Day 33: 19 September 2017 – Asunción – Santa María Fé

Left Asuncion early in horrendous traffic, made worse by the terrifying lack of any apparent traffic rules. This was particularly noticeable whenever two dual carriageways crossed with no roundabout or traffic lights. I can seriously say that this was the worst city for driving I have ever experienced, and I have travelled quite a lot! Getting out of the city was a nightmare too, even with the sat nav, but without it would have been impossible as we saw no road signs at all, and precious few street signs.

No traffic lights, no roundabouts – not for the faint-hearted

Once we had escaped the city and got out into open country it was very different – a much greener landscape than we had seen before in the Chaco area. We stopped in Yaguarón to see a beautiful old (1777) Franciscan Church – it is the only reduction to have its original church still standing in it’s original form. Yaguarón is a very attractive town with a different feel to it compared with where we have been before. It is laid out on a grid system with leafy residential cobbled streets and well built, red-tiled houses.

Franciscan church at Yaguarón

From there we drove on to San Juan Bautista for lunch (chicken, mandioc and salad with sopa paraguaya). The landscape very different from the Chaco – agricultural country with tall trees and abundant leaves, lawns, hedges and flowers around the buildings. Generally a wealthier feel to this part of the country.

Sta María Hotel, in Santa María Fé

After lunch we drove on to Santa María Fé, where stayed in the Sta María Hotel, a beautiful low building which seems to run spiritual retreats. It was established by Margaret Hebblethwaite who was the author of C’s guidebook along with various co-operative initiatives to provide work and income for local people.

Local arts and crafts

There was a workshop where women were making As we entered we spotted an artesania cooperative next door and C bought a some stitched wall hangings and other crafts as mementos of the trip.

Hotel Dining Room

After a long day’s driving we had supper in hotel (roast chicken and vegetables and a bottle of Chilean Red), and a quiet evening. After eating we sat in the square for a while. Too dark to see the monkeys we’d been told about but we listened to a night owl.

Day 31: 17 September 2017 – back to Asunción

Going home day, so a bit sad. Up early and got last standing shot of Caroline’s plumbeous ibis.

The beautiful plumbeous ibis once again

We spent a good part of the day on the long (500km) drive, stopping once to see Beryl the missionary (who unfortunately wasn’t there) and once for lunch at the same place we had stopped on the way out. Got to Hotel Danieri in Asunción in early afternoon, somewhat exhausted, showered and soon felt better.  

The long journey back down Route 9 to Asunción

 Rest of the day was relaxation and recuperation, in which checking email, drinking beer and diary writing figured fairly prominently. For supper we walked around the block looking for somewhere to eat and ended up in the bistro opposite, where we had a mountain of good food. Found that we had over-ordered and asked the waiter to donate the pizza to someone who needed it!

Day 28: 14 September 2017 – in and around Filadelfia

Caroline relaxing and apparently checking email???

Up early (05.30) for breakfast and on the road slowly towards Filadelfia. Stopped a couple of times along the road, by lakes, etc., and did some birding – very hot. Lunch at a small farm, Chaco Lodge, Laguna Salida an estancia of some 10 hectares of which 9 are given over to a nature reserve. There is a system in place to connect reserves to extablish an eco-corridor.

These are Ñandu – the greater rhea, not to be confused with the lesser rhea (choique)

On arrival we were greeted by an Indian and two exuberant puppies who seem to look after the place. He apparently lives in the shell of the old farmhouse, cooking on an outdoor fire. Must be a very isolated existence. There was no water at the farm, but fortunately we were well stocked.

This peccary skull shows how hot and dry everything was

We went around another dry salt lake and some trails while Ulf got together an excellent lunch – give the guy his due, he performs real wonders on a single ring with pretty basic equipment.

Impenetrable is the word …

Walked over to Laguna Flamenco, a vast flat area of shallow water and sand. Saw a group of flamencos and tracks of fox and tapir. The Chaco is an area of dry forest which is impenetrable owing to the density of the undergrowth and the propensity of the plants to have many and large thorns. Thorns are common, as they are an adaptation to drought conditions losing less water than leaves.

