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  • Day22

    Puerto Chacabuco, Chile

    December 31, 2018 in Chile ⋅ 🌧 8 °C

    Our port largely exists as a supply point for trekking tramping etc and the few locals living here year round. Bad weather today but green lush and pretty, and views amazing. We took a taxi tour to nearby Aysen and beyond with a driver whose english was limited to 'waterfall', 'national park' and 'my name Ygnacio'. Requesting a toilet stop was truly a high pressure challenge that only ended when we broke into toilets that were closed this New Years eve...ahhhhhhh!Read more

  • Day22

    Puerto Chacabuco, Chile

    January 25, 2018 in Chile ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

    We are visiting a port that lies within the Chilean fjords. It is an almost dream-like area that surrounds us-snow-capped mountains, gorgeous lush green hillsides, the bluest skies and cerulean waters. It is a knock-out 360 degree view. One can’t help but think that maybe this would be a place to spend the winter-a cozy little cabin where you could drop a kayak into the glassy waters every day and commune with this particular kind of nature. This little dream was dancing in our heads for a couple of days, after all, it’s s perfect climate.
    After we walked into this sleepy little village that had the friendliest dogs, a local man, who spoke perfect English, was waiting to help us onto the tender back to the ship. He said, “wow, you are really lucky to be here on such a nice day, you know, it rains 300 days a year here”. And poof, that nice little daydream went right out of our heads.
    We are thoroughly enjoying this part of the trip. The beauty of the surroundings here are simply incredible and it made it easy for us to exercise on the outdoor track this morning. The cool, crisp air should be with us for several more days as we prepare to round the tip of the continent through the Straights of Magellan.
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  • Day21

    At Sea

    December 30, 2018 in Chile ⋅ 🌧 10 °C

    Kinda rough as often in open ocean. Pic of barf bags at the ready. Enough said!

  • Day7

    Puerto Chacabuco, Patagonie, Chili

    March 12, 2017 in Chile ⋅ ⛅ 30 °C

    Le condor est un oiseau qui vit environ 70 ans en captivité et 50 ans à l'état sauvage. Il peut faire 3,50 mètres d'envergure. Il a un nez crochu, un cou dégarni, une collerette blanche. La femelle pond 1 œuf tous les 2 ans. Il appartient à la famille des vautours. C'est un charognard. Le condor peut passer 15 jours sans manger. Il vit le plus souvent dans la Cordillère des Andes. Il est l'emblème d'une partie de l'Amérique du Sud (Pérou, Bolivie, Chili, Argentine).


    NB : contrairement aux légendes, le condor ne peut pas enlever des petits enfants. Il n'a pas les serres assez puissantes et est trop lourd lui-même pour porter plus que de tous petits animaux ( comme des rongeurs par exemple)
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  • Day112

    Mit der Fähre nach Puerto Chacabuco

    February 11, 2018 in Chile ⋅ ☁️ 3 °C

    Dieses Mal haben wir auf den Bus verzichtet und sind mit der Fähre von Puerto Montt nach Puerto Chacabuco gefahren.
    Nach anfänglichen Schwierigkeiten mit der südamerikanischen Organisation (Check-in um 15 Uhr, Boarding um 23:30 Uhr - dazwischen nichts als Warten), war die Fahrt mit der Fähre umso besser. Wir hatten super Glück mit dem Wetter, sodass wir bei strahlendem Sonnenschein die Aussicht auf das patagonische Fjordland genießen konnten - inkl. Sichtung von Seelöwen und Pinguinen.Read more

