We stocked up at the local chinese run supermarket, narrowly avoiding being charged almost double 'accidentally', saw a peaceful but fiery demonstaration outside the hospital of the nurses and staff who haven't been paid for months, then left, heading south for Paragua. Just beyond Ciudad Piar, an american baptist style town which houses the workers who chop away at the nearby iron ore mountains, we made camp for the night in a grove of mango trees. In between eating the mangoes, T changed the landy diff oils, making a fair mess in the process. A bit later we were having tea out of the thunderstorm and an old guy appeared with a shotgun and a headtorch. He was out hunting deer and we gave him a mug of tea to keep him warm and distract him from the oilslick under the car.