Coypu by the side of the road

Back on the road after lunch – in this part the roads form a grid system so it’s like driving a route across graph paper – long straight and ever so bumpy. stopping ed a few times –saw a couple of coypus by the roadside– and then had a puncture so went into Filadelfia to get it fixed. Took advantage to go to Supermercado to buy beer and tea.

Getting the important supplies

Then on to another Mennonite Estancia Ganadera (Iparoma), where we were scheduled to spend the night – very comfortable, young Mennonite couple traditionally dressed – and on arrival had a couple of beers and a siesta.

Compare a hen’s egg (r) with an egg from the greater rhea

The Mennonites cooked for us this time; a tasty evening meal combination of roast chicken, rice, pickled dill, beetroot and a rich sauce.

A smart Mennonite dining room for supper – a contrast to lunch

A treat for us after dinner was a night walk around the estancia where we saw night monkeys (Aotus azarae) and the chaco owl (Strix chacoensis).

Oscar took this photo of the Chaco owl

Day 27: 13 September 2017 – Laguna Capitán and environs

Chaco Chachalaca (Ortalis canicollis) – a somewhat noisy bird

Woken very early by something cackling horrendously outside my window. Turned out to be a Chaco Chachalaca (Ortalis canicollis, a very noisy bird: you can listen to one here), and we were to see (and hear) quite a few more of them.

As we were up we had an early breakfast followed by a walk around a. nearby lake. We saw a few waders around the shore and with the bins we could see a small group of peccaries in the distance.

Oven bird getting started on the nest …

Oscar has an encyclopaedic knowledge of species names in three languages and an impressive ability to identify them at a distance by their calls. Caroline particularly enjoyed looking at all the different nest structures – so fantastically varied and truly astonishing constructions, e.g. the oven birds and the thornbirds.

… and a little bit later

By 11.00 it was simply too hot to continue walking so we went back to the ranch for beers, an early lunch and a welcome siesta.

Birds were everywhere – these around the place where we were staying

After the snooze I went with Oscar to walk around another lake – to get there we walked across a desolate landscape of dead trees and salt pans – with very dense brush/shrub on either side. It was really quite frightening, very far from anywhere.

We walked a few kilometres around the almost dry lake; we saw lots of birds, and the footprints of various animals crossing the salt flats to get to the water. Oscar diagnosed these tracks as those of tapir, collared and white lipped peccaries, deer, and others but we only saw distant peccaries.

A thorn tree …

The Chaco is noted for it’s thorns and not without justification. We saw many examples – the longest some 6 inches and apparently poison tipped. Oscar told us that the soldiers in the Paraguayan army use them in a very nasty way as a poisonous dagger. As a birder it is easy to spike youself whilst looking elsewhere and Oscar showed us the scar on his forehead!

… and a thorn (which caused a puncture earlier in my trip)

Back to the ranch for shower and another very substantial dinner of stuffed cabbage leaves, rice and salad. It is amazing what Ulf produces from a primus stove – each bit cooked individually and assembled in a glorious final plateful.

Ulf, entomologist and chef …

We then drove and walked around the local lanes and lakes with a flashlight looking for wild life (or at least the eyes of). Saw three opossums, a Geoffroy’s cat (Leopardus geoffroyi) and a small armadillo.

Geoffrey’s Cat – stock photo (from https://www.deviantart.com/snowporing/art/Geoffroy-s-Cat-213095864)

Back for a bit of a drinking session, joined by a rather enigmatic German who claims he has sold up ‘everything’ and is ‘driving around the world’. Pleasant enough company, and the beer as usual good.

Day 24: 10 September 2017 – Iguazú

Up for a leisurely breakfast and out into the heat. In the morning we drove up to the Iguazú Falls on the Argentine side, walking around the Devil’s Throat area.

Part of the old boardwalk, no longer used

We walked out along a long causeway in the sweltering sun, crossing the turbulent water where they had filmed ‘The Mission’ and where some of the remains of the trackways for the camera dolleys were still visible. De Niro had been here!

Old walkways – detail

The Argentine side of the Iguasú Falls is noticeably less chaotic than the Brazilian side; well kept and clean, with organised parking and admission. Curious and unusual to see sign saying ‘no pets allowed – kennelling available’ – an excellent idea!

