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Iain is in his happy place.

It looks like we have stepped back in time.

Scooting along.

The church sees out the fishermen.

Same as, same as.

Ready for the 700 meters down.

And down we go.

Even half way down the views are still astounding.

Dusty dusty down.

Another trip to the top.

Astounding.

White water and sea arches.

We find some nice calm natural pools for a dip.

Apparently, we’re in Frontera.

Iain and Steve practice the ancient art of wrestling.

Sunset swimming in stunning surroundings.

Scary dodgy driving.

Gummy bear and a Lion?

The hills are off the scale.

Iain tries to seduce a statue!

What a top way to hide the trash.

Not everything that is beautiful is big.

This feels like a long way from a world of spewing lava.

Larry &amp; TT get all romantic (again!).

We hide from the witches in The Witches Walk.

We have the view of the inside of a cloud.

We’re literally at the edge of the known world.

Hardly a single sign of man.

Iain gets serious with Cerulean’s sat phone.

The seriousness continues when looking at the weather.

Have land. Build walls.

A fire ravaged forest.

Grapes and potatoes? Wine and vodka.

Now we’re apparently in La Restinga.

What do you see in the wall art?

Iain just has to get up close.

Oh. Nice avocados.

Wall art.

Clear water on stony ground.

Dawn adventures.

The sun rises over a calm sea.

It’s a dead end.

It’s now a waiting game for the weather.