At Sea in Ushuaia: "El Fin del Mundo"
Trip Start
Jan 30, 2010
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7
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Trip End
Sep 12, 2010
Where I stayed
A steady rain was falling from a dismal sky when we arrived in Ushuaia, Argentina, and the near freezing temperature threatened snow. Definitely time to unpack the Gortex jackets. Ushuaia is generally touted as "the world's most southern city", Chile refuses to concur, claiming the title for Puerto Williams, a few kilometers south, in Chilean territory. Argentina (never one to agree with Chile on anything) counters that Puerto Williams is not really a city, but a military outpost.
In any case, Ushuaia, with a population of 64,000 hardy souls, is larger than we expected. This half-moon shaped cluster of weathered houses, shops and hotels lies huddled between Ushuaia Bay and the snow-capped Marshall Mountains, the last of the Andres, which here taper off the continent into the Antarctic Sea.
Ushuaia Bay is within the Beagle Channel, so named for the HMS Beagle, which sailed in 1831 to explore the wild coastal waters of Patagonia. A last minute addition to the crew was a young gentleman named Charles Darwin. This journey was to mark the beginning of Darwin's illustrious career in the study of evolution and natural selection.
Ushuaia's picturesque bay and bustling main street resemble a New England seaside hamlet. However, cruise ships, not lobster, are the lifeblood here. Savvy locals have memorized cruise ship schedules and are open for business any time a ship calls to port, night or day. Upscale shops and restaurants cater to well-heeled passengers on expensive cruises to the Antarctic or around the horn. From shop windows, multitudes of penguins in the form of glass, ceramic, precious- and semi-precious stone, and all sizes of stuffed toys, peek out at passers by. Also in the harbor, bulky ice-cutter passenger ships that ply the southern waters between Ushuaia and Antarctica. There's also a small commercial port for fishing vessels and cargo ships. Even the Queen Mary calls here a couple of times a year.
The sea is where we found the magic of Patagonia. On a boat tour to uninhabited Island "H" in the Beagle Channel, we walked among colonies of cormorants and visited middens and other sites of the region's first human inhabitants, the Yamaha. The range of wildlife was spectacular, and the animals unafraid of humans, having never known them as predators. This day, the clouds and fog contributed to the wild, harsh feel of this untamed place.
Tierra del Fuego was settled over 10,000 years ago by the Ona people, a group of which, the Yamana, lived in the Ushuaia area. The Yamana were a nomadic race. They hunted in canoes and wore no clothing, preferring to slather their skin with seal blubber and keep fires burning day and night for warmth. It was these fires, first spotted in 1520 by Ferdinand Magellan, that led to the region's name, Tierra del Fuego, meaning Land of Fire. The arrival of Europeans brought clothing to the Yamana, as well as the inevitable small pox and other diseases. These days, only a few Yamana remain on the Chilean territorial island, Isla Navarina.
In Tierra del Fuego National Park we meandered along a coastal trail through thick beech forests and along pebbly shores. Today the weather cooperated, and we hiked in the sun under blue skies. The views in all directions looked like picture postcards. Fantastic rock formations and towering snow-capped mountains framed a broad, pristine bay, whose bright blue water hurt our eyes with its brilliance. A passage at the bay's far southern edge leads to Drake's Passage and the open sea beyond. As the last of the sun's rays cast long shadows on the sand, we sat on the shore, and skipped perfectly smooth pebbles on the still waters of the bay. Truly, the sea gives us all we need.
In any case, Ushuaia, with a population of 64,000 hardy souls, is larger than we expected. This half-moon shaped cluster of weathered houses, shops and hotels lies huddled between Ushuaia Bay and the snow-capped Marshall Mountains, the last of the Andres, which here taper off the continent into the Antarctic Sea.
Ushuaia Bay is within the Beagle Channel, so named for the HMS Beagle, which sailed in 1831 to explore the wild coastal waters of Patagonia. A last minute addition to the crew was a young gentleman named Charles Darwin. This journey was to mark the beginning of Darwin's illustrious career in the study of evolution and natural selection.
