Thursday, January 31, 2013

Fin del Mundo

Before leaving Ushuaia, a trip down the Beagle Channel was in order.  The area  reminds me a lot of the Tahsis Inlet, and while there are certainly more mountains down here, there are many common elements.  Ushuaia itself is a busy port city, and it is chock a block full of tourists from all over the globe....

 These two ships are running the French flag, and I suspect are rigged for Antarctic waters...


The architectre is truly unique, and designed to deal with some very chilly winters




Part of the Argentine navy at rest...

There are half a dozen cats which are day boats for touring the waters of the Beagle Canal...




 The Cats are well built, and make good time over water. This one carried 125 passengers comfortably once she got up on step...


I think that this was a navy supply ship....




Up and running....

Westward, towards the Chilean side of the world...

South and Easterly down the Beagle Canal...







Just a couple of guys and their girls...



Hey, I wonder what is on that island over there??



















 Whale bone entry way...


Watch horses on one of the islands...


The idea being that the wind will go through, rather than over.....


Looking down the Beagle Canal towards Antarctica, or Australia, depending on how well you steer...

Some locally made beer....


Taking some water on the way back...


 We all know what these guys do for a living, don't we???

A sister Cat...
 Antarctic tour boat...
 Only $10,000 will get you a cabin...
 Hmnn, I wonder what they are offloading....


Too smooth to be a work boat...


 Might get a tad windy, me thinks...


Hmnn, do these doors give away the secret???


 There it is: tons and tons of made in Argentina bottom fish, courtesy of the bottom trawlers....



Some duded  up city Penguins...


This is for Ian....
 On the ceiling of the Irish Pub...

Juan Fangio, a real driver, as opposed to some of the idiots on the road....


 This one is for Ian, too....


A visit to a museum which documents the predictable devastation of the local tribes by the European invasion of tuberculosis,  smallpox, and Christianity..







And an island named after my favourite Plumber...
 This is for you, Mom...





Blondy waiting for a ferry to cross the Straits of Megellan and head North....

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