Argentina
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Tierra Del Fuego, The End of the World: The Patagonia Chronicles Part 4
After consuming ungodly numbers of Che Empenadas in El Chalten and getting a little too friendly with another South American Gray Fox near Lake Condido we braved the mangled guardrail road to Ushuaia. It was summer, but apparently the road was too much for many of the international truckers in the rain. Legend has it that Tierra Del Fuego got it’s name from the fires that the explorer Magellen saw burning by some 12,000 aboriginals on the coast. The disappearance of these ethnic groups is one that is all too familiar across the world. My curiosity about the tribes peaked as I gawked at historical sketches of men in loin-cloths…
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The Patagonia Chronicles Part 3: A Flamingo, An Ice Wall, A Rock Pile, & An Estancia
Crossing between Chile and Argentina was little more than a blink of an administrative counter. We got out to lift up a chain and let ourselves over. We had been strategically planning our diesel stops on the map. All plans to purchase and keep a spare can had run dry. The scrub grass silence was broken when we took a 65 km shortcut down a cheese grater and laughed in disbelief that the lambs had long tails. They wagged like dogs. Then there was the lone flamingo. Lost far from it’s comrades in Northern Chile, the wind had grounded it. It was the only colorful thing for hundreds of miles,…

