There is a change coming to the automotive world, and its coming from China (and most likely India as well)
In the early 90’s the Korean cars came to Australia and the rest of the world, new brands such as Kia, Daewoo and Hyundai arrived, we had never heard of them. They were cheap, tinny and no body thought that they would ever be serious players in the automotive market. Fast forward 25 years, Daewoo has ceased to exist but Hyundai now has the second highest selling car in Australia, and it is a good quality product.
In the early 2010’s two brands of Chinese manufactured cars arrived in Australia, Chery and Great Wall, they are both cheap, tinny and no body really acknowledges them. That is going to change!
images courtesy of Wikipedia
During my trip recent to China I lost count of the number of different makes of car I saw, I started to try to photographically catalogue them, but I missed more makes than I got. There were some great names, King Long, what is there not to like about a car called King Long.
Just from my photo compilation there are over 17 makes of car in China. Today their quality is variable, ok to rubbish, but it won’t stay that way. It took Korea about 20 years to move from the periphery to being a major automotive player, how long China? Looking at the speed they are catching up with their electronics, my guess is that in 10 to 15 years there will be 3 to 5 Chinese makes of car that will occupy a major part of the world car market. Cheers to driving Chinese steel.
🙂 Land Rover are safe from the Chinese for a couple of years yet.
It was meant to be a girl’s weekend!! But when, Miss G my 8 yo daughter, discovered we were planning a trip to China that would be her and her mum there was an instant and catastrophic melt down. There was no protest from my wife, about me going not her, so it was me who was off on the girls weekend to Beijing.
Since it was China, and time was short and I had not done the requisite research I organized a fully inclusive tour that included transfers from and to the airport and everything in between, call me lazy.
Overview of Pre booked services with china highlights (flights organised by Tubbytraveller tours 🙂
Place & Transport
Activities & Meals
Fly Seoul – Beijing CZ316, One-way Private Transfer Between Beijing Airport and Your Hotel (Driver only)
Pick up and drop off at Hotel
Forbidden City, Tian’anmen Square and Mutianyu Great Wall, Lunch
Pick up and drop off at Hotel
Summer Palace, Bird’s Nest and Water Cube, Jingshan Park, Temple of Heaven, Lunch at Dawanju Restaurant
One-way Private Transfer Between Beijing Airport and Your Hotel (Driver only) Fly Beijing – Seoul CZ315
Lama Temple, the Confucius Temple, Take a Rickshaw and Walking Trip with a Home-Visit in the Hutongs, Lunch
Cost for tour (excluding flights) US$890 (for 2 people)
We were in Beijing from the 1st to 4th of October which coincided with the “Golden week”, this meant that, even for Beijing’s standards, it was busy, or for a normal human – Chaos. There were people jams at all the major tourist attractions, a ¾ hour bus ride took 2 hours and so on, luckily we live in Seoul and can handle this sort of chaos with ease, I felt sorry for the Dutch couple that were with us, they found the push and jostle very distressing.
We took the 5:00am bus to Incheon Airport checked in and flew to Beijing with the minimal of fuss. We were collected from the Beijing Airport and driven to our hotel, the transfer cost $50us and I felt was money very well spent, it relieves all the stress in navigating in an unfamiliar country. We checked in at about 11:00 am, which was nice of the hotel. Our hotel was a block from Wangfujing Avenue, the famous tourist shopping street. So once were checked in we walked down to Wangfujing Avenue for a bite of lunch and a mosey round the shops. After some nice dumplings for lunch we found some presents for my family and Miss G found herself a nice dress, shoes and a necklace, I am a sucker, my no buying presents lasted less than five minutes under pressure from my daughter. After shopping we went back to the hotel and organised ourselves a massage, then dinner and bed.
The Forbidden City
The next day we went to Tian’anmen Square, the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, for me the highlight of the day was the great wall, for Miss G it was the ride down from the Great wall.
