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Puerto Madryn

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  • Day85

    Puerto Madryn

    December 15, 2016 in Argentina

    Vanuit Buenos Aires hebben we de bus genomen naar Puerto Madryn, maar het was deze keer nog niet zo makkelijk om de juiste bus te vinden. We hadden namelijk een ticket gekocht bij Andesmar en die hebben blauwe bussen. Op borden stond geen Andesmar en het was toch al echt bijna vertrektijd. Toch maar even navragen bij het verkooploket, waar echt een hele chagrijnige meneer zat, en die zei nee je reist vandaag met Tramat en die hebben een gele bus....hoe kunnen wij dit nu weer weten??? Maar goed we zijn op tijd vertrokken.

    De reis zelf was niet heel boeiend overigens, want het landschap was behoorlijk eenzijdig met in het begin alleen maar landbouw en later steppe gebied. Welkom op de pampa van Argentinië. Koud uit de bus kwamen in het hostel aan de praat met twee Nederlandse jongens Colin en Wessel. Zij hadden die dag nog een auto gehuurd om richting Peninsula Valdes te gaan. Aangezien dit de hoofdreden was om hier naar toe te komen, zijn we graag ingestapt om het schiereiland te bewonderen.

    Een eiland mag je het al bijna niet meer noemen, want een rondje is al gauw 300km. Maar dan heb je wel een supermooi natuurpark. Hier worden namelijk de Discovery Channel beelden geschoten van orka's die op het strand aanspoelen om zeehondjes op te eten. Helaas zaten we hiervoor niet in het juiste seizoen en de walvissen zijn alvast richting Antarctica gegaan om alles klaar te zetten voor onze komst later deze maand. We hebben wel zeehonden (de zeehond op de foto zwaaiden enthousiast naar ons terug), zeeleeuwen, gordeldieren, pinguïns, lama's, emoe's en een vogelspin gezien. Vooral het gordeldier zijn we heel erg blij mee!!! Doet het gemis van de orka's wel een beetje vergeten;-). En daarnaast nog een boel vogels waarvan de namen niet weten...

    Gesloopt van de vorige intensieve dag hebben de volgende dag een fiets gehuurd en zijn we langs de kust een lekker stukje gaan fietsen om nog meer zeehonden te gaan bekijken. Het eerste deel was nog verhard en later onverhard, maar met mountainbikes zou dit geen probleem moeten zijn. Totdat Robert lekker enthousiast een offroad route koos en het grind onder Ellen's fiets toch wel wat los bleek te zitten. Met een kleine schaafplek aan haar voet zijn we maar weer veilig over de hoofdweg teruggegaan.

    Aangezien een pinguïn de mascotte van onze reis is, mogen we een van de grootste pinguïnkolonies van Zuid-Amerika natuurlijk niet overslaan. Nu hadden we zelf een auto gehuurd, maar iets over de helft van de heenreis kwamen we erachter dat de benzine toch iets harder ging dan gedacht en we het voorlopig laatste tankstation een half uurtje eerder voorbij gereden waren. Omkeren, auto tanken en starten om weer weg te gaan...Alleen toen deed de auto niets meer. Je geeft uiteraard eerst een ander eerst de schuld dus we dachten dat de pompbediende diesel had getankt in plaats van benzine, maar daar kwamen we al snel achter dat dit niet de oorzaak was. De accu bleek helemaal leeg te zijn, omdat we tijdens het tanken de lichten hadden laten aanstaan (wat we achteraf hoorde, en wat de normaalste zaak blijkt te zijn met deze auto.. Bedankt voor het melden aan ons). Met geen vertrouwen meer in de auto en met de hulp van de vriendelijke mensen van het tankstation die hielpen met aanduwen, zijn we terug gegaan naar het verhuurbedrijf om ons geld terug te vragen. Nou die strijd win je dus nooit en wij ook niet..... Helaas hebben we dus geen pinguïns die dag gezien, maar dat gaat vast nog wel goed komen de komende weken.

