I’m not sure what I thought the word “ferry” meant. In my mind I had
pictured a “people ferry” and what we got which was undoubtedly a “cargo ferry”.
Trucks, and herds of cows, were being unloaded as we got there and we waited 12
hours before leaving while truck after truck came on and had its cargo unloaded
and stowed.
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| We get on |
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| Cargo is loaded and stowed |
For a ferry with no amenities it was a surprisingly fun trip, however, very
companionable. There were only 3 or 4 dozen passengers, 6 to a room in bunks, and
so, over the period of 4 days, we all got to know each other. We hung out occasionally
in the dining room, the only common room, but more often outdoors on the decks
watching the scenery go by - water mostly, and oddly shaped hills, and often
low grey clouds - or, if it was very wet, up in the bridge. The weather was
sporadic; sun, rain, snow, clouds, wind… it was very much a ‘if you don’t like
the weather wait five minutes’ few days. Seals popped their heads up beside the
boat, dolphins and whales passed by, there was one island covered with
penguins, but mostly it was grey out, cloudy and mysterious, very Jurassic
Parkish… side fjords led away and it seemed equally possible that they had
glaciers or dinosaurs lurking in their depths.
We all got off at the only stop, Puerto Eden, and agreed that it would be a lonely place to live.
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| Tourists on the way to ... |
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| ... Puerto Eden. |
I totally enjoyed the experience and was sorry it was over.
(But look
forward to taking the ferry north with Suzanne one day!)