Tian’anmen Square and the Forbidden City were interesting for historical reasons, (there was no trace of tanks or protesters) and also for the sheer number of tourists. We were just a small group in a sea of people, except Miss G is blond and blue-eyed girl in a sea of Chinese people, every couple of steps we (she) was stopped for photos, living in Korea we are used to this, but it was extreme and got wearing. After a while our guide got annoyed with the constant interruptions, so said we should ask them to pay for the photos with Miss G, of course I can’t speak Chinese, which I politely pointed out, so he started saying to the pushy mothers “you must pay for photos” or something like that. It seemed to work….. but rather embarrassingly a couple of the mothers actually offered money.
Crowds lining up outside the Forbidden City, Photo Op with Miss G, and Tian’anmen Square
The part of the great all we visited was the Mutianyu section, it is in a very mountainous region, we were driven to a parking lot that was a short but steep walk to some shops and a ticket office. From there it was a fiveish minute ride in a somewhat ancient cable car to the great wall itself.
The slow way up
The fast way down
Going up and Coming down
The great wall is fascinating, like Stonehenge at the first viewing it is somewhat underwhelming, it is just an old brick wall about 7m wide and maybe 10m high, with lots of steps, lots and lots of steps. We walked up then down some 950 steps in the small section that we walked, we covered a section of the that may have been 1.5 km and it was hard going, (for me, Miss G thought it was a race and complained that we were all too slow), it is only when I had been on the wall for a while, that the enormity of the wall and what a feet it must have been to build it became apparent. We walked 1.5 km out of 12,000km!!!!!!
The trip down was on a thing somewhat like a bobsled/skeleton, great fun but Miss G was not happy that we didn’t go faster, but without smashing into the people in front if us, faster was impossible.
The temple of heaven, like most things we visited was impressive due to its sheer size and grandure. Roof tiles and dragons are very important in china, apparently…. Gold roof tiles represent royalty and are for the emperor, blue tiles represent heaven/sky and are for the gods (temples) and Green tiles represent the earth and are for the people.
The visit to the summer palace was interesting, for me it was more about how the massive crowd moved and interacted, the place was interesting enough but the kilometer long lines of tourists were incredible, after the initial push and shove they all moved in a fast and orderly manner.
The summer palace, murals and a stone boat
Final day there was just Miss G and myself on the tour, this was great as we could spend as long as we wanted on the interesting parts and skip what we found boring, The first stop of the day was the Temple of the Dali Lama and the neighbouring Confucius Temple and school. The Temple of the Dali Lama was very interesting and Miss G stopped at each shrine; burnt three incense sticks, said a prayer and made a wish.
This was followed by a visit to Confucius’s temple and school, it was at this school that all the Emperors children, close relatives and outstanding scholars were educated, in some ways the classrooms have not changed much, just the discipline was a bit more extreme back then.
No Blog Post would be complete without some reference to and photos of food. I have saved my food comments for the last day. When I was browsing in the 7 / 11 across from our hotel I saw that a bottle of Yellow tail wine was 98 CNY the same place a bottle of Jose Cuervo tequila was 95CNY, WTF how can a cheep bottel of Aussie plonk be the same price as a bottel Mexican tequila!!!
During the trip Miss G had been a bit reserved in what she ate but at lunch all of a sudden she wanted to get adventurous.
Bullfrog Szechuan Style and Pork
So we ordered a Pork dish and Bullfrog Szechuan style, the pork was great but the bullfrog was probably a step too far, the Szechuan seasoning was super hot and made my lips tingle and the bullfrog could be best described as a bit like chicken crossed with slithereen. I did wonder if a bottle of tequila may have helped the situation. I should have remembered more details of the pork dish but the Bullfrog Szechuan style completely blew it out of my brains. Miss G was not impresses with Frog.
After lunch we visited a traditional house, took a short rickshaw ride, bought some trinkets and returned to the airport. Security, Check-in, Security, Immigration, Security, Customs and Security were easy and no hassle, just there lots of stops, many inspections and much stamping of forms. The Airport is showing its age but the lounge was comfortable and the helpful woman at the front desk posted Miss G’s postcards. We flew on China eastern, it was more than adequate for a 2 hour flight, the plane was a long way from new but it was clean and everything functioned.
