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SOUTH OF TIERRA DEL FUEGO. PENINSULA MITRE. (Part 1)


And just started the last stage. In Ioshlelk we had great, 7 days meeting people from all over the world and hearing the great stories of his friend "the virgin Tale." The farewell was moving and we charged the batteries out to face whatever comes. The video shows a little festive atmosphere that lived in Rio Grande.
The first few days we sailed by a low coast, with many stones and extensive beaches to lift the boats.

But the third day the trees were present. Lenga Lenga and more. Unbelievable, trees!

Long time no see.

The relief also changed, now we bare cliffs of hills that were growing in height. As you approach the Mitre Peninsula we spotted in the distance snow-capped peaks of the Andes.
Navigating the east coast of Tierra del Fuego to Ushuaia with the prevailing wind was North and Northwest, or cross and at times in favor. So we simplified things a few days. Everything depended on speed, if the north wind put fulero, about 40 km / h, then the waves if they threatened to break and break against the rocks.

are cited in the letter all the rocks of the shore with their respective entries. There are some small bays and coves to leave but as we said before, the tide is important. The advantage of this place is that there is less tidal range and only one hour of rising tide and you can go to beach. Anyway we left and have spent dodging rocks above some feeling the touch on the hull of the kayak. We did not want to turn the kayak to be free, lots of stripes highlighting the fiberglass. The Petrel Asiak have bank every thing, I must say, is the re banking. Well, then we sailing the east coast of Tierra del Fuego to the most complicated part is the entrance to the Strait of Le Maire.

were thinking for days at Cape San Diego, Tethis, and San Vicente, trying to imagine the giant waves formed by a tidal current of 8 knots and opposing the wind blowing hard. To reassure always said the same thing: "Guys, is water, not hurt, simply head up and exit mantenrse" Once you're on the dance .... you have to dance. "And we walked into foreplay with a different mentality , calm, enjoying the movement of the kayak in harmony with the waves.

Sometimes we were in really big waves, very big! To give you an idea of \u200b\u200bthe pilot chart (log book) for sailors reported the static size of the waves, 10 meters in poor conditions. Not to vary, when facing toward the tip of the island to enter the strait and party for Good Success, the weather was horrible. The day started badly, very busy, but arriving in San Diego with his eyes open as we could see that the owls were ripples far and if we got into between the coast and had algae protection. Just in time, the weather behaved well, the wind calmed down and started to rain. That day after 9 hours of paddling we reached Good Success Bay, peleándole a narrow stream.

We were the boys of the army and right where were Daniel and Florence, two walkers who came to paw peatlands. Behind us and came away Marcus and Biff, the two kayakers who were giving back to Tierra del Fuego.

is, a day to celebrate. We were 12 in the base of the Navy, but ruled the good vibes and kill us fried cakes, matt, casseroles, homemade bread and other goodies. We decided to one day to exchange information with Marcus and Biff and rabble step some their kayaks and equipment.

Marcus kayaking is a Valley Nordkapp, a dream! The quality of this boat can not believe, the best finish I've seen in my life. The rigidity of the kayak caught my attention. I forgot to tell you some things. On the way to Good Success we enter the Caleta Policarpo.

Polycarp is an old residence is now abandoned. No stallholders, the truth is that it is in the middle of nowhere. There are a lot of wild cattle. Try to imagine wild cows with huge horns and a coat, hairier. There are roasted walking down the mountain. Another thing we saw much beaver. It is full of beavers and killing morph Lengas entire forests.

A disgrace. In these rats swimmer should be eradicated. They must know that beavers are from us these latitudes, therefore, have no natural predator. Means that they breed like rodents they are and eating more and more killing trees and forests. Impressed by the size of the beaver.

Walking through the middle of the island is almost mission impossible. Everything is peat, you sink your feet into the water, moving costs.

But what scenery! Peninsula Mitre is a magical place, wild, lonely, moody. Incredible! Many stories of ships that were wrecked, stallholders, gold. It is incredible to find shelter and stay abandoned along the road. Takes you to always ask yourself, how did this and that?? How did this to live here? The weather is so changeable! Suddenly it rains, comes the single, blowing at 70 km / h, then stops, it's cold. It rained ALL day Tierra del Fuego. Until it snowed! It is a challenge to surf the Tierra del Fuego.

Hostility climate

off some spectacular landscapes. When you get well south of the island showing the Andean mountains walls falling into the sea.

The island state is so close it makes you want to cross to the other side.

However, despite the costs that appear extreme difficulty, there are always ways to escape in case of bad weather. From Good Success and we faced the last stage Veradero to Ushuaia.

Final delayed.
From Good Fortune decided to go to get fast miles to get to Ushuaia. We were really tired, upset with ourselves, much anxiety, much time away from our environment, but obviously happy.

Of the plans to reality, a chasm. The wind did not behave as normal, quiet and strong very early at noon. Not at all, blew against several days and it took us a lot. The steps were short and we get to Moat was eternal.

Aguirre Bay abused us enough, the day we were going to move from end to end to get us and shorten no way traetormentas came to say goodbye to us mounted to a hurricane. We paddled 10 hours that day without getting the desired result. We had to return back with a superhuman effort as the wind took us out to sea and the GPS said O km per hour. A dog's face came to a beach in the bay. Of anger made the biggest fire of the whole journey. Three days it took to get out of that bay, but at least we could advance a little every day. The picture you will see here below shows a little like I had the balls in the wind ... yeah yeah .. well filled.

Sorry, but it was so. The days that followed were no better, but at 4 in the morning was blowing a little less and leaving at 5 and we move to Moat.

The road is fantastic, forests falling into the sea between the rocks, small plains, rocky beaches to go down, pop-rock giants! A paradise. And from now on what I would consider the best of the entire Tierra del Fuego, the Beagle Channel.


Reaching the Moat Prefecture enter the canal. They are the islands of the conflict with Chile, New Lenox, Picton. Far Navarino and all the snowy mountains. Moat people greeted us at home, a luxury. And we got into the canal, but that I leave to the coming, arrival.
Greetings.