El Chalten & the legend that is… Navimag
Friday, June 1st, 2007After El Calafate we traveled, together with a great couple from New Zealand we met at the Glacier, to El Chalten to visit the Fitz Roy Massif, a well know blingin´crew from the Argie´south. No, really, some more pointy mountains. Unfortunately we only had about two ours of clear weather, during which we did manage to visit the view point and be suitably impressed. The rest of the two days was spent leisurely doing nothing and chatting about crap. The second day was Liberation Day so we wandered to some waterfalls to rightfully claim them for Guernsey, then went off to look for some Germans to heckle. Finding none we settled for throwing things from the balcony onto an unsuspecting group if people below us – Andy claims it was an accident but we know the truth.
After El Chalten in was back to El Calafate for a night where we arrived to find our dorm covered in lacy underwear which was definitely not suitable for trekking. I would have confronted the offending hussy but she found another bed to sleep in before she ever made it back to the dorm – need I say more?!
The next day it was the bus back to Puerto Natales and onwards to board the Navimag, from Puerto Natales to Puerto Montt in Chile. Unfortunately there are only three ways to get north from El Calafate, overland which is direct on the Ruta 40 but which is now closed (bloody off-season) or a three day diverted bus, flights which are all booked or unobtainable expensive or else the good ship Navimag. She was our only hope.
The Navimag is essentially a cargo ship that takes along passengers for the three day, four night voyage to make up some cash. That said, the food was good (although a bit like school dinners by the end of the trip), the cabin was comfortable (albeit shabby) and there was a reasonable amount of entertainment aside from the stunning views, and it was nice just to do nothing and watch the world go by for a few days.
The boat wasn’t particularly busy so we had a cabin to ourselves and it wasn’t cramped at dinner times. The crossing was also pretty smooth even the bit that leaves the fiords and goes out into open water. It was a pretty uneventful voyage, except that I won a bottle of wine at Bingo, but relaxing and a bit of a different way to travel. We arrived in Puerto Montt to disembark early on the Monday morning (14th May) and took a bus (via a vehicle ferry) down to the town of Castro on the Chilean island of Chiloe – a lot of alliteration there my friends.