The China highlights tour was well organised, there were three things that I was happy with that made the trip more enjoyable, 1.) there were no stops at special shops, 2.) we had the same guide each day and 3.) there was good guidance given as to the tips that should be given.
The third point may not sound important but being mainly Australian I neither believe in tips nor have any inbuilt radar as to how much is an appropriate tip. Over all the tour was good, not brilliant but in no way bad, the guide could have been a little more enthusiastic.
My 10-year-old son and I recently spent a four-day weekend in Japan, Neither of us had been there before, and we don’t often get to do a father son weekend away. Tokyo is a 2 hour flight from Seoul, we flew out on the Friday evening from the old Seoul airport Gimpo, It has several advantages over Inchon (the new airport) it is only 30 min from our house by subway and it is small so check in and security reliably take far less time. Once through security I was disappointed to discover that there were no Airline lounges :-(, we had been relying on them for dinner (and in my case a nice cold beer). So we made do and ate in a nondescript airport restaurant, it seemed that in the Gimpo Airport nondescript is all they do, it can be said that they have a great variety of instant raimian noodles (pot noodles, instant noodles for the rest of the world) available, to me this doesn’t constitute h’aute cuisine or for that matter passable food.
No matter, we boarded the plane with a mere 45 min delay, we were flying on ANA, to me it was just another unremarkable plane and unremarkable flight. We arrived at Haneda airport and proceeded through immigration and customs and caught a taxi to our hotel the “Shinagawa Prince”, the taxi trip was one of the most expensive of my life, the trip was less than ½ an hour but cost about $75 US. We could have caught the subway for $2.50 each!! But it was late at night and we were both tired, so in the same circumstances I would probably do the same again.
The Shinagawa Prince is just beside the Shinagawa train station and is a typical 4* hotel, I would not describe it as characterless, but I struggle to remember anything interesting about it. We made it into bed by 11pm and fell straight asleep.
The next morning we were up early for a buffet breakfast, my son was in heaven all these new foods to try, me, I just over eat bacon, and cheese omelets, buffets are just bad for me. After Breakfast we went on a full day tour of Tokyo. The tour was the Dynamic Tokyo tour run by www.jtb-sunrisetours.jp and it started from the Hamamatsucho Bus Terminal. It was the first time that I had done a tour like this, overall it felt it was worth doing, parts of it seemed stage-managed and some parts were boring (to me, perhaps some people find driving slowly past a flashy shopping strip riveting but I think I fell asleep) and the interesting bits we seemed to be rushed. We had a lovely Japanese guide who was very knowledgeable and patiently answered all our questions.
Our first stop was Tokyo Tower, Tour Quote “Tokyo Tower, the symbol of Tokyo, offers a great 360 degree panoramic view from its main observatory.”
We traveled up the lift to the observatory deck, and true to its word we had marvelous views of Tokyo, the highlight (for my son) were the glass observation tiles in the floor,
where you could stand and look straight down 150m, E thought it was the coolest thing on the planet.
This was followed by a traditional Japanese tea Ceremony,
the ceremony was interesting but to my and E’s pallets the tea was increadably bitter. The most interesting thing was the Bonsai trees in the garden some of which were over 500 years old.
Lunch was a Japanese-style BBQ which it must be said was much like a Korean BBQ, and I should have not been surprised as the countries have many other things in common.
Lunch was followed by a visit to Nijubashi Bridge in the Imperial Palace Plaza, and then on to Hinode Pier for a Board the Sumida River Cruise. we must have been doing quite a bit as once on the boat I was enjoying the cruise so much I just had to have a power nap. The Cruise ended at the Nakamise Shopping Street which is a bustling nick-nak marker, as usual I struggled to by good nick-naks but I did get a nice tee-shirt and some eyeless dolls for the girls. The eyeless dolls are paper mache and you are meant to paint one eye when you make a wish and the second eye when the wish comes true.