Ushuaia's picturesque bay and bustling main street resemble a New England seaside hamlet. However, cruise ships, not lobster, are the lifeblood here. Savvy locals have memorized cruise ship schedules and are open for business any time a ship calls to port, night or day. Upscale shops and restaurants cater to well-heeled passengers on expensive cruises to the Antarctic or around the horn. From shop windows, multitudes of penguins in the form of glass, ceramic, precious- and semi-precious stone, and all sizes of stuffed toys, peek out at passers by. Also in the harbor, bulky ice-cutter passenger ships that ply the southern waters between Ushuaia and Antarctica. There's also a small commercial port for fishing vessels and cargo ships. Even the Queen Mary calls here a couple of times a year.
The sea is where we found the magic of Patagonia. On a boat tour to uninhabited Island "H" in the Beagle Channel, we walked among colonies of cormorants and visited middens and other sites of the region's first human inhabitants, the Yamaha. The range of wildlife was spectacular, and the animals unafraid of humans, having never known them as predators. This day, the clouds and fog contributed to the wild, harsh feel of this untamed place.
Tierra del Fuego was settled over 10,000 years ago by the Ona people, a group of which, the Yamana, lived in the Ushuaia area. The Yamana were a nomadic race. They hunted in canoes and wore no clothing, preferring to slather their skin with seal blubber and keep fires burning day and night for warmth. It was these fires, first spotted in 1520 by Ferdinand Magellan, that led to the region's name, Tierra del Fuego, meaning Land of Fire. The arrival of Europeans brought clothing to the Yamana, as well as the inevitable small pox and other diseases. These days, only a few Yamana remain on the Chilean territorial island, Isla Navarina.
In Tierra del Fuego National Park we meandered along a coastal trail through thick beech forests and along pebbly shores. Today the weather cooperated, and we hiked in the sun under blue skies. The views in all directions looked like picture postcards. Fantastic rock formations and towering snow-capped mountains framed a broad, pristine bay, whose bright blue water hurt our eyes with its brilliance. A passage at the bay's far southern edge leads to Drake's Passage and the open sea beyond. As the last of the sun's rays cast long shadows on the sand, we sat on the shore, and skipped perfectly smooth pebbles on the still waters of the bay. Truly, the sea gives us all we need.



Comments
It's all so beautiful. What an experience!
michael
superb pictures!!
Prabhu
Hello all Harts, down South...what an adventure..and it does look cold....have a great time and we look forward to the next update.....very best....T&C
Wonderful description and photos - I really enjoyed this!
Hello! I am glad you all packed warm coats and hats for your visit here! Brrr! It is amazing the wildlife, and to walk on an island where animals are not fearful of people. Thanks for all the history too! xoxo Denice
Hi Annet, Michael, and Oliver . . . What an incredible road trip :>) I thought about you during the Machu Picchu ordeal and was hoping your lovely family was not one of the 2000 stranded tourists! I am thoroughly enjoying your travel narrative and look forward to reading many more adventures. Hugs of love
Beautiful! What is your latitude? Love the photos of the cormorant colony.
I heard news of big earthquake. I am really worried about you all.
How are you going?
Best regards,
Tae
Thinking of you this morning, too, after news of the quake. I hope you all are all right, and that any necessary rearrangements work out.
michael
you ok down there? i just heard that there has been a prettly large earthquake near santiago chile....
I hope you guys are safe after the earthquake.
Ditto all the above. Please let us know you are ok. We are worrying and praying.
Hugs,
Walkin' Pal
Hi You Guys,
Time to write and let us all know you are ok following this devastating earthquake. It was just a matter of days since you were in Valparaiso. Way too close for comfort. Hope all is well with you and the lovely people you just met.
Michele
Hi All. I hope all is well, and you are haveing fun. On that note Please let us know your o.k. A little to close to chile..
monday morning and still no word we need to hear you're all ok.
Power outages, broken internet connections and phone lines could prevent them from leaving a message. They're very far from the epicenter, but I sure like to hear you're OK. J.L.
HI Annet and Michael. Heard about the big earthquake in Chile! You all are in my prayers! Looking forward to hearing from you! xoxo Denice
I'm sure your o.k. but when you find power and internet let us know your well.
Hope you are safe on your trek. Just heard from Virginia that you were planning to be off line for a week. Somewhat relieved. Will wait until thurs. or fri. to hear from you. pins and needles...gina pins, paul needles. big hugs
Annet emailed from Chile. All is well. They were hiking for a week. They can not update their blog yet but will soon.