[Before you read on, here’s a link to the post I had to re-create yesterday because I screwed up royally. It does have some relevance to today]
Started off right after breakfast toward the port on the Peninsula de Magallanes to catch a boat that would take us on a five hour journey through the northern part of Lake Argentino to see more, unique glaciers, ice bergs, and ice floes.
Our first stop is the Upsala Glacier, dead ahead. Also, on the left, are the heads of Congo and Bertachi. We can only get as close as about 1/4 mile since, not long ago a huge, unexpected cleaving of the glacier created a mini-tsunami that was over 25 feet high. Fortunately no boats were in the area or they would have been swamped. But we do get close to the others.
As we watch there was lots of calving activity along the wall, but no one gets any good photos. So, the captain decides to wait, engines off, for a big one to happen. We wait and wait…and wait, and barely a drop of ice falls. You can bet that an enormous, house-size piece broke off just as we got out of sight. Sated and exhausted at watching and jousting for angles, a lot of snoozing and snacking on the 45 minute return.
Once back in El Calafate, we stroll over to see the crowds attending the very loud music festival. It’s a happy crowd, spilling back into town, making a lot of merchants happy. We had another delicious, but slightly smaller dinner. We’ll leave you with a look at Marsha’s special treat before heading back to the hotel and packing for tomorrow’s flight back to big city civilization in Buenos Aires.