End of the World

We did a bus trip into the Tierra Del Fuego NP. OK but a 4WD trip would have been much better value. Included in our trip was the “Train to the end of the world”. Utter crap. Crowded, boring commentary repeated in 4 languages, couldn’t take a decent photo through the double glazed reflective windows. The highlight was a pathetic waterfall with 600 touristas photographing themselves. Get me outa here.

Today we did a heli ride and landed on a ridge in the Andes. Sensational.

Back to our coffee shop with a view of the harbour then grabbed a taxi to the chairlift up the nearest Glacier.

We death marched from there for 1 hour up to the point where the sign proudly claimed “you are viewing the Martial Glacier”. All we could see was a dingy pool of water. There was a bit of snow 1,000 metres higher up. It’s probably that. Where were the beavers promised by the brochure? I thought they would have to be pretty crafty beasts to build dams so far above the tree line.

Back to the Hotel for a pre-dinner nap.