At the end of the street there is the Sensoji Temple, which is reputed to be Tokyo’s oldest temple, there was much incense burning and for a small donation you could get your fortune told. My son insisted in doing the ritual and ended up with a good luck fortune. I suspect that most of the fortunes are some sort of good luck and if you get a bad one you can tie it up in a special way and try again, and repeat until you get good luck.
From there it was back to the hotel, for dinner we had Tepinyaki that was really well cooked and very much enjoyed.
Mt Fuji and Hakone
The next day we departed the hotel for Mt Fuji and Hakone, the bus and tour guide was much like the one form the previous day, we were treated to some useful and some interesting titbits of information which helped pass the time on the 2 hr bus trip. The day was generally overcast and showery but when we reached the 5th station on Mt Fuji, for a glorious few minutes the weather cleared and we got a spectacular view of the top.
The little shop at the 5th station is really cool, you can buy postcards and stamps and post them from the shop. Instead of a normal post mark your post card gets a big stamp in the shape of Mt. Fuji that said posted from Mt Fuji. E thought that it was so good that he wrote post cards to all his grand parents.
From Mt Fuji it was lunch which was once again very similar to a Korean lunch with lots of sides, soup and rice.
After lunch we continued to Lake Ashi for a short cruise to the base of the Mt. Komagatake ropeway. The ropeway turned out to be a cable car, the day was overcast, we caught the cable car to the top and walked out to have a look around, apparently there was a stunning view, however we could see no more than 20m as we were in the cloud. Ah well a fun cable car trip.
That night we stayed at a traditional hotel in Hakone, our beds were on the floor and we had a traditional Spa followed by a traditional Japanese meal. The meal was a multiple course affaire with many Japanese delicacies, the salad was great, as was the sushi and miso soup however the fish balls were not so tasty. Having the meal was interesting, we were wearing traditional Japanese cloths and there were a great variety of people in the dining hall, families, lovers and groups of friends.
Generally I have never particularly enjoyed Saki, so I took the opportunity to taste the recommended Sakis from the restaurant, They were all tasty, but not a tasty that I particularly liked, the one that I prefered was the Tachibana. Chatting with the waiter is was told that the Tachibana was twice the price of the other two, I am glad that my palate is still good enough to tell the better drink, however I will not become a Saki conissioure.
Back to Tokyo
The Fastest and cheapest way back to Tokyo was a bus but E had always wanted to go on the Bullet train (Shinkansen) so we took a local train to the station that the bullet train went from and caught it. It was a great, comfortable and fast ride (it took longer to catch the local train and do the connections than it took to get to get to Tokyo). The train ride is so smooth and tracks well designed that you get very little feeling of speed definitely it does not feel the 300 km/h that you are traveling.
During the trip I almost got the worst father of the year award, we stopped at a 7/11 to get some food and a drink for the trip back to Tokyo, I grabbed a couple of sandwiches, some fish jerky and a bottle of water, E wanted a sweet drink so I let him choose, he returned with a brightly coloured can called “Strong Juice” and a picture of an orange on it. When we sat down on the station bench and started lunch E took a large swig of it then another before saying “Daddy I don’t like this”, he almost got the “you chose it you drink it response” but I thought “we are in Japan I best taste it in case it is some weird Japanese concoction”. When I tasted it I immediately got the impression of strong fruit juice and cheap Vodka, I inspected the can closely and the figure “9%” jumped out a me. I realized that it was a 9% alcopops that I had almost made my son drink OOPS, don’t tell my wife I will never be let out again :-).
On the final evening suddenly E said he had enough of adventurous food and could we have some western food, so we settled for pub grub, and went into the nearest bar. The Bar man spoke almost no English, but there was no problem, the entire place was covered in rugby posters and he understood “Beer”, “Rugby” and “Australia” the rest we could get by with pointing. We had a great dinner of dumplings accompanied by beer and lemonade and the bar man was my buddy by the end of the evening.
