In the morning we had a visit from the farmer on his horse. Took some
photos as the saddle setup is quite different. Before John took the
photo the farmer put his pistol out of site under a blanket. When
john queried the need for a pistol the answer was BEAR. As high as
the horses shoulder…… First we have heard of bears being here.
Another guy came
along carrying a long implement to cut grass/weeds bushes. His hat
had seen better days as had his shirt, but he was clean and bright
eyed. He had a long chat to us explaining something but we got
nothing of it. His voice and the language was very musical but did
not sound Portuguese, and reminded me a little of French.
We drove on some 90
minutes then as we breasted a cleared hill we had sunshine and wind so
stopped and hung the washing up. I made a carrot cake and by the time
it was cooked the washing was dry.
Driving further on
this track we decided to drop the tyre pressure. John got out and
noticed some prints in the mud, they were big, a Bear perhaps? As we
drove on we saw quite a few other similar prints but smaller.