    Tijd om het verhuurdebakel maar weer snel te vergeten en door te reizen naar onze volgende bestemming Villa Carlos Paz.
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  • Day22

    Puerto Madryn - Nautica Bistro de Mar

    January 22, 2017 in Argentina

    Nach erneuten 19 Stunden Busfahrt sitzen wir glücklich und erschöpft am Atlantik. Die Argentinier sind auch schon alle da, das Bier ist kalt und schmeckt. Ab jetzt werden noch mehr Tiere geguckt.

    23.01.2017
    Heute schön ausgeschlafen, einen großen Haufen Kleidung zur Wäscherei gebracht (abends ist das hier schon wieder fertig) und den ganzen Strand bis zum Ende durchspaziert. Waren 3 Stunden unterwegs und hatten in der Zeit einen treuen Begleiter, der uns vor Strandgästen, Fahrradfahrern und Autos beschützt hat - einen schwarzen Hund mit einem Auge. Aber trotzdem süß. War zeitweise etwas anstrengend, weil die Leute dachten er gehört uns und böse geschaut und teilweise auch geschimpft haben, als er auf sie zugerannt ist und wie wild gebellt hat. Aber hey, wenn jemand für uns den Man in Black spielen will, dann halten wir ihn nicht ab.

    Und wie so oft auf unserer Reise: Der Hundi stand ziemlich auf David. Er ist ihm sogar zum Pinkeln in den Busch gefolgt. Also der Hund David.
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  • Day33

    Y Wladfa

    March 23, 2017 in Argentina

    We spent a day in Puerto Natales after the trek just sitting around the hostel doing the least possible. Having done the trek we blossomed into advice givers for the few in the hostel that had just arrived.

    A particular young dutch man was set on doing the trek with a ton of food with no equipment to cook it. His plan was to bribe others with choclate to use theirs. We gently advised at least buying a stove as free gas could be found in most campsites if his plan fell through!

    After another long bus journey we've arrived in Puerto Madryn. Here we are lucky enough to be hosted by Maelor and Sonia, a couple who speak Welsh, and have stayed in Eifionydd before whilst visiting Wales. We're staying in one of their lovely flats not far from the seafront. The perfect place to unwind and relax for a couple of days after the first hectic month of travelling.

    Exploring the area we've found a statue commemorating the Welsh settlers and the caves the settlers created as shelter when they first arrived. By the caves we bumped into a couple of Welsh girls from Caernarfon, Gwennan is the girlfriend of Osian from Llanuwchllyn. Byd bach!

    Entering the museum I was delighted to be welcomed in Welsh by the staff member who had only been learning Welsh for 1 month. An interesting museum it have the account of the first few settlers including a murder attempt!

    Afterwards we enjoyed a lovely tea with Maelor and Sonia in their flat overlooking the seafront, and Maelor helped us buy bus tickets onwards to Gaiman due to our pitiful Spanish!
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  • Day32

    The Tail

    September 11, 2017

    On Friday we went on a spectacular trip to the Peninsula Valdes, a nature reserve that was once under the sea. The earth there is made up of sand and grit, and volcanic ash that drifted from distant places when the water still covered it. There is no fresh water - drinking water has to be pumped via pipeline from Puerto Madryn. Consequently, the flora and fauna is quite unique in that the plants and animals have to survive on limited rain water (it doesn't rain much) or be able to eat salty stuff. To enter the reserve, we had to pay a fee, in the same way that you have to pay to get into the Sacred Valley in Peru, but here in Argentina, foreigners pay double. As a result, the area is completely protected and sparsely populated. There is the occasional building, but mainly of an agricultural or scientific nature, and the ranch style restaurant where we ate lunch.

