In 2015, when we made the decision to move the Falkland Islands, we knew this would mark some change in our lives. Like any significant relocation, deciding to uproot and transport ourselves to another country (albeit an English-speaking one) was likely to have some consequences and many (but by no means all) of those have been mentioned throughout the last 4 years’ worth of blog posts. Still, I think neither of us could quite have expected the extent to which this place would affect our lives. At various times, we have seen these islands affect our personalities, our hobbies/interests, our relationship (now marriage), our financial/career prospects and, I suspect, our future too.
Among the strange experiences that the islands have thrown up there’s been a few odd highlights. To name a few, there’s been:
- Walking in the minefield (with guidance, don’t worry)
- Picking-up a young albatross and two types of penguins
- Being attacked by a globally endangered bird of prey (Striated Caracaras)
- Having King penguins swim around my feet
- Driving our car to the top of a battlefield hill
- Eating eggs from birds we hadn’t thought we ever would (namely: an upland goose and a Gentoo penguin)
- Wandering among harems of 3-4 tonne elephant seals
- Running from wild sea lions
- Finding whale ribs taller than me (and I’m 6’5″)
- Firing bullets left over from a War
- Flying a plane
- Whale-watching in our lunchtime
- Climbing a lighthouse
- Scrambling on 19th century shipwrecks
- Owning (and walking) a pet sheep
- Han creating a shawl from said sheep
- Recording a history piece for the national TV station (watch this space)
- Swimming with wild dolphins
- Getting stranded on islands
and the list goes on and on. None of the above should be all that surprising to regular followers of Pengoing South but it helps us to remind ourselves sometimes of what a time we’ve had here. Similarly, regulars will know that I spent the Summer just gone working on the unforgettable Sea Lion Island. The reason I bring this up at this point is that last week I had another unpredictable thing occur: I was unexpectedly credited in a Belgian Porsche magazine.
Allow me to explain: while I was working on Sea Lion Island I had the pleasure of meeting and guiding guests from all over the World and from all walks of life. We saw tour guides, photographers, reporters, TV crews, researchers, biologists, military servicemen/women…you get the drift. Inevitably, I built up some great relationships with some of the most memorable guests and two of my favourites (I’m probably not supposed to have favourites, but you know…) were the fascinating and charming couple Sven and Kathleen. They have the highly-enviable job of traveling the World seeking out obscure locations of Porsches and writing about their adventures as they go. Yes, I did ask them, but I’m still not 100% sure how to go about getting this dreamy employment. Anyway, they managed to find a Porsche here in the Falklands and so they came a-hunting. Their Island issue is now out and available at the Porschist website HERE.
It is well worth a read for both the accurate descriptions and the stunning photography. It does a great job of capturing that inexplicable something that those of us who have been here find so hard to communicate to the curious. It’s also always interesting for Han and I to hear the views that other people have about our home. It’s certainly not for everyone, but we have this place to thank for a lot and we look forward to seeing what other memories the future will hold for us here.
Speaking of which, we’ve decided to stay for (yet) another year and we’ll have yet another reason to remember our time here: