Valdés and mudtrouble

So, whales or no whales. When we arrived in Peurto Madryn we rented a car, the first day with a very nice English couple, Lee and Imogen. The Valdés is all about nature and animals as you can see. It is a very large piece of land without people living on it, except for the rangers. So there we went, even after all the tours had been canceled because of heavy rainfall in the night (the roads are not too solid and we had been warned to check them-which we did) we decided to drive to Puerto Pirámides first (pictures are of this town), because the sun was peaking and with a no rain prediction in the pocket, all seemed well. In this very small town they have filmed a beautiful movie, "la puta y la ballena" (the whore and the whale) and we wanted to see the spot where it was made and at the same time the whales come a-shore to mate. The minute we stepped out of the car, Lee shouted, whale, whale and there it was. The perfect shape of the tale of a whale. And again, it came out of the water, and again. Unfortunately we were still a bit far from the bay and by the time we got there, we got to see the water fountain coming out of the blow-hole. So, there we stood, camera stand-by, and even they were still there, no more signs. So we headed up north to see what was up there. Promises of flocks of sealions and indeed we saw 5 lazing on the beach. When we went back to the same place, we saw fins in the water, probably from whales, but maybe it was an orca. (I have a photo which will be added). But again, just fins. So a tail, a fin and a lion or 5. Maybe more the next day, so we went very early in the morning -and saw this incredible sunrise- (so it promised to be another beautiful day so no worries about the roads) to different parts known for the whales to be seen, we hitted north and south, saw heaps of sealions, because a nice rangerwoman took us over the fence, but whaleswise it was all in vain. Whilst driving back, on this beautiful day, we got stuck in the mud with our car....which was a bit frightening. We had not seen more than 5 cars in total that day and the day before on the Peninsula. There is just 1 road and it is mostly empty, off-season. It was getting dark, I had no reach on my mobile phone, and we could not get it out of the mud. Angels do exist, because after trying for no more than 10 minutes (long, long minutes), and this is for real, a car showed up, and yeaaahhh, it was a fourwheel-drive. We were completey covered in mud, signaling him to stop. He pulled over, and pulled us out. It was rather funny though when we think about it(well, now we laugh about it), he had me pulling grass (I thought it was to put it behind the wheels for grip, by lack of stones, but it was for him to lay on, to stay clean from the mud). Picture us, car in the mud, us in the mud, me pulling gras like a madwoman, Ellen had no idea why and was painfully wondering what the hell I was doing with these long blades of grass...But finally we were really thankful and drove silently back to the hostel. End good all good. Buenos Aires next...