    First stop on our minibus tour was Puerto Piramides, a tiny town with a small bay (Punto Piramide) where we caught the boat, or 'sheep', as the guide liked to refer to it, to see the whales. And we certainly got up close and personal with these gnarly beasts. I remarked to Chris before we set out, that the 'money shot' would be a tail out of the water, not really expecting this to happen. The first picture I got was just that, and it seemed all too easy to see this awe-inspiring sight. The captain of the ship would spot them from his cab and gently motor up to them, before turning off the engine. According to the guide, the whales are just as curious about us as we are about them, and so it appeared, because they happily continued splashing, diving, swimming, and generally 'enjoying themselves' as close to the boat as we thought it possible for them to get, given their great size. Almost close enough to reach out and touch, so close that we could count their barnacles, see up their nostrils and feel the mist of their spout spray. The whales only travel to this area to breed. The adults do not even interrupt the fun to eat - they have stocked up for months elsewhere before swimming to the bays of the peninsula. Consequently, we mainly saw families, mothers and babies, and even saw two mating. "Can you see the penis?" the guide kept saying, "It's pink". Chris said he did. He fibbed - you wouldn't think you could miss something as big as a whale penis, but we did! What we did see however, was an unusual, grey-coloured family pod, one of which had darker spots on its fin like an haricot bean.

    Next we drove along the stone road that runs horizontally across the south of the peninsula. Here the 'bus ranger guide' pointed out the most amazing wildlife. We saw the guanaco, the largest of the camelid family (the group that includes alpaca, llamas and vicuña), herds of them. They have the colour and elegance of a vicuña, but the height and breadth of a llama or alpaca. We also saw the mara, an animal that is a little like a guinea pig, but has long back legs that give it the appearance and movement of a rabbit, but they are large, bigger than a hare. The first one the guide pointed out to us happened to be running by a tiny white owl that was perched on a bit of scrub nearby. See pic.

    We briefly stopped at a viewing point, to see the sand spits that connect the peninsula with the mainland, and to see the elephant seals that live there, from afar, but our final stop was for lunch at a beautiful farm restaurant, surrounded by a ground cover of autumn-coloured succulents and saw-edged cacti (with a model of a dinosaur out the back). Here we ate the most delicious lamb stew, before walking across a moorland ridge and over the edge of a sand dune, to a shelf like area a few metres above the beach, which was crowded with elephant seals - sunbathing, or covering themselves in sand with their flippers. We slowly made our way back up the steep sand cliff before heading home, first across another stone road higher up the peninsular, and finally, the main road, back to Puerto Madryn.

    What a tale to tell!
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  • Day31

    Buenos Aires to Puerto Madryn

    September 10, 2017 in Argentina

    We left Buenos Aires on Wednesday. We had to check out of our apartment at 10am but the 'overnight' bus to Puerto Madryn did not leave until 3pm. So, after a little confusion with the concierge about timings (I need more practice telling the time in Spanish), we left our luggage in reception and headed into town for a quick whizz around the Botanical Gardens. You can never see too many exotic plants (long pink dangly things and large bushes) in my opinion. After collecting the bags, we had an early lunch in a very friendly cafe - before we left, the solicitous proprietor asked if we were ok and supplied us with bottles of water for the onward journey. Perhaps we looked a little frazzled after the 'broken backpack strap incident' earlier. A swift but difficult tube trip (same backpack problems) saw us emerge into the area around the station. The main street was lined with alleyways of corrugated tin shanties and was full of fast-moving commuters and street vendors. The homeless lay sleeping across the pathways, chunks of bread still clutched in their hands. I soon noticed that all the women were wearing their backpacks on their fronts, and quickly switched the position of mine too. We entered the haven of the station building to await the announcement of our bus platform number. We waited, and we waited, then we waited some more. At 2.50pm, we were worried enough to head out to the bus points, armed only with the information that it could be anywhere between numbers 10 and 25. After a frantic half hour of pigeon-Spanish with anybody who looked official, and running up and down the platform (to cover all numbers), our coach finally left at 3.30pm.

