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red  crowned!      Parakeets  so  near  the  Antarctic?    How

                   incongruous!  Our visit just had to be a marvel and it truly was!


                   Right  away  however  I  must  admit to  something  pretty  funny  in
                   retrospect but fairly frustrating in the moment. Kay and I decided

                   to take the long birding walk which proved to be a trek around the
                   complete perimeter of the island—about 9 miles which took all of
                   us about 8 hours to finish. Why did it take so long to walk that

                   distance?    It  certainly  wasn’t  the  terrain  that  was  pretty  flat.
                   Though  it was  overcast and  chilly, it wasn’t the weather either.

                   And we couldn’t even blame the very strong winds because they
                   were pretty much confined to the headland areas and we were

                   not always hiking along the coast. No, it was the tall grasses and
                   the  tussocks  made  of  shorter,  bunchier  grasses  that  were  the

                   problem. Since so few people visit these islands during the year
                   that there was no real trail to speak of—we were basically just
                   bushwhacking over most of the island. Only at the end of our hike

                   was there a boardwalk about ½ mile long. The long leaves of the
                   Poa  grasses  reached  out  from  plant  to  plant  creating  “tangle

                   traps”  which  ensnared  boots  and  pantlegs  causing  much  falling
                   forward onto the knees (at least for some of us). When somehow

                   I would escape the grasses for a few steps, then a tussock would
                   reach out to trip me up and it was usually successful. I don’t think

                   I have fallen so many times on a hike in my life, maybe even on a
                   combination  of  all  the  hikes  I  have  ever  done!    The  good  thing
                   about  the  grasses  is  that  they  created  soft  landings  for  sure

                   because the clumps and tussocks were so springy. The problem
                   lay  in  righting  oneself  after  each  fall.  Sometimes  I  would  even

                   “turtle” and have to figure out how to get off my back and return
                   to my feet. That was harder than just arising from a “forward” fall.

                   Kay said my trip (no pun intended) was probably much more tiring
                   than anyone else’s because I had to get up from being down so

                   often!
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