The Southernmost City in el Mundo
Tue 9 Feb 2010 22:32
Alongside Ushuaia, Argentina
Wind: Southwest, moderate breeze
Weather: Overcast, showers, cool
We have made it! Ushuaia, the southernmost city in the world. I believe Puerto Williams also makes this claim and they are in fact a little further south but Puerto Williams is very small, more a village than a city, and I am not sure whether even Ushuaia is big enough o technically rate as a city but it is certainly a lot bigger than Puerto Williams. We will be visiting Puerto Williams later in any event, so we will make the claim twice.
After another wonderful evening enjoying the company of Jenny (this by the way is a metonymy for the crew of the Sailing Yacht Jenny, not a girl I am going out with) and again for breakfast this morning, and after BC got his pacifier from Adrian, it was time for Sylph and Jenny to continue on their respective ways. Hasty farewells were made, lines cast off and Sylph was soon back out in the Beagle Channel motoring towards Ushuaia in the still morning air. A little later a puff of a breeze filled in enough to have us sailing and we continued into Bahia Ushuaia and thence alongside the Ushuaia Yacht Club where we tied up at 2 p.m. We have completed the necessary formalities with the Prefectura which were unusually simple, not a single question from the polite smiling personable young officer who took my papers and 20 minutes later returned to me one form requiring only one signature. I wonder what I am supposed to do with the three sets of forms that I was made to fill out on my departure from San Julian.
Back to the yacht club for my first long hot shower since I do not remember, must be Mar Del Plata I think.
We are likely to be here a little while waiting for the new mainsail to be finished and delivered. I will follow up on this tomorrow and make plans form there.
The barometer has fallen to the lowest I have ever seen, 958 mb, most barometers don't go that low. The weather is OK so far but I suspect we might be in for some strong winds in the next day or so.
All is well.
I was enjoying the fish so much last night that I didn't have the chance to show my appreciation to that most charming representative of English culture, Adrian. Hats off to Adrian, not that I ever wear a hat of course but I am quite happy to condescend to use the human vernacular in this case to show my especial appreciation of an above average member of your species. I am certain if there were more like him the world would be a much better place for all of us, not that I am complaining of course, perhaps after all Pangloss was right and Voltaire was wrong, after a good fish dinner I am willing to concede that maybe this after all is the best of all possible worlds. It is good to know that American English relations are still on a solid footing, not that there was any doubt of course.
I am starting to think that I am spending too much time with the skipper. One sure remedy for such philosophic twaddle is a good solid practical . . . . Zzzzzzzz.