The trip home was Haneda airport Tokyo to Gimpo Airport Seoul then Subway home, both air ports are very similar, they are both slightly tired and are the second airports for their respective cities, and once again much to my annoyance Haneda like Gimpo it did not have a lounge….
I have re-read my post and I sound like a grumpy old man, I suppose I just found Japan interesting but there was nothing startling and new. I enjoyed the trip and would think that almost every one would enjoy seeing Tokyo and Mt Fuji, I suppose that it was more like being in a photo of the place and not really getting to know anything local.
This will be my last post on my trip to Kamchatka, it was an epic trip and it feels like an epic amount of work to chronicle it. When reading the stats please keep in mind that they may be wildly inaccurate, I only recorded the catched in the evenings when I got back to camp, so there may be some inaccuracies as I tried to keep count of up to 5 different species of fish in one day, the memory may or may not have been helped by the occasional shot of Vodka and definitely by the occasional lunch time beer.
Distances were measured by dropping pins on the Google “my map” app on my Samsung S6, no exploding screen issues there. The accuracy of the pins seems to be exceptional, the phone was only using the GPS system as it had no phone signal to correct off. The main issue is that when we were traveling I was generally interested in what was going on and forgot to record where we were, so some of the bus distances are rather rubbery.
3 trips, 8 legs
Boat & Bus
Days away from home
0.5 day for transfer
Total Fish Caught
Av size 20+ inch
18 – 20 inch
The number of steps were measured by the pedometer in my phone, I suspect that they are rather under recorded, mainly because I didn’t carry my phone all the time and for the fishing days I only averaged 3,000 steps, this seems odd as I normally walk 10,000 steps a day and I do an office job, it could have been something to do with wading and the step pattern being all wrong for the phone to measure.
The hotel and guest house averaged about $60/night.
Cured Salmon and Salmon Caviar in Vladivostok Airport
Thoughts and Questions answered
Would I do it again? Yes!!! an easy one to start with, I would not do the same trip alone again, but one of the other trips or with a group of friends I would be straight back there.
Are the Russians Cool? Hell yes, the outfitting group were super cool and nice.
Was it luxurious? No, We were very well looked after but if it is a 5 star resort, h’aute cuisine and foot massage you are after don’t go ou will hate it. Some times it got uncomfortable, cold, wet and I was attacked by insects, but it was never even close to unbearable.
Was it Good Value for money? Who knows…. I have never been on a comparable trip, I doubt that there is comparable fishing anywhere else but in Kamchatka, and if there is it costs just as much. The wilderness and fishing values are unmatched, and in a strange sort of way the cultural experience was great too.
Was it awkward spending 2 weeks in a tent with a stranger? No, we weren’t strangers for long, we all had a good attitude and just got on with it. As per my answer to the would I do it again, I would love the opportunity to fish with the guys I traveled with.
Did I take the right Gear? Generally yes, it felt like I had too many warm cloths, but we mainly had sunny warm weather, if we had two weeks that were like the coldest day I am sure that I would have appreciated the warm cloths. I would make some small adjustments to the equipment I brought, the 6# Guideline bullet was not up to the job of turning over the large mouse flies and streamers, but it was perfect for the dry flies, next time a Rio outbound short will replace it. The 8# outfit was spot on, I would suggest that any one going for 2 weeks make their primary outfit a 8#. Other than that the information provided by the Fly shop was good.
Beards at work in Korea
One of the final cultural thing that I had not been expecting was when I got back to work in Korea. As is normal for me (and most people) I didn’t shave while I was on holiday, I actually didn’t take any shaving gear, it seemed unnecessary, so when I got back to work I had three weeks growth. To my astonishment I had lots of very weird reactions to me having a beard, the most common (from younger men who make up the majority of the people I work with) was a hello when I got back to the office, then giggle and say something like “you grew a beard” giggle and not be able to look me in the eye and then run away. This happened time and again. The female reaction was far more variable, from “a beard, that is very manly” to the giggle and run.