  • Day20

    Puerto Chacabuco, Chile

    February 12, 2020 in Chile ⋅ 🌧 52 °F

    Puerto Chacabuco is a small town tucked deep in the fjords of Chile with majestic mountain formations, rivers and waterfalls everywhere you look. Much of the scenery here is untouched by humans, making it a beautifully pristine environment. Sounds pretty perfect, huh? Well, I left out the part that it rains 10’ a year. That plus the grocery store I saw makes it a not so good choice for me.
    Since we visited here 2 years ago, we felt we had pretty much walked every street in the town and thought it might be a good idea to join one of the excursions that was offered. This would give us a better idea of what lay beyond the port.
    It’s very easy to read and sign up for excursions in the comfort of our home in Virginia, months before the trip. That must have been when I thought that a kayaking trip sounded like “fun”
    (sometimes we refer to that as the “f” word).
    Indeed, it was a great time. When we left this morning it was 45 degrees and pouring rain.
    I considered the wisdom of continuing on this adventure merely from a comfort standpoint. We’re tougher than that! We headed out on about a 1 hour bus ride to a gorgeous, peaceful lake.
    After suiting up with the appropriate gear, about 10 of us, plus 3 guides took off in our kayaks (Jeff and I were in a 2-person kayak). The spectacular, jagged mountains surrounded us, birds unlike any we had ever seen or heard flew and swam around us and the water was so still and clear it seemed unreal. We learned much about the area while we gently paddled and there was “just a little bit of rains” about every 10 minutes.
    This was all good for about an hour until the guide told us that the lake turns into a river and there were 3 sets of rapids ahead.
    I scanned my memory to remember if I read anything in the trip description about paddling through rapids and thought if I had seen that I wouldn’t have signed us up! Well, at this point the guide asked if anyone was uncomfortable and before I could yell “YES”, everyone in our group said they were fine with it. Talk about peer pressure. So I asked Jeff if he was fine and he assured me it would be alright. The main guide said to just follow him and paddle hard. We hit a branch on the first rapid and ran aground in the third one, but regained our momentum.
    It really was fine, but my adrenaline was going and my knees were wobbly.
    Afterward, there was a break before heading back that featured one of our favorite Chilean specialities-sopaipillas with pebre. Pebre is a traditional Chilean condiment much like a salsa or pisco de Gallo, but the ingredients are chopped up into very tiny bits. A sopaipilla is a piece of fried dough ( yeah, I know, real healthy), that puffs up to form a pocket. You then load the pebre into the pocket and eat it while it drips down your arm. It is so good, I can barely describe it. Yum.
    Soon after, we were dancing with our river guides to a couple of traditional Chilean songs-the dance was very similar to a polka.
    We’re exhausted.
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  • Day41

    RUTA 7 de Chile

    December 20, 2017 in Chile ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

    Nach nun weiteren 100 Kilometern Schotterpiste haben wir ein kleines Städtchen erreicht, zwischendurch mal wieder ein Tramper Pärchen mitgenommen (Sie deutsche er schweizer, hatten ein Problem mit ihrer Isomatte und mussten in das Städtchen). Beim raus fahren ist es dann passiert geteerte Straße dann kamen 6m Schotter und unser Vordermann hat uns einen Stein auf die Windschutzscheibe geschossen. End vom Lied wir haben einen etwa 2 € Stück grossen Schrammen in der Scheibe und keinen Sekunden Kleber zur Hand um es etwas abzudichten. Das wunderbare daran ist es Regnet und es tritt Wasser ein. Stehen gerade in einem Dorf vor nem Auto- Angelshop und der Sekunden Kleber liegt in der Auslage aber der Laden ist zu (hat hoffentlich nur Mittagspause) und wir warten...Read more

  • Day29

    A Ferry to Aysén, Northern Patagonia

    April 2, 2019 in Chile ⋅ ⛅ 11 °C

    From Puerto Montt, I rode a bus all the way down the island of Chiloé, Latin America´s largest island, to the small city of Quellón. It is the starting point for a few ferries going south through southern Chile’s islands and fjords. I took a look around the city for the day, walking eleven miles or so, until it was time for my ferry to leave at 11 PM.

    I thought it would be quite an adventure to take this 28-hour “cruise” to tiny and isolated ports in Chilean Patagonia. It wasn’t quite an “adventure,” or a “cruise,” but it was very educational. On the boat, all passengers sat in reclining seats, and at night we could sleep all we liked. During the day, movies were showing constantly on many screens, but we were free to walk around on the decks to see the islands. OK, most of the time we had an excellent view of fog, BUT thanks to my binoculars, I sighted two curious seals who bobbed up and down to have a look at the boat, as well as many birds.