    In the early part of the journey, we passed through a pleasant landscape of flat scrubland and marshes, with the occasional highlight of an egret or a roadside shrine. This, and the Bingo kept us entertained until about 8pm. The bus host even sent down two English-speaking teenagers to explain the rules of the game. He probably didn't realise that we both speak fluent Spanish. But by now we were hungry. I hadn't got enough strength to pierce the holes in the numbers with my little plastic stick, especially since it was taking me so long to work out said numbers. If you remember back to the beginning of this saga, we ate early. We were finally fed at around 11.30pm. We slept quite well, but woke early. I opened the curtain at around 5am to see an eery terracotta landscape, lit by a perfect silvery moon. We watched the sun come up over the ridge of the horizon, and I passed the time by taking photos of anything that interested me (anything that moved, and anything that didn't). Around 7am, I noticed a policeman and a traffic cone. I didn't get a picture of the policeman, or the traffic cone. I daren't. We were being pulled over. The policeman got on the bus. Chris had a better vantage point from his aisle seat, and kept me posted when policeman two, and then policeman three, got on the bus. The first policeman visited us down in our 'first class' boudoir, spending a worryingly long time looking at the stamp pages in our passports, but was very polite, and smiled at us before he left. Phew! Visions of Midnight Express evaporated.

    We arrived at Puerto Madryn bus station around 10.30am and after a brief reccy at 'Informacion', headed towards the front to find our hotel. As he reached the sea, Chris stopped to take in the view. When I finally caught up, he said, "Are they whales out there?!" We had read in the guide book that you could see them from the hotel windows, but didn't expect to see, and hear them (they boom and snort-blow) cavorting in the bay from the prom.
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  • Day108

    Travelling South

    March 15, 2016 in Argentina

    I wake at 7 and can honestly say ive had a pretty good sleep. We are served breakfast and I cannot wait to have a cigarette. The bus pulls into the station shortly after 10 and while we wait for the bags to be offloaded , Mark makes an attempt to try and find our directions from here to the hostel. Bags collected we opt for a taxi which costs us 2 quid so is well worth it after the long journey. We arrive at the hostel and were really pleasantly surprised it is really nice. We need to make the most of our time here so we stow our bags and hire a couple of bikes. There is so much to do here that walking just isn't going to get us there quick enough. The cycle along the coastline is wonderful, there is a nice breeze which is good as the sun is really Warm , and after the journey is think we would be collapsing without it. This area was the first settlement for the Welsh settlers back in 1867 and there are lots of historical areas here as well as the names of places that show this, they even have the Welsh flag flying along the Argentinian one. We cycle to the end of the peninsula in hope of seeing elephant seals, but to no avail, ah well maybe tomorrow. Mark is not feeling well, the 20 hrs of air conditioning have written him off so we go back to the hostel ans he goes ro bed. Theyre are two Argentinians sharing our room Mateus and Marie , they invite me to eat with them, as Mark will not be eating tonight. They cook homemade pizza which is delicious and after dinner i treat myself to a bath .... yes a bath, I havent had one since I left england , although a little improvisation is in order as for some reason they dont have plugs here. I look around the room and think maybe i need to look for some sort of material to block the plug hole. Then i have a brainwave .... my little pot of vaseline is the ideal size , i place it over the plug hole turn on the shower and wait, the bath fills up perfectly although i cant see for the steam , and with a good squirt of shower gel the scene is set. I lay in it for nearly half an hour and for the first time in a long time my bones are relaxed . I will head to bed as we will have an early start tomorrow, we have a trip booked to see the Orca whales (well maybe, no guarantees) .Read more

  • Day109

    We Found Penguins!

