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sipped a cortado in Ushuaia, capi-
tal of Tierra del Fuego, southern-
most city on the planet and self-
proclaimed “end of the world.”
Behind me, a wall of saw-
toothed peaks towered over the
town. Out the window, I could see
gray waves churning the Beagle
Channel, which links the Atlantic
and the Pacific, and snow-capped
Andes soaring skyward across the
strait in Chile.
My wife and I were at the start
of nearly three weeks of hiking,
glacial kayaking, white-water
rafting, horseback riding and
more in Patagonia, the wild bot-
tom third of Argentina. It was our
20th wedding anniversary and
my 7 0th birthday, a nd I had some-
how convinced her that we
should celebrate with a far-flung
adventure.
Given the occasion, we had
decided to go all in. We hired
Travels with Tesa, a custom travel
adviser based in New York, to help
plan the expedition. The founder,
Tesa Totengco, is an old friend,
and after multiple phone calls,
she sent a 43-page proposed itin-
erary.
I’d never used a concierge trav-
el service before, but letting the
pros handle our logistics let us
focus on enjoying the magnifi-
cent landscape. Tesa and Loli Ma-
rino, her colleague in Buenos Ai-
res, booked all our internal
flights, hotels, private guides,
drivers and transport, activities
and even our nightly dinner res-
ervations.
Patagonians say they enjoy all
four seasons, often in one day, so
we packed lots of layers and rain
gear. We wound up wearing it all
on our first day in Ushuaia, which
dawned cold and drizzly.
Our guide, Maia Muryn, picked
us up at our hotel, and after a
90-minute drive, we were racing
down the Beagle Channel in a
rigid inflatable boat, headed to
the penguin rookery on tiny Isla
Martillo.
A vast f lock of Antarctic cormo-
rants crowded the shingle, each
one swathed in black and white. It
took a moment to spot the tuxe-
doed penguins waddling among
them. But then we did: dozens of
Magellanic penguins, which have
white stripes near the eyes and
down the chest, and gentoo pen-
guins, which don’t.
Both species swim 1,800 or so
miles north in the Atlantic each
year to feed, then return six
months later to this barren little
island — indeed to the same
mates and same nests — to breed,
raise their chicks and molt.
A day later, we took another
boat past the Les Eclaireurs
Lighthouse to a cluster of rocky
outcrops in the channel that were
carpeted with dozens of female
Patagonian sea lions and their
pups. Not far off, scores of huge
fur seals, which are more closely
related to sea lions than seals,
jostled atop a single islet.
As rain pelted down, they hud-
dled together in bobs of five or six,
occasionally barking or baring
sharp teeth, then curling up
again. A few clambered around
the rocks or dove in the frigid sea.


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They ignored a yelping pup who
struggled to climb up from the
water. Survival of the fittest, in-
deed.
Sea lions provided food and
pelts to an Indigenous tribe called
the Yamana for thousands of
years. Their bonfires lit the rocky
headlands when Ferdinand Ma-
gellan, the first European to sail
these waters, landed in Tierra del
Fuego in 1520. Accounts from his
visit led to the name Land of Fire.
Like many aboriginal people,
the Yamana were wiped out by
European diseases and genocidal
policies. Or so I informed my wife
after reading a local brochure.
“The last Yamana died last
month,” our guide, Mauro
Guimaraenz, corrected me. He
pulled out his phone and called
up a local news clip. Cristina
Calderón, age 93, “the last full-
blooded Yamana and the last na-
tive speaker of the Yamana lan-
guage” died in February of covid-
19, it read.
Tierra del Fuego National Park
is only about eight miles from
Ushuaia, and one day, we hiked
on its misty shore, past mossy
middens where the early Yamana
dumped shells, crude harpoons
and other detritus. A soft, golden
light filtered through twisted
trees draped with a straggly yel-
low-green lichen called “old
man’s beard,” giving the glens a
magical air.
Years ago, Argentine officials
introduced Canadian beavers,
minks and rabbits in a misguided
effort to build a fur trade. It was a
disaster: The industry failed, bea-
ver dams flooded fragile areas,
minks ate local birds, and gray
foxes were imported to cull the
rabbits, putting pressure on other
fauna.
We saw some of the beaver
damage on a long afternoon’s h ike
on Gable Island, which was lined
with peat bogs and deciduous
beech forests. It was eerily silent,
because there are almost no in-
sects and few song birds this far
south. There are also no poison-
ous insects or plants. So we felt at
ease eating so-called Indian
bread, a fungus that grows on
trees, and prickly heath berries,
which taste like apples, along

