The Vagabond Adventure Daily Journal
Where Are We Now?
Good to see you! Hope you’re enjoying the journey!
This journal provides you snapshots of our journey as we work our way around the world, never traveling by jet. It’s a chance to get a close-up view of the planet as we explore it the way people did 120 years ago.
Day 501 - Cerro Castillo, Chile
Following our first night in Cerró Castillo, we explored which route we would take to Torres del Paine, leaving our friends the dog and sheep behind. This road sign was the first indicator that we were near guanaco, the llama like animals that roam the pampas all through this part of Patagonia. Then, when the road turned to gravel, we saw the animals themselves, far more fleet and elegant than the Moroccan camels we had ridden in the Sahara the previous year. Take a look at the video. It shows you how beautifully they move.
Day 500 - Cerro Castillo, Chile
A few days after Puerto Natales, we rolled our lilliputian rental car down Chilean Highway 9, a ribbon of smooth cement that took us to the Riverline Lodge in Cerró Castillo, half the way to famous Torres Del Paine National Park. Cerró Castillo isn’t much more than a wide spot in the road. Outside of a few pine-framed houses riveted over corrugated iron, there is one church, a single large motel that looks quite new, many sheep and a bar restaurant that promises in English “Fresh Eggs.” The Riverline itself stands alone on the pampas and has two lazy dogs and six cozy rooms clean as a hen’s teeth.
Day 498 - Puerto Natales, Chile
On our second full day in Puerto Natales, our friend and guide Luciano took us to a promontory above Laguna Sofia, a favorite place for campers. I had met Luciano on the Hurtigruten voyage (the Roald Amundsen) that had taken me through the Panama Canal. Luciano had been working as the ship's historian, and I learned he grew up in Puerto Natales. He arranged Navimag and promised to take care of us once we made it to port because he too would be off the ship by that time.
Day 497 - Puerto Natales, Chile
The Tehuelche people who roamed the land known as Puerto Natales long before such a name existed are gone now, but new inhabitants walk the town: Nordic, Canadian, German or Norte Americanos here for the hiking and wild mountains and prairies. They all seemed charged with testosterone; heavy beards, sunburned faces, thick hair wrapped up in top knots that you give the vague feeling of samurai. The wind is ever-changing companion and seldom quiet. Gusts 40 to 50 mph whip out of nowhere. It can be sunny and 66° one minute and the next you’re fighting to stay upright. It’s what happens when surrounded by ocean channels, frigid lakes, and soaring, glacier-scrounged glaciers all around.
Days 496 Navimag to Puerto Natales - Day 5
The wind abated and the ESPERANZA (meaning HOPE) docked at last. Sadly we and our fellow Patagonian sailors headed in separate directions: Jorina, the German hiker and orthopedic surgeon; best-selling author Mary Neal and her husband Bill, outrageously advanced kayakers and both doctors, too. Mary had become famous because, while kayaking in Patagonia, she had been submerged under water for 30 minutes, and recovered! She wrote two books about the experience. We said goodbye to Philippe and Andrea and their sunshiney toddler Sol; 83 year old Don from Pensacola and the Fedele family who were exploring South America and teaching their pre-adolescent children about the world; Jorge and Pancho of the Chilean Navy now about to begin captaining ships like Navigmag; Jerome and Radak from Lyon; Megan and many others. Everyone of them fine and fascinating people.
Day 495 Navimag to Puerto Natales - Day 4
We sailed into the final channel that takes ships to Puerto Natales. We planned to debark at 3 PM, but from out on the mountains sustained winds of 40 miles an hour stopped the ship dead in its watery tracks. I stood at the bow and the gusts took my breath away, rocking me right and left. There was no rain, only the invisible and unrelenting hand of the wind. Great gray clouds swirled around the bay between bright patches a blue light.
We were no more than 2 miles from shore, but it may as well have been hundred miles. I heard the thunderous clank of the anchor chain as it crashed into the sea. The winds were not going to abate for hours and so the rest of the day and night we would remain, the gargantuan metal anchor holding the ship tight as it twisted south and north like a toy.
Day 494 Navimag to Puerto Natales - Day 3
More about the fascinating denizens of Navimag’s Esperanza. They come from all walks. They are truckers moving cargo; couples – younger and older, pre-marriage or empty-nesters; single wanderers, even a few toddlers; travelers from Switzerland, Chile, Germany, Argentina, Canada, the US, France and the Netherlands. They have traveled on vacation, or on week and months long excursions, some with plenty of money, others pinching their pesos. But everyone enjoys the astonishing world we all are witnessing, and as the hours pass strangers become friends.
Day 493 Navimag to Puerto Natales - Day 2
Day two on the Esperanza - Windy, rougher seas as we sail west back into the Pacific away from the channels of the archipelago. Saw some whale spout and two sweeping albatrosses, but they were too far away to capture with the camera. We passed through The Gulf of Corcovado and toward the Darwin Channel, named for Charles and among the places he explored as he developed his concepts about evolution.
