was simply beaming!!!!??? His earthly body riddled, saturated, with toxins but this makes him feel great!!

Despite not killing him, this was also in a way a success – it confirmed to me even more detail about the simply evil nature , the essence, of my foe.

And I have a plan…..

 

[JohnM]

It is now 0330h here and my nemesis is still circling .

What am I to do?

The evil dictator is truly superhuman after tossing off last night’s Cab Sav and double neat pisco kryptonite like he was swatting a fly....

I fear I’m doomed by this persistent assault on my genteel and restrained self....

 

[tgh]

this persistent assault on my genteel and restrained self

So life is slightly imPERfect and leading to negative PERmutations of a planned PERfect PERambulation around Chile ?

 

[juddles]

Although I had less than perfect confidence in my last attack (the ever-cautious person I am -I fly QF regularly), the reality that my “completo” bio attack was unsuccessful surprised even me with its complete failure.

You give someone a serve of the most diabolical soup of bacteria and they not only survive, but flourish!!!!!! He awoke the next day and was simply beaming!!!!??? His earthly body riddled, saturated, with toxins but this makes him feel great!!

Despite not killing him, this was also in a way a success – it confirmed to me even more detail about the simply evil nature , the essence, of my foe.

And I have a plan…..


Tomorrow I will play a trump card. It is both ingenious and also deeply wicked. I have learned in this time the quirks, the foibles, the weaknesses of this foe, and I just happen to have the perfect weapon.

Being who I am, and having many enemies and unwanted guests, I have a collection of “surprises” that I keep for when it all gets too much. It is a bizarre array, as befits the equally bizarre people that invade my space. And in this collection of defenses I have the truly perfect weapon.

I may have been running behind, apparently always losing small battles to this treacherous invader, but equal to his Evil, so is my ability to fight back.

I feel able to share some hints here, as I feel that these will not undermine my plan. I can do this as this annihilating move will come just tomorrow, and my foe is falling asleep and will not access AFF again tonight. He is in that hideous state that wrong-doers get into – he is gloating on recent misdeeds, like the slaying of the defenceless foxes earlier today. Those poor animals can perhaps rest easier in the afterlife knowing that their deaths were not in vain, that they helped the crusade for Good.

Tomorrow I will weave realities into a single moment, a grand finale. I will lure The Botanist deep. I will play to his inner desires, I will use his weaknesses, all of them, and he has so many. The snobbery of good wine, the enjoyment of fine dining, the selfish desire of personal pleasure, DYKWIA syndrome and infamous bragging needs. I will destroy him in that single moment.

I will lead him on a path that appears to be to nirvana, and at the last moment let him drop through a trapdoor to Hell….


Stay tuned

 

[love_the_life]

Although I had less than perfect confidence in my last attack (the ever-cautious person I am -I fly QF regularly), the reality that my “completo” bio attack was unsuccessful surprised even me with its complete failure.

You give someone a serve of the most diabolical soup of bacteria and they not only survive, but flourish!!!!!! He awoke the next day and was simply beaming!!!!??? His earthly body riddled, saturated, with toxins but this makes him feel great!!

Despite not killing him, this was also in a way a success – it confirmed to me even more detail about the simply evil nature , the essence, of my foe.

And I have a plan…..


Tomorrow I will play a trump card. It is both ingenious and also deeply wicked. I have learned in this time the quirks, the foibles, the weaknesses of this foe, and I just happen to have the perfect weapon.

Being who I am, and having many enemies and unwanted guests, I have a collection of “surprises” that I keep for when it all gets too much. It is a bizarre array, as befits the equally bizarre people that invade my space. And in this collection of defenses I have the truly perfect weapon.

I may have been running behind, apparently always losing small battles to this treacherous invader, but equal to his Evil, so is my ability to fight back.

I feel able to share some hints here, as I feel that these will not undermine my plan. I can do this as this annihilating move will come just tomorrow, and my foe is falling asleep and will not access AFF again tonight. He is in that hideous state that wrong-doers get into – he is gloating on recent misdeeds, like the slaying of the defenceless foxes earlier today. Those poor animals can perhaps rest easier in the afterlife knowing that their deaths were not in vain, that they helped the crusade for Good.

Tomorrow I will weave realities into a single moment, a grand finale. I will lure The Botanist deep. I will play to his inner desires, I will use his weaknesses, all of them, and he has so many. The snobbery of good wine, the enjoyment of fine dining, the selfish desire of personal pleasure, DYKWIA syndrome and infamous bragging needs. I will destroy him in that single moment.

I will lead him on a path that appears to be to nirvana, and at the last moment let him drop through a trapdoor to Hell….


Stay tuned

I'm breathless

 

[tgh]

Perhaps we need to send am entomologist to protect the botanist

 

[craven morehead]

Last (Saturday) night in Huasco, Chile. After dinner with a very good Chilean Cab Sav (preceded by the obligatory pisco sour - cough, cough), we dropped into a bar/resto on the way back to our hotel.

Good live music, and - ahem - some more drinkies, which kept going until 0200h. As we were about to leave I discovered that the very good singer was Australian - and owned the place. Needless to say, we settled in a bit longer with lovely Alison. What a blast! We did make it home before dawn and just managed to arise before afternoon .

Also needless to say we were a trifle dusty when we did surface....

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Damn good effort lads

 

[VPS]

You guys need to write a comedy routine

 

[lakeman]

Perhaps we need to send am entomologist to protect the botanist

JohnM needs an emojiologist

 

[JohnM]

Approaching noon and my nocturnal nemesis slumbers. Will I escape any April Fool plots that he may have been hatching to enhance his already demonic evil? A short time will tell...

Warily, warily I tread...

This is the first day with no sea fog or cloud at Guanaqueros since I arrived. Gorgeous. Just planning to chill here today after being constantly on the go, so it’s worked out perfecto.

 

[juddles]

Approaching noon and my nocturnal nemesis slumbers. Will I escape any April Fool plots that he may have been hatching to enhance his already demonic evil? A short time will tell...

Warily, warily I tread......

Ha! Even before my finale, my foe has added his own personal traps – he appears, in his ignorance, to think that an April Fool’s day joke must occur before midday?? He is not in strange Perth, he is here in my world, where things are different.

Now the job is done, the task complete, the trap sprung, I can explain what has transpired. And I do this in ecstasy of the success of my convoluted scheme.

I will lead you all through this, but first let me again express that I am happy, amazingly so.

Let history record that today, 1st of April 2019, The Botanist was slain. He was bested, he was humiliated, he suffered mind-bending negative emotions that have deeply scarred him. He is a withering, desolate mess. Whilst I now relax and savour my moment of victory, The Botanist has retreated to his dark and isolated accommodations, a man truly broken. His wailings have petered out, he has run out of tears. I hear with joy the sobs as he slowly falls asleep. By God I feel great

Let me detail this delicious walk….