Catamaran Tour: Beagle Channel

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It is a 1.5 hour ride back to Ushuaia, and we are a hungry and tired crew ready to descend upon town f. Our catamaran ride backtrack to port coincides perfectly with the early rays of sunset and with a killer head wind.

Graham and I play Titanic, only it’s nowhere near as romantic, for I get slapped by the ocean–literally, a super salty wave smacks me upside the face like a jolted lover, and damn, that is one salty beast.

This is fun, and we are the only two wackos crazy enough to ride the wind home while the rest of the boat slumber their delirium in the warm inner confines, and once at port, the cherry on top comes out in the form of a purple-hued sunset, the earth’s curvature this far to the poles bending the sun’s rays towards another spectrum, basking us all in some of the most beautiful light I’ve ever seen.

Good day, mates, that was pretty stellar.

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