    March 16, 2016 in Argentina

    Today we have a tour booked and when the guide comes to pick us up we are only wearing shorts and t shirts, he suggests we go and grab some warmer clothes. To be fair the wether is not great, last night a fog descended on the town and this morning is still hanging. Most of our clothes are in the laundry so i grab the thin jumper with a hole in it and my waterroof jacket and off we go . There are 4 italians a couple of argentinians a couple of germans and an english girl . It is an hours drive to the entrance and when we arrive the fog is still thick and it is freezing. We wander around for a short time and inside the centre is a skeleton of an orca whale. The rest of the journey is via a dirt track and to say that its hellraising would be an understatement. We make several stos along the way,. The first stop lets us of and as we walk along the small path and we cant beleive it the is a small group of penguins. To see these creatures in their natural enviroment is breathtaking and i cant describe how this makes me feel to see them free. Its a crazy idea that i have that penguins like the cold and trot around on ice all day as this is really not the case they have holes in the ground like rabbit burrows that they return to every year to lay their eggs. The males play a big part as they take they're turn on minding over the eggs, doing the hard work of digging the holes because sometimes theybreturn to find theyre burrows have collapsed and they have to start from scratch. We move further along the coast to find groups of elephant seals lying on the beach they are mainly pups and a few adolescent ones as they dont become full adults until they are 10 yrs old. When they are fully grown they can spend upto 9 months in the sea feeding and preparing to mate. The trip also features sightings of armadillos, rheas, birds of prey and playful sealions. After severall stops our final one wiĺl be at punto norte where we have our best opportunity to see the orca whales. As we stop my heart races at the anticipation of seeing these amazing mammals in action, that will be brought to the beach in the anticipation of feeding on the seal pups who are in the water learning to swim with their mothers. One pup seal in particular is struggling to get a grasp of the swimming and its ironic that his nievity could get him eaten. We wait aroud for over an hour, but to no avail and in a way im glad not to have witnessed motger natures cruel ways, but a little dissapointed to have not seen an Orca, for now i will have to leave this to David Attenborough, but having seen all the animals i have in their natural environment leaves me warm inside. We arriive back to the hostel and I prepare dinner for us and Marie and Maty just a carbornara with a bit of salad but its delicious , a little practice of spanish and my bed is calling as tomorrow we are going Welsh.Read more

  • Day96

    Wer die Wahl hat, sieht nen Wal!

    October 30, 2017 in Argentina

    Eigentlich wollte ich mich nicht lange in Argentinien aufhalten und mich direkt auf den Weg nach Bolivien machen. Allerdings war das wegkommen, aus Süd Argentinien, nicht ganz so einfach und sehr kostspielig. Hinzu kam, daß eine andere Reisende zu mir sagte: "Wenn du Zeit hast fahre doch mit dem Bus. Der Norden Argentiniens ist wirklich schön und auf dem Weg dahin kannst du in Puerto Madryn halten, da ist aktuell Wal Saison." Daraufhin begann meine Umdenken und ich fand mich zwei Tage später im Bus nach Puerto Madryn wider.
    Puerto Madryn an sich ist wenig spektakulär. Die Tatsache dass jährlich Wale, Seeelefanten, abertausende Pinguine und auch Orcas an diesen Ort kommen, um ihre Jungen zu gebären schon.

    Am Tag meiner Ankunft ging es gleich los. Die Rezeptionistin in meinem Hostel erzählte davon, dass man die Wale manchmal auch vom Stadtstrand aus sehen könnte. Also warf ich direkt meinen Rucksack aufs Bett und machte mich, mit wenig Hoffnung, auf den Weg. Und es stimmte tatsächlich. Zwar sehr weit weg, aber dank ihrer Größe sehr gut sichtbar, waren mehrere Wale die aus dem Wasser "sprangen". Das machte Lust auf mehr.
    Im Hostel hatte ich eine 4er Gruppe sehr netter Franzosen getroffen und wir verabredeten uns, für die folgenden 2 Tage ein Auto zu Mieten und die Gegend zu erkunden.

    Am ersten Tag verschlug es uns in eine Gegend südlich Puerto Madryns, in die tausende Magelan Pinguine jährlich zum brüten kommen. Sie waren einfach überall. Wir konnten sie im Wasser schwimmend, am Strand watschelnd und auch in ihren Brutplätzen, samt Eier, sehen. So putzig sie auch sind, was ich nicht wusste ist, was sie für komische Geräusche von sich geben können. Es hört sich ein wenig an wie eine dumpfe, monotone Art von Baby gelpärre...