the trail.
Several days later, we flew
about 550 miles north to El Cala-
fate, and a driver took us the 133
miles to El Chaltén for some more
serious hiking. He pointed out
wild llama-like guanacos grazing
on the steppe, a gray fox running
across the road, and caracara fal-
cons perched on the fence posts.
We lucked out the next day. We
were facing our most ambitious
hike, to Mount Fitz Roy, named
for the captain of Darwin’s ship.
The Indigenous Tehuelche people
called it Chaltén, or smoking
mountain, because it is usually
shrouded by clouds. But we set
out under clear, sunny skies, giv-
ing us stunning views of the
11,171-foot-high pinnacle and oth-
er needlelike peaks as we ap-
proached.
It was 14 miles round trip, a
grueling day of knee-pounding on
glacial moraine, but it was worth
the effort as we downed our sand-
wiches on a high ridge overlook-
ing a glacial lake, awed by the
majestic spires.
Two days later, we hiked 11
miles up to Laguna Torre, where
glaciers collide and form a milky
lake filled with icebergs. Our
guide for both hikes, Juliana
Eguia, described nearly every
bird, bush and bug on the trails,
as well as the history of local
explorers.
She also shared her own family
history, one that reflects Argenti-
na’s more recent past.
She was born in 197 7, a year
after a U.S.-backed military junta
launched a reign of terror. Thou-
sands of students, artists, trade
unionists and other civilians van-
ished forever. Investigators later
found that hundreds of infants
were taken from murdered par-
ents and often given to childless
military couples before democra-
cy was restored in 1983.
Juliana discovered in her mid-
20s that the military officer who
raised her was not her biological
father — but he refused to say
more before he died. She has been
haunted ever since trying to learn
whether her birth mother was
among the “desaparecidos,” as the
disappeared are known, she told
me.

We returned to Calafate a day
later, and another guide drove us
to the Perito Moreno glacier, part
of the Southern Patagonian Ice
Field, the third-largest area of
continental ice in the world after
Antarctica and Greenland.
The leading edge rises 18 sto-
ries from the water and is more
than three miles wide. It is one of
the few major glaciers that is not
receding from global warming,
although scientists believe it is
getting thinner. It is also among
the world’s most accessible gla-
ciers.

On a clear day, you can see a
vast expanse of giant meringue-
like whirls and peaks — and hear
the constant boom of fresh cracks
and calving — from passenger
boats, from two miles of raised
walkways on a nearby shore, or
even by donning crampons and
taking a guided hike on the ice.
To my astonishment, the com-
pany that leads the glacier hikes
doesn’t allow people older than


  1. So we called Loli in Buenos
    Aires, and she quickly booked us
    with another company that leads
    two-person kayak trips near the
    glacier’s south face. Along with
    three other couples, we were soon
    squeezing ourselves into sealed
    flotation suits designed to keep
    you alive if you were to fall into
    the frigid water.
    Halfway out, the wind picked
    up sharply. Icy whitecaps broke
    over the bow, and we could see
    water spouts spitting in the dis-
    tance. We nervously rafted up
    with another kayak until the
    group leader called it quits and


we turned back.
“Can the vacation be over now,
please?” my wife muttered.
Hardly. We still had the Upsala
Glacier to visit and a rainy trudge
in a canyon lined with marine
fossils. Plus, after flying to
Bariloche, we had a day-long hike
through Douglas firs and then
bamboo glades to the summit of
the Goye mountain, which of-
fered views of the azure lakes and
snowy peaks of the so-called Swit-
zerland of Argentina, and a white-
water rafting trip down the Rio
Manso Inferior in a gorge so steep
horses are needed to bring the
rafts back up.
We a lso did another kayak pad-
dle in a glacial lake and watched
loons dive for fish and caracara
falcons circle over the reeds. The
leaves were turning yellow and
orange, and the morning was un-
forgettable.
When we reached the far shore,
our guide, Leticia Bocos, spread a
lavish picnic on the beach —
homemade pumpkin soup, three
local cheeses, four kinds of em-
panadas, dried pears and more —
and as I sat back in the warm sun,
a glass of Malbec in hand, I re-
flected on Darwin.
As it turned out, he was a
grouchy guide to Patagonia. Sure,
he correctly theorized about the
tectonic plates that created the
Andes, collected fossils of extinct
mammals that made him ponder
the origin of the species, and ate a
puma. (“Remarkably like veal in
taste.”)
But he was notably unim-
pressed overall.
“The zoology of Patagonia is as
limited as its flora,” complained
the naturalist who would rede-
fine our understanding of the
natural world through variations
in the beaks of Galapagos finches.
“Everywhere we see the same
birds and insects.”
And yet, in his final chapter,
Darwin singled out his visit to
rugged Tierra del Fuego as a high
point of his voyage on the Beagle.
“No one can stand in these
solitudes unmoved,” he wrote. He
got that right.