Day 492 Navimag to Puerto Natales - Day 1
Day # 1-Navimag. We didn't have much time in Puerto Montt after returning to Argentina to find Butch Cassidy's ranch in Argentina. One night's sleep and the next morning our taxi is winding us along the city’s docks in search of our ferry - Navimag’s Esperanza which would steer us and 244 others for four days and 1200 miles through some of the remotest fjords and channels in South America. Next stop would be Puerto Natales, the gateway to southern Patagonia.
Day 491 - Bariloche, Argentina
After finding Butch we settled down to a great dinner at the Hosteria La Pilarica in Cholila and spent some time with Vive and Bill, the delightful owners. Bill’s grandfather ran one of the finest mule teams in Argentina where he regularly drove tons of wool to market in Port Madyn. 144 mules in the train. The next day we drove north along the Corderillo and grabbed a bite in Bariloche before catching our bus at the crammed Bariloche bus station to make our way back to Puerto Montt. Long day but the views … wow. The lake in Bariloche is one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen. At the border the dogs flagged us for drugs. False alarm but the police had our interest for awhile!! We finally arrived at 11 pm.
Day 488 - 489 - The Hunt for Butch Cassidy
On our drive to find Butch Cassidy’s ranch we headed South. The Pre-cordillera mountains at sunset were fierce and fiery. The sky felt like passion and love. We had finally made it to the charming tourist town of Bariloche. It sits along the glacial, alpine lake Nahuel Huapi. It is immense and absolutely pristine. It reminds me of Tahoe but prettier, deeper and bigger. We picked up our car to begin the search for the ranch of Butch Cassidy, the Sundance Kid and Etta Place in Cholila, 3.5 hours south. They bought the property with the money they made robbing banks in Montana and Utah. That was when The Union Pacific hired the Pinkerton Detective Agency to bring them in dead or alive. The bounty was over $10,000 for the two bank robbers.
Day 486 - 488 Puerto Montt, Chile
Even in Puerto Montt we continued to work out Butch Cassidy issues, but we had a little more time to explore. You can see Puerto Montt’s logging roots in the city which is a mash-up of old and new, modern and dilapidated. The region is beautiful with an immense bay. We walked Puerto Montt Centro and sauntered along the port. In the 1880s, Chile encouraged German settlers to come to the region to help push the Mapuche out. You can see Germanic influences in its older buildings and places like the Club Alamein (Germain Club). We stopped for a bite to eat. The food was all local and very good, but didn’t find a single Weiner schnitzel!
On Thursday we did laundry, unloaded our rental car and explored Puerto Montt a bit more. The people of Chile are wonderful with their children. We have never seen anyone slap or yell at their kids. They are warm, unfailingly calm and patient. Downtown the city is a mashup of old and new. Many parts of the city are battered. Other parts are pristine and modern. Outside beyond the suburbs folks still farm and ranch and work like they did 100 years ago like this elderly woman we saw working on her small ranch.
On Friday morning the 27th, we headed to the location we had been given to board our bus to Bariloche, Argentina except it wasn’t there! Mayhem as we struggle to locate the right location. We found the right terminal and bus one minute before it left! Then the bus took us north and east into the Andes and the Argentine border. We rose through lush pine and then suddenly miles of skeletal forests of dead trees that I am guessing were destroyed when the Cordón Caulle erupted June 4, 2011. It was one of the largest in the 21st Century and affected all of South America. The area here is highly volcanic and still active.
Day 485 - Temuco, Chile
Trees were the thing as we drove 250 miles from Concepcion to Temuco. We were a long way now from the dust and rock of Peru and northern Chile. We were entering Patagonia and the land of the Mapuche, fierce native warriors that controlled this part of the world for centuries and refused to be subjugated by the Spanish or Chilean government for over 300 years. Finally in the 1880s, decimated by famine and disease, they succumbed. By some account 90% of the population was wiped out. The population has since rebounded but human rights are still an issue. Logging is the big industry here. The land is green and rich and pine, birch, willow and eucalyptus trees are everywhere, and so are the trucks that haul them. Pine is the “crop” of choice but the Mapuche want pine trees to be replaced by a more diverse ecosystem. They have traditionally been ranchers.
Day 484 - Concepcion, Chile
We spent the better part of our two days in Concepcion trying to figure out how to get to the ranch of Butch Cassidy, the outlaw who I learned about in the hit movie with Paul Neumann and Robert Redford (Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid). It was complicated. First we had to find the little town in Argentina where the ranch house was located, then work out border issues crossing from Chile, then seeing if we could drive. We couldn’t. For reasons beyond us Argentina made driving a rental car from Chile across the border prohibitive. So we found a bus to get us to Bariloche , Argentina (8 hours) and then a car to drive 3 hours to the little town. Logistics were, shall we say, complex. Thus getting to Concepcion and closer to Patagonia was good but the nearby mall, which was huge, constituted all of our explorations.
