[password] rachel25
[position] 54 46.863s 064 24.358w
[status] Still anchored in Caleta Poppy, Puerto Hoppner, Isla de los Estados
A rest day. After the push to get the boat maintained and parts repaired, the boat provisioned up, and permits obtained, this is our first day off for many days. Aleko decided his spare main sail is in better condition than the one he had been using since leaving Greece, so no rush with sewing today. We headed up one of the hills to admire the views, which were stunning. The island is made up of many dramatic mountains and ridges, and deep cut bays. The pilot book explains that the island is the extreme southern limit of the Andes cordillera, which then plunges into the Drake Passage waters, to reappear again in the Antarctic Peninsula. Apart from a small Argentinean navy station based in the next bay which we have yet to see, we seem to have the place to ourselves.
This inlet was first named Puerto Austin but later Captain Henry Foster gave it the name Puerto Hoppner, for what reason, we know not. Such are the random white man namings of places in this part of the world. However, the small and sheltered anchorage where we lie is named Caleta Poppy (as of today) after our cat who would really enjoy the wide variety of small birds that we find here. =^..^Our other cat, Isla, already has more islands named after her than is reasonable, but she particularly approves of Isla Hunter. =^_^[END]
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), it's always ourselves we find in the sea.