Drogin is a writer based in West
Tisbury, Mass.

In Patagonia, the ‘end of the world’ is the place to be


If You Go
WHERE TO STAY
Los Cauquenes
De La Ermita 3462, Ushuaia
011-5411-4735-2648
loscauquenes.com/en
Cozy hotel and spa beside the
picturesque Beagle Channel.
Rooms from about $190.
Los Cerros del Chaltén
Boutique Hotel
Av. San Martin 260, El Chaltén
011-54-911-5236-9092
loscerrosboutiquehotel.com-
hotel.com/en
Comfortable hilltop hotel in a tiny
town famed for trekking and
climbing. Rooms from about $205
per night.

WHAT TO EAT
Kaupé
Pres. Julio Argentino Roca 470,
Ushuaia
011-54-290-158-5 854
kaupe.com.ar/english/index.html
Chef Ernesto Vivian and his wife
run this award-winning restaurant
that overlooks the port. The walk
uphill is worth it to try the
Antarctic scallop ceviche, baked
Argentine hake and Beagle
Channel crab legs. Open 8 to 11
p.m. Closed Sundays.
Reservations recommended.
Entrees from about $11.
La Tapera
José Antonio Rojo 50 74, El
Chaltén
011-54-296-249- 3195
La Tapera doesn’t take
reservations, but what do you
expect from a restaurant in a log
cabin? We liked the home cooking
so much we lined up twice to get
in. Leave room for the Volcán de
Chocolate dessert. Open daily 7
p.m. to midnight. Entrees, from
about $9, include steak and trout.
La Tablita
Coronel Rosales 28 El Calafate
011-54-290-249-1065
la-tablita.com/en/menu-eng-la-
tablita
Grab a table by the kitchen
window to watch chefs grill slabs
of beef and racks of lamb over a
wood fire at this classic Argentine
steakhouse. Open daily noon to 4
p.m. and 7 p.m. to midnight.
Reservations recommended.
Entrees from about $16.
Alto el Fuego
Calle 20 de Febrero 451, San
Carlos de Bariloche
011-54-294-415-1 409
It’s a bit hard to find but worth
getting to this funky family-run
steakhouse. The vibe is laid back,
and the dishes are huge. (Half-
portions available.) Reservations
recommended. Open Monday, 8
p.m. to midnight, and Tuesday
through Saturday, noon to 3 p.m.
and 8 p.m. to midnight. Closed
Sunday. Entrees from about $9.

WHAT TO DO
Travels with Tesa
917-664-229 3
430 Lafayette St., New York
917-664-229 3
travelswithtesa.com
After extensive discussions, this
custom travel service arranged
our itinerary and booked all of our
hotels, guides, transport and more
in Patagonia. Founder Tesa
Totengco designs personalized
trips around the globe.
Canal
Roca 136, Ushuaia, Tierra del
Fuego
011-54-2901-4357 77
canalfun.com/en
Canal operates private and group
excursions across Tierra del
Fuego, including into the Beagle
Channel to watch penguins on Isla
Martillo and hike on Gable Island.
Full-day trips about $127 per
person.
Extremo Sur
Pasaje Gutierrez 828, San Carlos
de Bariloche
011-54-294-460-3 309
extremosur.com/index_english.php
This company runs rafts down the
Manso Inferior rapids in the Andes
to the border of Chile. Trips from
about $125 per person. Minimum
age 14.

INFORMATION
patagonia-argentina.com/en

MARIO GOLDMAN/AGENCE FRANCE-PRESSE/GETTY IMAGES

CLOCKWISE FROM TOP: Mount Fitz Roy, near Argentina’s El Chaltén; a tree bent by winds east of Ushuaia on Tierra del Fuego; sea lion pups curl up on an island in the
Beagle Channel. Patagonia encompasses the southern parts of Argentina and Chile, with opportunities for hiking, glacial kayaking, white-water rafting and more.


BOB DROGIN FOR THE WASHINGTON POST BOB DROGIN FOR THE WASHINGTON POST

I read from


Darwin’s journal as


I sipped a cortado in


Ushuaia, capital of


Tierra del Fuego,


the self-proclaimed


“end of the world.”

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