Day 482 - Chillan, Chile
It’s almost a direct line from Santiago, Chile to the smallish blue collar city town of Chillán 430 miles to the south. We picked up our little VW and came out of thick traffic before escaping the low, shrub-pocked mountains of the city. High above, in the haze and heat, the Santiago Andes stared down at us with their volcanic eyes. For the next several hours we passed a little bit of everything - shanties hugging the highways outside the city, then warehouses, motels, granaries, cornfields, wineries. Once in town, we walked to the colorful La Ramona restaurant for a late dinner. Everywhere we found great street art.
Days 434 - 438 - Valparaiso, Chile
Valparaiso is famous for its color, steep, winding streets and boisterous street art. It’s a vibrant and diverse city. We explored our way through its bohemian section up to the Brighton Hotel, a three-story house perched above the streets below (see the view). Buildings here are both festive and ragged, which gives them a tired but still lively charm. They remind me of parts of New Orleans and Pittsburgh’s Mexican War Streets. The artwork is phenomenal, and dinner at the Brighton was excellent!
Each evening in Valparaiso we walked along the beach. The video reveals many ways folks find to make a living. But one of the most unique was this fellow who created these amazing rock balancing acts. He had made a good dozen when we saw him. People watched and explored and, like us, made a small donation for his efforts.
Days 430 - 431 - Vina del Mar, Chile
We arrived in Vina Del Mar, the stepsister and symbiote of Valparaiso. A lovely cliff side town along the Pacific. It was dinnertime and we were looking for seafood. We found it at Restaurante Cochoa but getting there meant dropping down the the cliff side 250 feet and then back up. It was worth it (see seafood and views). The weather is perfect! 50 degrees at night. 70 during the day.
Vina Del Mar is a beautiful beach town next to Valparaiso. Above the Pacific, the steep cliffs hang one high rise after another, too many, I fear. While walking I caught four hang-gliders swooping above. They rode the current for hours. What a view they must have had. The steep hills here and in Valparaiso give Pittsburgh and San Francisco a run for its money. We climbed several to get down to the sea for a bite to eat. Plus walking up and down 300 feet of stairs is a great workout!
Day 428 - Elqui Valley, Chile
Our bandwidth is severely limited given how remote the mountains are where we are staying. So I can’t send the Choquequirao and Machu Picchu videos I was hoping to get out. But I am hoping I can send these few pictures today. We are just outside the small down of Vicuña adjacent to the Atacama Desert which makes these mountains home to some of the world’s best and most powerful observatories, including Cerro Tololo. I tried to capture this picture of it on a far mountain as the mist cleared at sunrise this morning. When the sun sets at night the skies come alive with stars and we are spending our nights enjoying the show. An app called Stellarium allows you see see the night sky and identify what you see. This screenshot is an example what we saw as we looked at the stargazing sign for Capricorn. When I get more bandwidth I’ll send more.
Our last evening in Vicuña we decided to get an even better view of the night sky and arranged to meet with Victor and Lincoln Alvarez who bounced us and a handful of other stargazers through the mountains to a spit of flat rock where they had set up a motorized 14inch telescope. The starlight was magnificent and we took close looks at the Tarantula Nebula more the 1000 light years in diameter, Orion’s Belt (the middle star is really a nebula), Saturn, Jupiter, the brightest star in the sky-Sirius, a baby at 250 million years old and, course, the moon. See it all is humbling and resets your view of life and the world. Thanks to ElkiMagic.com for setting it up. These images were made available using the the Stellarium App. If you like Stargazing you can down load it from the Apple App Store for free.
Day 422 - 425 - Caldera, Chile
As we head to the tip of South America (a very long way to go), we wanted to explore one of Chile’s many well known observatories. One of the most famous is in Vicuña, deep in the Atacama Desert. But that’s an almost 12 hour drive so we stopped for Thanksgiving in the small fishing village of Caldera. No Turkey dinner here! But the fish is spectacular and we tried our hand with the Chilean version of chicken fajitas! A very tasty cross between Mexican-American fajitas and Chinese stir fry. In Peru they called it chaufe.
Before departing the sleepy town of Caldera, we found the location of the first train to depart South America. Created by American entrepreneur William (Guillermo) Wheelwright, the train was built to carry ore from the Chanarcillo mine for export from the harbor. The original depot is long gone, but locals are still proud and working to develop it into a tourist destination with this museum.
Day 419 - Antofagasta, Chile
We spent a couple of days in Antofagasta, a city along the Pacific on our way south. It’s a busy port city where copper is mined and then shipped around the world , mostly industrial but with beautiful views of the ocean, barreling waves loved by surfers and high cliffs and mountains. It was a Bolivian city until 1879 when Chile occupied and one obsession in the Latin American War of the Pacific.