Eventually at a team dinner, after several beers and shots of soju one of the juniors summoned up the courage to tell me I must shave my beard off. The reasoning was not all that coherent but there were things such as the Bosses would think I was not ready to work unless I was clean-shaven, beard were dirty, they caused embarrassment to people who could not grow one and several other things that I didn’t fully understand. After about three weeks I relented and shaved it off, the next day at work all was back to normal????? All just a unique cultural situation in Korea.
I have combined these days together as there was nothing particularly eventful about the trip. In the morning I was picked up by Anatole and I said my final good bys to the guys and I was on my way. It was a bit sad to say good by as it was the last of the fishing party that I had spent two weeks in close proximity and we all of had become good friends. As described in an earlier post the Petropavlovsk Kamcatksi (PKC) airport is small and with the help of Anatole it was easy to navigate. I stayed at the same hotel in Vladivostok, it was a sunny day when I arrived and I knew where I was going so getting there and checking in held no worry or surprises.
After a stroll round Atrem I returned to the hotel for dinner, which was the usual hearty Russian fare, I started with Beer, Bread and a salted salmon salad in a cheese basket, and finished with meat dumplings. The salted salmon salad was especially good.
The final leg of the trip was the short flight from Vladivostok to Seoul. I stocked up on Vodka, Smoked Salmon and Salmon Caviar at Vladivostok airport, this was for consumption with some friends once my Family had returned form Australia. It went down a treat. The Salmon Caviar was about $25 for a 500g tub, I bought both Sockeye and Humpback salmon Caviar. To my taste the Sockeye Caviar was the better of the two but they were both very good and exceptional value for money.
After landing in Seoul Incheon airport I took the express bus from Incheon to Ganagnam and then dragged my luggage the last 250 to my apartment, I was bone tired but I was HOME!!!!! 🙂 but work the next day 😦
Next Stats and thoughts and impressions of the trip.
Today was the day we were leaving the river and heading home, I was hoping for and early departure so that I could get the evening flight to Vladivostok, it was not to be. We got up had breakfast and the guides called in and we were told that the chopper would arrive at about 10:40, all was looking good. We packed our bags and packed up the camp and then to kill time the guides allows us all to have a shot from their guns, however to do the they made us all wear a funny russian hat, the bushes in the middle of the river stood no chance. After the bushes and river had been thoroughly shot up we packed the guns away and waited for the Chopper.
At almost exactly 10:40 a helicopter was heard then sighted coming down the river, we all took our position on the river bank with the luggage between us and the landing area and then squatted down. The helicopter was coming down the river and passed by us by about 50m, we were expecting that it would pass us then turn round and land into the wind. But it just kept going, it didn’t slow it didn’t turn it just kept going down river. There were lots of confused looks and WTF is going on discussion, after 5 minutes the head guide tried to ring Anatole again, no answer, that most likely meant that he was in the air and on his way. The helicopter did not return and we never found out what it was doing, other than the fishing operation it was the only sigh of human life that we had seen for the entire trip.
We waited another hour and a half ish and finally a different helicopter arrived. Anatole emerged from it with cold beer, Bliss!!! So we stood arround and had a well deserved cold beer while the guides packed the helicopter with the entire camp and rafts and luggage. Once that was done we all boarded the helicopter and we were on our way!!
Packing the Helicopter
But not for far, the helicopter took off, gained 5 to 10m, turned round 180° the flew about 50m then descended to about 1m and the load master opened the door and jumped out and then gave the pilot directions backward and forward, up and down for a couple of minutes until we landed again. At that point with the rotors still under light load the seven fishermen (including me) and one guide, one dog, a couple of bags and a box of beer were unceremoniously off loaded and then the helicopter departed with out us. Apparently it was overloaded and would be back in about the time it would take us to drink the beer.
Tom, flat-out working, waiting for the helicopter to return.
So with the conversation revolving round how we would fashion a hunting speer using just the trees around us and a beer tin, we set to work to drink the beer (just to ensure we had some aluminum to make the tip of the hunting spear). After each of us had a couple of beers the helicopter duly returned minus the wilderness camp crew, equipment and supplies for the coming week. We boarded it and flew to the Sedanka Lower camp to pick up the other fishing party and the Sedanka guides and equipment.
Me lying on the rafts near the back of the helicopter and the Sedanka guides having a beer in the very back of the Helicopter
We arrived at the lower camp and said our hello’s to the other group and the guides, and the helicopter was loaded and we boarded. The helicopter went to take off just got in the air and then landed again. I was thinking “shit not again, we will run out of beer shortly”, however it was a balance issue and we just need to move some weight further back in the helicopter. So the back doors were opened and some of the guides climbed into the back of the helicopter and the doors were closed again and securely fastened with their piece of string!!! I and a couple of others crawled towards the back of the helicopter and lay on top of the rafts and other equipment. This time the helicopter got airborne and I flew the entire trip from the lower to upper Sedanka camp in this position.
We made it to the Upper Sedanka camp and off-loaded the equipment, supplies and guides, picked up a guide and a Korean outfitter who were hosting the group that would be fishing the following week. Then it was up up and away, no problems taking off this time, we were heading to a different refueling heliport near Esso.
Lined up at the bathroom at Esso
Once we crossed the mountain range the weather closed in some what and there wasn’t a huge ceiling between the mountains and the cloud base, however we made good progress and soon we were at the heliport in Esso refueling. Buy the time we made it to Esso it was certain that I would not make the flight to Vladivostok. Lucky I had reservations for a room at Martha’s and flights for the following days.
Tired bodies on the last leg back to Petropavlosk-Kamchatskiy
The final leg from Esso to Petropavlosk-Kamchatskiy took almost 2 hours, there was not all that much chatter, we were all tried and most of us slept during the flight. once we were on the ground we were transferred by bus back to the airport where we said our good bys to the americans and Oystein, Bob, Gene and myself continued on to Martha’s for a warm shower and Bed!!!!
Our last day floating the river, we had longer than usual to go as we were a day short on the float as we had an extra day in the lower Sedanka Camp due to the weather and the helicopter not being able to pick us up.
Making our way down river and clearing fallen trees to allow us to continue
It was a glorious sunny day, and the fishing was solid but not spectacular, but I still managed a 24 inch rainbow. After lunch we reached the junction with the Sedanka, here we wer about 10km below the lower Sedanka camp and the river was wider and faster but still full of fish.
Bu the time we made it to camp I was ready to have a break from fishing, and wanted to get myself clean and into a clean and dry set of cloths. Since the camp ground was chosen as a place that the helicopter could pick us up from there were no trees close to it, so nowhere to set up a shower. Therefore getting clean involved a swim in the river, it was cold…. it took my breath away, but I managed to wash properly with soap so I was no longer smelly, it was my first proper wash in 4 days, Oh I felt so much better. Once dry, with dry and clean set of cloths I was a whole new man. I was thankful that everyone else in the camp also took the opportunity to get clean.
Once the day was done we relaxed with the last couple of beers beside the river.
Dinner its self was OK, tasted good but there wasn’t much to it, Spud and Fried pork. The reason was soon apparent. As soon as dinner was over Tatiana arrived with a cake, WTF we had been six days on the river and there was a cake with candles. So it was cake, shots of vodka and shots, we sang happy birthday then the guides gave Brian a happy birthday salvo. The guides had 20g shotguns, they were loaded with flares, so the camp was lit up with the green and purple glow of the flares.
A no bake birthday cake and Bryan with his birthday mug
Playing with cameras and some late night snacks
After dinner we gathered round the camp fire, relaxed, swapped stories, dank all the remaining vodka in camp, not that there was all that much of it to start with. As the night progressed the photographers started to play and we took some very interesting photographs that light painting and similar techniques were used. Then it was sleep.