    Der zweite Tag war den Walen gewidmet. Dazu buchten wir eine Tour, bei der man sich in einem kleinen Boot vorsichtig den Tieren nährt. Es dauerte keine 10 Minuten, bis wir die ersten zwei Wale, ca 2 Meter neben uns, zu Gesicht bekamen. Die Art von Walen, die sich dort zu dieser Zeit aufhalten, heißt Right Whale und sie können bis zu 45 Meter lang werden. Während unserer 1,5 Stunden auf dem Wasser konnten wir ca. 15 Tiere, inklusive Jungtiere, beobachten. Es war extrem beeindruckend und man kam sich unfassbar klein neben ihnen vor.
    Am Nachmittag des Tages fuhren wir noch zu einer Seelöwen und Seeelefanten Kolonie. Hier kommt es ab und zu vor, dass man Orca in freier Wildbahn und beim Jagen beobachten kann. So viel Glück hatten wir allerdings nicht.

    PS: Franzosen
    Ich habe auf meiner Reise bis jetzt wirklich extrem viele Franzosen kennen gelernt und ich muss die in Deutschland herrschenden Vorurteile absolut revidieren. Fast alles Sprachen gutes Englisch und waren überaus nette und angenehme Reisebegleiter!
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  • Day39

    Puerto Madryn, Argentinien

    February 20, 2017 in Argentina

    Puerto Madryn ist der "Ersatz-Hafen" für die Falkland Inseln. Die schöne Einfahrt in den Hafen im Golfo Nuevo bei Sonnenaufgang entschädigt schon. Weiter nördlich liegt die Halbinsel Valdés, ein Weltnaturerbe in der Provinz Chubut. Wir verlassen die Stadt und schnell ist man in Patagoniens flachem Buschland, reizvoll durch die Weite und Gesteinsformationen. Dann erreichen wir den Fluss Rio Chubut, der aus den Anden kommend in den Atlantik fließt und schon ändert sich die Landschaft in eine grüne, mit Bäumen bewachsene Oase. Nach zwei Stunden Fahrt sind wir in Punta Tombo angekommen.Read more

  • Day10

    Puerto Madryn

    January 6, 2017 in Argentina

    20h Busfahrt sind schon ein ordentliches Ding, aber die Busse in Argentinien verfügen zum Glück über einen höheren Qualitätsstandard als die deutschen Buslinien, zumindest was den Komfort betrifft. Der Ausblick aus dem Fenster hat über Nacht von endlosen Weiden, mit riesigen Steakherden, gewechselt zu Pampa ... mit Lamas.

    Wir haben zwar nicht viel geschlafen, aber trotzdem sind wir dann heute früh um 7Uhr einigermaßen gut ausgeruht in Puerto Madryn angekommen.
    Da dies eigentlich nur ein Zwischenstopp zum Südkap werden soll, sind wir hier ohne irgendwelche Pläne für die Tage angereist, aber noch bevor wir überhaupt im Hostel ein-checken konnten, stehen die Pläne für die nächsten Tage.
    Wir schließen uns einer kleinen Gruppe von Gleichgesinnten an, mit denen wir sofort aufbrechen, um im Mietwagen das erste von zwei naheliegenden Naturreservaten zu erkunden. Zum Glück sind Argentinier unter uns, die freiwillig das Steuer übernehmen und noch während der Fahrt ihre nationale Droge mit uns teilten. Eigentlichen ist es ein Becher, aber auf Grund der Optik nenne ich es gerne eine Pfeife-Mate. Jetzt sind wir hell wach!
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You might also know this place by the following names:

Puerto Madryn, Madrynhȳð, بويرتو مادرين, Porth Madryn, Πουέρτο Μάδριν, پورتو مادرین, פוארטו מדרין, Պուրետո Մադրին, PMY, Puerto Madrinas, Пуэрто-Мадрин, 馬德林港

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