Tuesday the 1st July we arrived at Le Paz international airport and soon worked out it is probably a 5th of the size of Luton airport. We checked in our bag to Amazonas airways and popped it through to the departure lounge where we set eyes on our jet. This was a beauty. It probably could have fit in the toilet of a Jumbo Jet and we won't lie, it was probably our first propeller based experience. We jumped on to be greeted by now the 3 4 3 formation of seats on most planes but instead the 1 1 formation. On the bright side everyone gets a window seat. Also the pilots cockpit is shut off so you can see out the front (and what they get upto) which was quality. Took off (which was weird as we were already above 15000 feet whilst sitting on the tarmac) and headed straight for the mountains. Le Paz is surrounded by huge mountains and it looked like the only choice we had was to fly between them, not over them which was a new experience. It was a quality little flight purely for the novelty. After half hour it was time to land. Again another new experience landing on a dirt strip surrounded by trees. It looked like we were clipping trees we were that low on the approach, however he popped it down and we were at something that proabably looks like Heathrow Terminal 5. A garden shed. Baggage reclaim was in the carpark and then it was off into town. Rurrenabaque is awesome. Really nice little town, by the jungle and the river and best of all hot. Really really nice place. We dropped our bags off in our pad and went for a look around town. Bit of Mosquito bar action for a pizza before going off to buy some more ridiculous sunglasses. Quickly went back to the room for some chill time before James and Chris decided to go back out for a couple of beers. Back to the Mosquito bar for a few terrible games of pool where the table made us look like mugs although we were treated like celebrities by the bar staff. We're not sure what vibe we were putting out! After a good little evening it was back to get some shut eye. Early start in the morning.

The Wednesday, and after a terrible nights sleep, we got ourselves down to the tour office. Here we met our group. 3 lads from Israel and a couple of ladies from Oz. After a bit of mincing our jeep arrived and we were on our way to the river. The journey was a bit of a bum numbing 4 hour special, with dust galore flying around at the back. By the time we got out one of the Israel guys looked like he had had a bucket of foundation thrown over him. Stopped off in a small town to have a spot of lunch. After that it was to the river. There we met our tour guide, Domingo, who had more muscles than 50 Cent. Loaded our gear up into the river boat and headed off for our 3 hour cruise. Along the way we realised just how much wildlife we were going to see. There were alligators and Caimans approximately every 10 to 20 meters. It was ridiculous. There were turtles, vultures, hawks, eagles, monkeys, dolphins, the full works. The list was endless. It was amazing. There was a lot of wildlife action going on and even monkeys climbing on the boat. After a really good day we pulled into our lodge by the river. Here we dumped our stuff and went and watched another spectacular sunset, whilst Domingo had his shirt off playing football, and had a nice cold beer. That evening we had a tastey meal and bumped into our Ozzy pal who keeps popping up everywhere (although the middle of the jungle is ridiculous). A few card games and then it was off to bed. We had some hunting to do the next day.

Up early , wellies on and it was off to hunt anacondas and cobras. This was going to be testing. We set off with our water in hand and headed for the swamps. Across the fields and at 9 in the morning the sun was already roasting. We were in for a hot one. Pulled upto to the swamp land and it was as we thought. Boggy. It was a strange feeling as every step you took your foot sank into the mud and you never really knew how far down it would go or even if it would stop. Horrible feeling to get used to (especially considering what we were hunting for) but the trick was slow and steady. The Ozzy lass found this out as she went arse first into the mud. Oh how it smelt like s***!! We weren't having much luck early on and we branched off and headed down the river. There we may have slightly disturbed a wasps nest, where James and Chris got stung by midget wasps that were packing the mightiest sting they had ever felt. Painful weren't the word. It made a normal wasp look like a girls blouse. Naughty. Shaking it off, and sweating like mothers the hunt went on. Over grass land, through the mud even through the jungle. We just weren't finding anything. Tempers were at their end, language was blue. 4 hours and nothing. We were all pretty down. Domingo, despite working his nuts off apologised and said it was time to go home. All disappointed we headed off. As we were going a slither was caught in Domingo's eye and he was off racing through the jungle. After a bit of digging the lads soon had a 6 foot plus cobra wrapped around their neck! Success. Great sight in the wild if not a little dangerous as those bad boys are poisonous. Feeling good we headed back to camp. All exhausted! When we got back we were all gagging for a bit of a shower. However there was a bit of a que. Not to worry the lads headed offf into the river to ease the muscles. It was refreshing if not a little cold. The alligator sitting 15 feet away on the opposite bank however kept you on your toes! After that we had a bite to eat and chilled in the hammocks by the river. Then it was time for swimming. Back in the river boat and we headed off. Along the 15 minute journey we spotted well over 70 'gators / Caimans. Some over 5m. We pulled up to a spot and again it was surrounded by our reptile friends, with some of them also swimming around. There were a few dolphins around but we knew in the water there was snakes and loads of piranhas to boot. Well you only live once and with Domingo's word, we stared at the 5 meter deep brown water (you couldn't see a centimetre below it) and jumped in. It was time to swim with the dolphins. We won't lie it's up there as the scariest thing we have ever done. It felt mental. The dolphins where splashing around us and knocking into us. It was quality but you just hoped they were dolphins!! After a couple of sessions in there (and Domingo flipping off the boat backwards to show us up again) we were done. Another new experience under the belt. That evening we went and watched the sunset at the sunset bar. Cracker. A couple of cola's and then it was back to base for dinner. Once completely dark we went back onto the river to see some alligators hunting in the dark. Probably wouldn't get back in the water! Then it was time for an early night. We were spent.

The next morning we hit the water for some Piranha fishing. Luke and Chris cleaned house - nearing on sharks whilst James let the team down a bit......... Well it was almost like that. James caught a pilcher whilst Luke and Chris caught thin air. Didn't look good when everyone else was whipping in quite a few. Probably should have kept it on the down low that we had fished before. After our Rex Hunt adventures we headed back for a quick lunch and our return journey. Back down the river seeing again plenty of wildlife. Really good although Luke and Chris may have caught 5 minutes sleep.... bloody narcs. Back on dry land we said our goodbyes to Mr July (Domingo) and set off back on our bumpy ride to town. On the way we spotted a couple of dead alligators being eaten by vultures which you don't see everyday. We also had a flat tyre. James helped out and could only curse as he dropped the wheel on his sunglasses and writ off his second pair of Way Bans. Wheel sorted we cruised on with the Israel chap again looking like he had been on the foundation. It had been an amazing trip. We had really wanted to do it and will never forget it. It's possibly been the best thing we've done. Quality.

That night we got back and decided to go out for a group meal. Hit the mosquito bar for a few coctails and some fun. Cracking evening. We could of stayed in Rurrenabaque for a good few nights. It's very nice town and a good party one but unfortunatelywe had the Lear Jet booked for the following day. The jungle had been immense. Ray Mears eat your heart out!