Welcome again to Expedition 11C where the advance team is in situ and ready for action. After a bonza barbie from barbeque kings Tom (pictured) and Pete last night (they're both in the logistics team so it was super organised)...
... our treat this morning was an early jaunt up a volcano. At 3432m above sea level, Volcan Irazu (pronounced a bit like 'Oovavu' from Shooting Stars') is pretty high. So we hopped in the landys, which we parked in reverse when we arrived. This was just in case the volcano decided to get active on us (in fact our deputy programme manager Ivan's safety brief included the immortal lines 'if anyone spots an eruption please let everyone else know'). Gulp.
With that we set off for an hour to meander round the beautiful turquoise crater lake of an active volcano, a first for many of us:
The guys decided a boyband shot was in order along the way:
Left to right: Keiner - our host venturer co-ordinator; Tom, Mark and Pete -all logistics; Ben our newest arrival - a medic project manager, and Ivan - our deputy programme manager.
Move over Take That!
As we walked up to the lookout point we had a totally awesome view of the smoke plume coming from Volcan Turrialba which we can also see from fieldbase on a good day:
And here's the obligatory group shot but with the added twist of us trying to kill each other (not really):
With that we headed down to say hello to a friendly furry thing which had bounded up to us on arrival. However, the adorable creature known as a Koatimundi in English ('Pizote' in Spanish) displayed its Jekyll and Hyde nature when it ran off with Tom and Julie's cake. They weren't happy.
After so much excitement, most of us headed back to fieldbase. But a small number took a detour to visit a project site from the last expedition, 10L, in Volcan Irazu national park. One of last year's teams helped to develop a trail system with paths and drainage. Here's Laura our logistics manager returning rakes to a happy Horacio, one of the park rangers:
And Keiner was chuffed because he was able to run up and down the path at top speed which his little brother had helped to build last year:
Laura and me (Gerry, the comms officer) huffed and puffed our way up before realising that altitude sickness was potentially kicking in. So Mark from logistics and our driver for the day, did a sterling job of negotiating hairpin bends, giant potholes, crazy cars overtaking, cows in the road, and hills so steep they would be black runs if they had snow on them, to get us back in one piece. Phew!