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was not yet 6 am when we had the cameras mounted on Woolamai Cap. Beating waves and strong wind from the south, bringing hit the ice of Antarctica. And amid the heavenly dawn, when tiritábamos covered with clothing to the eyebrows, has appeared a group of Australian teenagers happy jogging shorts and shirt.

Our landlord (which had last night with absolute unconcern) gets into a wetsuit before it leaves the sun and surf a couple of hours to go currar with joy. At that time the waves in Cap Woolamai should be at the temperature of a shower of lemon.

These people have a faulty thermostat or descendants of the penguin ...