For Mom, Love Steve

The group heading up to see the glacier.
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Contemplating on whether to climb to the top.
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Climbing to the “southernmost” mirador.
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Peeing on a glacier. “S”
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Crazy American Rachel.
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A snow night.
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The tourist street before the snows.
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Tierra del Fuego means Island of Fire. Back in the day, sailing ships passing through on their way to/from the orient would see the fires from the native indians. They never stopped here because it was too rough, so the indians were pretty much left untouched.

The trek that should never have been started with getting dumped on a snowy road. Thats Martin and Peer the two add-ons that forced me to be a “hardcore trekker.”
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Peer contemplating the meaning of life and about heated floors at the hostel, well that was what I was contemplating.
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We basically followed the lake side around the park. Not a bad view. No penguins though.
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I shit you not, this whole island was pretty much made out of rabbit crap from the thousand or so rabbits all over. It would have been cool to spend a few hours there watching all the hawks zooming down and plucking up a rabbit or two.
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Martin getting pelted by the hail. It was like getting shot in the face with bb’s. That stopped us all in our tracks. Nobody said that I could lose an eye.
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The money shot. Lots of hours on buses, boats, taxis, and legwork to get to the southernmost point. It is the end of the Routa 3 or Pan American.
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Alright, get me the hell out of here. Snow day bus style.
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Above shows the mountain range. Cerro Fitz Roy is the large peak on the center right. I was actually mistaken when I did my trek to the left. I actually didn't ... [Continue reading this entry]

My flight was at 9:30am so I got up around 7:30am just to make sure I was ready. They suggested I get there around 8:30am as they started to give away any open ... [Continue reading this entry]

With a new morning and sun, finally, Rachel adopted me for the day as I was left friendless. She had to make some travel arrangements and I had the two huge chores of ... [Continue reading this entry]

Although Ushuaia is in the deep south, it doesn't have very mainy trekking options. For me, trekking is my thing, but lately I was tired of it. Heather and Clive had visited ... [Continue reading this entry]

My first full day was a pleasant surprise. When I got up, there was a nice layer of snow covering the deck and large puffies floating down. Now that was what I ... [Continue reading this entry]

Camping was actually not bad. The combination of being tired, having some alone time, and being stuck in what could be best described as a dirt parking lot city, all helped to create ... [Continue reading this entry]

As I am writing this, those damn winds are back and its kicking my tents ass. I finally found a good usage for the ice axe I have been carrying around. I ... [Continue reading this entry]

Throughout the night it was raining on and off. It really didn't bother me with the exception that trekking in the rain really sucks. Sunlight didn't come until around 9:30am and when ... [Continue reading this entry]