Hi to you readers! As usual the new adventures occur. I finally out of the woods and civilization is all the more appreciated in these times. Finally, a good shower, a big steak and a good beer! It puts the priorities in the right places.
For 3 consecutive weeks, I was hired by a box to make the Australian geochemistry (a form of mining exploration) in New Zealand. Now, Karo and I have a good contact in Australia to replenish the coffers (in any case, AC 
pays more than picking apples although that too was a good experience). Basically, it was a job extremely simple but, apparently, is very demanding for an Australian ... The goal was to fill small bags of earth target locations and distances of 25m on a line in the woods. It was 4 guys. The first was the compass, a tape measure has a calculator and, after determining a 
GPS the starting position of the line, should tell the other guys or was the next spot to pick up a sample. It involved a straight line, or by whatever happens ... ca There has been steep, Y had wasps nests, cliffs, bush and intense LOYAS (sort of mini climber with stems of roses ...). To put it simple, let's say 
I'm back with new scars! The second guy, he has held the tape measure .. . ohhh! The 3rd and the 4th guy, they dug a little pressure 30cm deep and picked up the famous sample! And the process repeated until the dark like that. The most fun, it was the helicopter ride to! To reach the site the first time he had to jump ... You leave, you degrimpes, do you hang under the tabs and you cowards ... 3m lowest t'atteris! But it has not been so simple for me ... with the camera that has remained a horse on the leg and my sweater that was secured to a screw hung chu still has a hand trying to undo all this with the helicopter while in action! It was pretty exciting! The second time it was more standard ... see photo
Back in Christchurch, finally, my sweet halves! The man is straw! We had a few days before leaving for Australia, so it was a day of bloc Castle Hill (our last visit), a little road to Akaroa (small French colony where everybody speaks English but where the landscape are beautiful), stopping at a surf spot popular with surfers from Christchurch, Magnet Bay (there was nothing! Not a single wave!), and the rest is to prepare for the OZ. 
The last day in New Zealand, it has managed to sell our small Homy has a NZ $ 3200NZ (a bargain in our opinion!). We are very happy because we are in the low tourist period, so there are not many buyers but sellers enormously. We're going to do before that hoop! Speaking of band, it was below zero last night in the Homy then it is time to leave. We also had a small party right starting from Stephen and Priscilla who help us so much in NZ. Karo had a right tite bike ride and I love this photo ... look ahead chard! She has so much air aissable! In short, most people we know are in Christchurch told us a bye and bye titi ca was super cool. Not too many follies aside in Stephen's wife, Etienne astride Andy (guy) and multiple stunts ...
the transition was a bit faster. It is with great
of emotions that we left but it was different from usual ... We left for Australia! (And no ... pou'l Quebec) After a picnic at the airport watered wine, what better! We're going to AUSTRALIA!
Australia
Hello Australia. So many years I dreamed of this country of kangaroos and the multitude of facets ratings landscape. I confess I just hate to leave NZ to see what was happening a few hours rating
Northwest. The flight went very well (it was not crushed, then yes) and landing in Sydney (one of the largest city of Ozzy). I admit it was not really prepared for cons. It has found a hostel on the "fly" at the airport and that, based solely on the fact that we were offering 
we collect at the airport for free. The worst night's sleep in months. The hostel was in one of Paris' most "hot" in Sydney. Our room was adjacent to a strip club and gave a street super eventful. A Friday and more. Even with ear plugs, you could hear people screaming. Bah! It was a good laugh the next morning, anyway we had other fish to fry. Find A van was priority # 1. Fortunately the area in question was the cradle of the biggest market for cars in Sydney (two corners of streets to be more exact). Everything happens in a parking lot inside. Given the low season in Australia as it was surprised the lack of choice. It was therefore decided to read the newspapers and make the street 
dealers. Nothing. We finally tried a numer 
o in the newspaper announcing a pop-top campervan that well but s'emblait a bit of age. It's a 87. Bah, we'll see. The van finally seems not so bad and Gab with his negotiating skills, lowers the price of a few hundred dollars. And
voila you have a van, but it gives the dealer a day to arrange our new acquisition to make it a bit more functional. That evening, we took the opportunity to pay us a visit tite rule as tourists to Sydney. A ferry ride in the waters of Sydney at night (just for the trip to do is included in our train ticket) The next day, the Harbour Bridge, Sydney Opera House. In short a great walking city. Wow it's beautiful and rich Sydney. In short, what are we the crazy?
Once the van fixes it, we ca still took nearly three days to get out. Of
Shop by here and the. But it is one is returned (always 
s no kangaroos by cons. Sniff!) We leave you with these images of Habitat 67 and the Jacques-Cartier Australian version (find how they stack the b locs, copiers)
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