i am now in a fishing village 5.5 hours South of Pan de Azucar. The majority of miles are on the Highway 5 so you just zoom down what is mostly 2-lanes each way, sometimes 1. Sure there are many toll boots but it feels almost OK to be ripped off for a good road… Then you take a turn and at first the road is OK, wide enough for passing a large tanker truck. But then it gets more and more narrow more and more windy, up and down sand dunes, sharp turns that the road workers had to make due to property disputes… I drove through a cute little village in the desert that has signs everywhere for the “The largest donkey rodeo in the world”. Is there a second largest???
Set atop of an oval peninsula and easily mistaken for a Paris-Dakkar pit stop, the village of Punta Chorros is really a toss of haphazardly thrown-about houses, b&b’s and camps with 2 war-zone-like general stores and a couple of kiosks selling empanadas. The source of revenue is fishing and, in the season (now!), the 3 beautiful islands 10 miles out that form the Parque Marino Nacional Pinguino Humboldt. Chileans bring their large families here to get on small motor boats and get whirled about Isla Chorros and Isla Damas to catch a glimpse of the highly endangered Humbold penguin. There are sea lions, dolphins, whales, cormorants, boobies…
Tomorrow morning, I go diving.
Sun just set behind Isla Choros.
It’s 9. I am sleepy.
Vagabonding Zwindling 