A Quiet Day

Rusty and I went for a short walk between rain showers around the campground in Puerto Aysén. A cool overcast cloudy drizzly day. This was a break from Netflix. 

And then we had to get going because sitting in the rain is not like singing in the rain; none of that upbeat stuff dancing round light poles. 

Let me say here and now the photos suck, the light was flat and gray and rain was slashing down which accounts for the gray specks on the windshield. 

The scenery through the rain and mist was spectacular, at least I think it was, or it should have been. 

after leaving the campground, all showered and everything, we only drove 15 minutes to the waters edge, and by edge I mean…

…the overlook in Puerto Chacabuco.

Standing up there under my umbrella I happened to notice the waterfront is pretty focused on commerce, fishing and warehouses and so forth. 

Rusty wasn’t there for the views and he doesn’t care about the rain (damn him); he was born for Patagonia, the traitor.  

Me? I pansy around under a large bright gay umbrella, bringing color to gray Patagonia while keeping my dog happy. 

That was about it for the coast this morning. Layne had found a restaurant with a pretty decent bunch of reviews on trip advisor. 

Beer, Pisco sour and a crab and corn pudding to start. Chupe de jaiba they call it in Chile. 

Layne had seafood stew and it was served in a light bright salty broth that was bubbling as the bowl was served. 

I skipped the curried goat and ordered a mixed grill. This was part of a cunning plan to get meat to go for the road. We got a lot of meat out of this. The heart slice wasn’t so tender so that was for Rusty but he’s also getting the blood sausage that I tasted and it was pretty good, not at all grainy. This restaurant was pretty good. 

Someone was happy, perhaps it was the Pisco sour. I think it was the mussels and clams. 

We wrapped up this two hour Sunday extravaganza with panna cotta with berries and café au lait. $80 bucks including tip for a blow out lunch. I love Chile, not cheap but good value for money. 

Back into the gray world outside. 

You can get the idea why people like this road. The mountains are harsher and more rugged to the south where we were on gravel but up here the road is actually quite smooth running through fields and farms in broad agricultural valleys. 

Personally I find it quite rugged enough for me. 

And lunch was demanding a pause so when we passed this iOverlander spot under a deluge and no one was here we pulled in. There were two others in this free camp site, an Argentine travel trailer and a Montana registered RV. 

Montana makes it easy for foreigners to register vehicles so I never assume Americans are driving and in this case it was Timo and his wife and  three young kids from the Netherlands. Having a blast driving through the Americas unmolested. 

Rusty needed his walk of course so I needed my umbrella. Out we went. 

We might be here one day or if it dries up, two. It should be scenic looking out over Torres Lake, if the mist lifts. High summer in Patagonia.