We stayed longer than expected because we enjoyed our beach spot, arriving Thursday and leaving today, Monday.
High and Sue went up the coast and Friday there was us and an Argentine pick up and that was it.
This was a Carnival four day weekend through Tuesday so by Sunday there were quite a few families enjoying the sand.
And as a massive thunderstorm sideswiped us with thunder and lightning sufficient to frighten young Rusty but no actual rain, just a threat of water blew overhead the curious were out to watch and record.
It was a good few days until the wind went nuts on Sunday gusting sand everywhere and driving us indoors to sweat but this is Patagonia and there is always a tendency to be a pain when it comes to meteorology. Some pictures from our stay.
Daniel from Bariloche dropped by and we drank ate and talked.
A grader was at work Saturday smoothing the gravel. Past road which was surprising but nice to see.
Rusty loved low tide.
We saw one freighter coasting but there were no pleasure boats, no fishing boats, no lights at night, no aircraft overhead.
It’s warm enough to get up at dawn around here.
Starlink has no competition in these lonely isolated places.
There’s sand further down the beach under the high tide.
Me struggling with selfieness and my Panasonic GX85.
We are less than three miles from pavement. As far as I need to be.
Our home.
The chief security officer on duty.
