Canal De Beagle Ushuaia

... really another one just further south on a Chilean island (you can see Chile from Ushuaia which is in the southern tip of Argentina, the border is messed up!). We also walked on an a small island that used to be inhabited by the indigenous Yamana people (who didn´t wear clothes?!?!? It is FREEZING here, year round!).<br><br>After the boat ride Dave and I walked the town. It is quite an interesting town, with two casinos, a shopping ...

... Having drunkenly offered us a lift sailing on their craft, the L'esprit D'équipe, our new French friends had me at 'Bonjour'.<br><br>From Puerto Williams, the most lowly dot on the atlas before Antartica, my epic journey north, across the length of The Americas to Alaska, could justifiably and satisfyingly begin. Buoyed with alcoholic excitement, we toasted 'Sante!' and continued drinking to the wee petit hours, blissful in our ignorance of the squall that lay ahead.<br>

... red tress of all ages and creations juxtaposed against icy green waters and snocapped jagged mountains all set against a celestial blue sky. The air was crisp and fresh and when you breathed it, it felt like it was yours to have for the first time....not a patch of smoggy recycled city air in sight. There were balck, orange, red and blue birds of all types, parrots and woodpeckers and seals teasing you in ...

We awoke early in the morning to calm waters as we slowly moved to the west, down Beagle Channel, towards Ushuaia. There was a thin fog but one could make out the shoreline and, happily, it looked like the fog was lifting to the west. The number of lights along the shore was increasing and the fog was thinning further: every indication that we were approaching a large settlement. Our movement slowed to a crawl as we approached the dock. Several vessels were on the ...

... and the destination was in Argentina, you have to pass through part of Chile to get there. It meant I got some new stamps in my passport, but I had to go through border controls 4 times for each leg of the journey. Argentina doesn´t seem to have much of a sense of efficiency, so in total I probably spent about 3.5 hours of a 12 hour journey going through border controls. It was very boring! I arrived in Ushuaia to find that my Colombian friend from the Route ...

... one has to get their hair wet. One just has to make up there mind and go for it, no wading in!!!!!! We have 2 landings today, than head out to the dreaded Drake later tonight. hopefully the Drake lake not the drake shake, although I think the latter is in store for us. Chill Factor chart , it was 10 degrees F with 35 mph wind, making chill factor -14 below 0 F http://www.nws.noaa.gov/om/windchill/in dex.shtml

... all. Well until it took off and I started looking around. One guy had to move seats as there was liquid dripping on him, above the seat in front of us there was brown liquid collecting, I guess it was the air conditioning system - still not really very reassuring. As I shoved my bag under the seat in front of me the whole carpet shifted and seat covers were all coming unglued...Having said all of that the food was great, especially the cake, 50 times better ...