Another view of the Falls – spectacular from any angle

It was all very busy, very noisy, very impressive – although not so wonderful when we got separated for a while and had to use intuition and guesswork to restablish contact – an interesting experience for Caroline, who was carrying no pesos or even the address where we were staying. The falls were (literally) breathtaking – words of wonder taking temporary leave of absence.

Great Dusky Swift. flying behind the water curtain

There were a lot more giant dusky swifts today than when I visited with Guy a few days ago. Big birds, but they were very hard to photograph as they come up out of nowhere and, like all swifts. have wholly unpredictable flight paths. I managed to get a registry shot, but nothing very wonderful. I think it would need more time and patience than we currently had.

Toucans are not so easy to see, unless you keep your eyes open – bu they are there!

There was other wild life in evidence: toucans above and turtles below, and it really was a rather special place, if a little hot.

A toadhead turtle in midstream, watching the world fly by

We got totally confused with the trains and seemed to keep going in the wrong direction but it wasn’t really a problem: each stop meant a cold beer, a bite to eat and an encounter with the omnipresent coatis.

Coatis were everywhere, usually squabbling over tourist food. This one was alone,up a tree.

But it did seem to mean that we spent most of the day at the Falls. Finally we left, I bought a couple of Tshirts at the shop and we went back to the cabin for a little relaxation. 

A less glamorous view of Puerto Iguazú, somewhat off the tourist track

In the evening we went into town again, this time to La Rueda for a meatier affair.  Then to rest, with mosquito coils.

A nightly companion – they don’t smell too good, but it’s better than the bites.

Day 23: 9 September 2017 – Iguazú

Although technically day 23 of my solo trip, today is also day 1 of my joint trip with my sister Caroline.

Red-legged Seriema at Parque das Aves, Brach;

This (below) is an attempt to reconstruct the second part of the NE Argentina and Paraguay trip for which my sister Caroline joined me. A retrospective joint effort,  put together from notes and photos almost a year later; we were defeated at the time by the lack of Internet connections and to be honest a general heat-induced exhaustion in the evenings. It will be good to have some sort of record, however minimal. And minimal it will be!

Iguazú is close to the triple frontier

So, continuing from day 20 …

Long queues are common when crossing international borders in South America

I had to meet Caroline on the Brazilian side, at Foz airport, so I got up very early as I was unsure of the border queue. And a good job that I did, as it took me about three hours to cross over to Brazil. Got to Foz airport just in time; Caroline’s plane was also on time so it all worked out fine.

The airport on the Brazilian side, at Foz do Iguaçu

As we were in Brazil we went first to the Iguacú falls (there is good access to the falls on both sides of the border), hoping to see the falls from the Brazilian side, but there were so many people everywhere that we decided to leave it for later. Driving back we drove past the Parque das Aves– I had been there many years ago and we decided to give it a go.

Entrance to parque das Aves, Foz do Iguaçu

It had changed a great deal (for the better), and leaving aside the question of birds in captivity it was great to wander through the various canopied areas and see so many birds I am so unlikely to see elsewhere. Or maybe not.

Spoonbill in one of the Park’s large walk through galleries.

The Park has a reptile population too

From Caroline’s notes:“…an extensive collection of native (and a few non-native) species, of note were the Scarlett Ibis – so unbelievably red, the Hyacynth Parakeets, the King Vultures which sat side by side and shook and looked in true Disney style, as though they were waiting to make some aside about the audience and lastly the Cassowary that looked like it had just walked off the set of ‘Dinosaurs’.”

Colourful scarlet ibis – a rather unlikely deep red.

Took a ton of photos there and then we made our way to the bus station to get tickets to Asuncion – we would be travelling from Brazil to Paraguay rather than Argentina. That done, back to Puerto Iguazu (in Argentina) and another 3 hour wait in the immigration queue to get there.

Our home back in Puerto Iguazú

Picked up towels, laundry and beer and went to cabin for a quick shower, and then out again to Color for a fine fish supper. Caroline decided: “… I do not like Catfish – has the taste and texture of sloppy mud”.  

Over a bottle or two of this and that we planned the next few days.