South America, Day Eight: Patagonia, Chile

Jo Sutherland

Today we spent five hours on a horse. In the snow. Subsequently, we’re broken, hungry and in need of wine.

My horse was called Toastie…

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And Vicki’s was called Pickled Onion (but the Spanish word for it, which neither of us can remember)…

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The horses were amazing – feisty, fiery and nifty on their hooves; they hoiked us up those mountains in a jiffy. They also slipped over a fair few times (“nay” good) but, thankfully, didn’t completely go head over hooves.

I’ve never been on a horse in the snow before. It was bloody freezing. We didn’t even have proper coats on and it was about minus five with the wind-chill (so we guessed).

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Five hours is just too long. And we didn’t have a break – not for water, food, or a wee!

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The couple who owned the gaucho ranch were… odd. Well, the bloke who took us…

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