    At every port there was great drama. Evidently, the arrival of the ferry was highly anticipated, as people were either coming home or leaving it. Also, trucks full of all sorts of needed supplies drove off the ramp. I saw some people receive a case of homemade apple cider (7-proof) who opened it and started drinking it right at the landing! There was also a great quantity of beer that was unloaded. Anyway, it was fun to watch, and most passengers tore themselves away from the Disney film on the screens to watch the landing action.

    I also spoke with many people. A French couple in their 30’s were biking around the world for two years, and South America was the end of their journey. They were open and delightful: international personalities. I spoke with a Chilean agronomist who was raising bees to sell the honey, and was also saving money for a special machine to artificially inseminate the queen so as to produce mixed breeds. There was a Syrian immigrant working for a transport company—grateful for Chile’s welcome, and his escape from his war-torn country. Etc. I love finding out what people do, and what is important to them.

    After landing in Puerto Chacabuco, I took a shared taxi to the small city of Aysén and my Airbnb property. My hostess and Patagonia guide, Sandra, advised me to visit the Rio Simpson National Reserve, a lovely trail along the river which charted the course of the settlers to the region. And the following day, she and her friend Sergio, another guide, took me out all day to see very beautiful local sights dear to their hearts. I am so glad to be where the air is pure, and the countryside is so stunning.

    Please enjoy the photos, and be sure to leave your first name with any comment.
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  • Day31

    Puerto Chacabuco, Chile

    November 23, 2017 in Chile ⋅ 🌙 13 °C

    I am officially calling this the “All Seasons Cruise"! Buenos Aires was summer, Montevideo was fall, Port Stanley to Laguna San Rafael was winter and today in Puerto Chacabucco, we found spring.

    It is a lovely day here, mid-60's (or about 16 C) with brilliant sunshine. Brian and I were off on a private tour with 2 other couples to the Simpson Valley and Coyhaique; the others are doing the same route with a ship excursion. Lautaro is our Tours by Locals guide. There have been lectures on board about the history and culture of this area so we know he was named for a famous Maputo indian who led his nation at the time of the Spanish invasion. The Maputo are the only indigenous tribe to defeat the Spanish and hold on to their land. Lautaro tells us that the Maputo have intermarried for generations with the Europeans and other South Americans but there still is a note of pride as he speaks of his heritage.

    Our trip today included a trip up the Simpson Valley to Coyhaique, the regional capital. Puerto Chacabuco originally was the capital but Pinochet decided to move it to Coyhaique, a more central location. To entice skilled workers, he offered a guaranteed job and tax free cars. Given that this is a remote city with access only by one road and air, this is a strong incentive but the purchaser has to live in Coyhaique. Pinochet threw money and manpower at completion of a paved road up the valley and built a modern road in record time. This is a region where 70% of roads are gravel. Close to Coyhaique, the road changes from asphalt to brick. Why? Because due to the heavy rain fall, the ground shifts, making it very difficult to maintain an asphalt surface. (It rains in Puerto Chacabuco 280 days a year!).

    Coyhaique means ‘between waters’. It is where the Simpson and Coyhaique rivers meet. The Simpson Valley and river were named for the European explorer who was searching for a route from the Atlantic to the Pacific. Now it is a popular fly fishing destination for trout and salmon. We stumbled on a school projects display in the Placa des Armes and had fun talking to the kids.

    Halfway between Coyhaique and Puerto Chacabuco is Puerto Aysen, a small town of 22,000. The main employers are the forestry and the fishing industries. Puerto Chacabuco is an industrial port and while it has invested in a lovely cruise terminal, it does not have much to offer a tourist.

    This was a very successful day. We finally saw the Andes, saw more of the land and enjoyed beautiful sunshine.

    Next stop is Puerto Montt.
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  • Day103

    Onto the Navimag ferry

    January 19, 2018 in Chile ⋅ ☀️ -3 °C

    We had a good transfer from Coyhaique to Puerto Chacabuco and are sitting on the ferry’s top deck right now. Dinner has already be served - interrupting the still ongoing dice rolling championship 🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲🎲

    We will be 24 hours on the ferry to emerge in the warmer, northern city of Puerto Montt tomorrow, with hopefully a scenic ferry ride through the fjords.
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