Feb 11, 2013 -
Today was our travel day over the border to Chile. Our goal was to take a boat into Puerto Navarindo (Point B) and then go by car to Puerto Williams (Point C), where we would stay at Lakutaia Lodge.
In this part of the world, the Chilean and Argentine government aren’t the closet friends, so there’s a lot of paperwork and delays that make a simple boat crossing turn into an all day affair. We were at the Ushuaia port in the morning as we were told, however, we had to wait an hour or so before we could board the boat to Chile.
The boat was quite nice:
And I guess the ride was smooth enough, that on a 30 minute boat ride, Kolina and my Mom fell asleep.
When we arrived, it was raining.
As you can see, it’s a small port.
And this is the main building. There was only a small waiting area that was already filled with a few other backpackers who had arrived before us and were also waiting for a ride to town. Not sure I got such a great impression of the Chilean government system from this experience. Kolina and I killed the time by reading.
Eventually a few large vans did come and we loaded up the vans to head to down. The entire path was unpaved and bumpy – moving the distance took over an hour but the road hugged the Beagle Channel, so it was nice and scenic. We eventually arrived in town – it’s billed the southernmost city in the world (although Ushuaia also lays claim to this) with fishing and military making up its primary occupants. We first had to stop at the customs and immigration center to get our passports stamped.
Finally, we made it to Lakutaia – it was nearly 2PM but we had an excellent welcome lunch. It appeared we were the only guests using the lodge.
Steak, eggs, and fries? Yes please!
The view outside was gorgeous – the property was green from the rains and the inlet of water led directly to the Beagle Channel. There were also a few horses roaming the property that guests could ride (we didn’t).
Our afternoon activity was a tour of a nearby ethnobotanical reserve. A few graduate students from the University of Texas were our guides – they were studying birds and plants in the preserve and pointed out a lot of interesting things on our short hike. Our main guide was really into moss and spoke at length about the different species in the forest. The choice quote from all of this was when she asked us “Do any of you have any questions?” and Marco, one of the travelers in the group, said to me, “Not anymore.”
What we were looking at:
More investigatory work that reaffirmed that I probably made the right decision to not become a scientist.