Part 1: Tahiti

Part 2: Rapa Nui

Part 3:  Santiago

Part 4: Pucon

Part 5: Sailing Through Andes

Part 6: A Wonderful Voyage

Part 7:Trekking Torres Del Paine

Part 8: Unpleasant Conversation

Part 9: Ushuaia

Part 10: Perito Moreno Glacier

Part 11:Buenos Aires

Part 12: Iguazu Falls

Part 13: Back to Buenos Aires

Part 14: Peninsula Valdes

Part 15: Mendoza

Part 16: Lima-Cusco 

Part 17: Sacred Valley of Incas

Part 18: Machu Pichu

Part 19: Puno and Lake Titicaca

Part 20: Adios

 

 

 

 

 

Part 14: Whale Watching in Peninsula Valdes

 

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 Whale Watching Photographs in Peninsula Valdes


27th November 2003

The overnight bus trip was not bad; I slept well in the semi cama seat.

But in the morning, the passing scenario was shocking, bleak shrub filled deserts on both sides, stretching up to horizon – we are already deep inside Argentine Patagonia- the vast desolate, windswept desert like area of Argentina; stretching from Rio Negro on the north to all the way down south above Tera del Fuego Island.

Darwin referred to it as “A Cursed Land”.

It is cursed by Andes. Andes takes away all the moisture from the wind blowing eastward from the vast expanses of Pacific’ letting only dry air pass over this vast land; as a result, where as on average it rains over 7,500 mm a year in the Chilean Patagonia, on the Argentine Patagonia annually receives only about 220mm of rainfall.
 


When glaciers from the last ice age descended to Atlantic, they had to cover immense distances over the Argentine Patagonian land; on the way they flattened the land and crushed the stones to pebbles or sand – now only die hard shrubs cling to them – no trees or other vegetation, except for along some river banks.

Through out the History there were many attempts to colonise these vast areas, without much success.

It is the most bleak and depressing landscape I have ever seen, it was so tiring and boring that soon I dozed off, and woke up only as we were approaching beautiful Puerto Madryn on the Atlantic Coast. It was literally an oasis at the end of that desolate landscape.

At Puerto Madryn bus terminal first I checked out hostel information and booked a single room at Hotel Vasconia ($12/day). Next checked out the bus timing and prices for Mendoza – only available option was a 24-hour bus journey in a semi cama bus – I decided to find more information on sights and activities around Puerto Madryn before deciding which day and what time to leave for Mendoza.

Took the short walk to the hotel on the main street of this small town. My room is in the ground floor of this two storied small but neat hotel. The room was also small but neat , with an attached bath. I took a hot shower and went out for a quick walkabout around and lunch.

Puerto Madryn has a unique history and culture, it was established by disaffected Welsh settlers from United Kingdom around 1886 – who wanted to escape the English tyranny of that time and intended to establish a Welsh settlement in order to preserve their unique language and culture. In this desolate land, it was an uphill battle for those brave Welsh settlers. Some gave up and moved elsewhere; diehards remained – maintaining small pockets of welsh language and culture till today.

It is a small picturesque town of 60,000 with a half moon shaped beachfront. On the northern end of the beach there is a long jetty reaching into the deep waters, where visiting passenger ships berth – this morning there was one. I took a slow stroll along the beach, it was windy and a bit chilly and there were very few people on the beach.
 


I took my lunch at a small beachfront restaurant – changed some dollars and went back to the bus station to book a whole day bus tour of Peninsula Valdes for the next day, including whale watching in a boat . I also booked a 24-hour bus trip to Mendoza, departing day after tomorrow, around midday. On my way back checked emails, wrote up some diary and made a phone call.

In the late afternoon as I was shopping for a pair of boxer shorts, there I had an interesting conversation with the a shop sales assistant. The topic was, who is the most famous Argentine, inside Argentina and overseas. According to him, within Argentina it is either General San Martin (the liberator of Argentina) or Diego Maradona – but with respect to overseas fame, I pointed out that till visiting Argentina I never heard of General San Martin – he agreed, in terms of overseas fame the competition is between Che Guevara and Maradona, probably Maradona winning by a large margin because of his much wider mass appeal. It was an interesting discussion of perspectives.
 

In the evening I stumbled upon a Tenidor Libre (all you can eat) Chinese Restaurant – I was delighted to find something different and decided to have dinner there. It was great, lot of Chinese food at the buffet bar and then there was traditional Argentine grilled meat in another corner. I ate voraciously.

On return to the hotel, met a Belgian guy, a fellow boarder; had a good hours chat and laugh with him exchanging our travel stories – one of the best part of backpacking is meeting other interesting backpackers.

28th November 2003

Next morning the tour bus picked me up from the hotel around 7:30 AM. I almost missed the bus; the bus came and picked the other tourists but forgot to call me! Fortunately, it returned soon to pick up a forgotten lady’s handbag, and the guide realised his mistake from a head count and picked me up this time. So I was able to join the trip by accident.

As soon as we were out of town, the bleak landscape was back and it remained so till we returned to Puerto Madryn in the evening. It was a 400km round trip through this bleak landscape.

Peninsula Valdes is a mushroom shaped peninsula protruding into Atlantic from the belly of Argentina – it is connected with the mainland with a narrow stem or neck, which at its narrowest is about 3 km wide. There are two gulfs on each side of the neck – Golfo San Jose to the north and Golfo Nuevo to the south. There is a strange phenomenon associated with the two gulfs – although separated by a narrow neck of the peninsula, when one is having a low tide other is having a high tide, this occurs because the openings of the two gulfs are narrow and far apart and tidal flows has to go around the mushroom shaped main mass of the peninsula– The unique location and formation of this peninsula made it a natural marine and other wild life sanctuary. Whole Peninsula is a protected natural area and declared Cultural Mankind Patrimony by UNESCO.
 


After an hours ride we arrived at the small museum located near the narrowest point of the neck of the peninsula. We had a brief stopover here; I visited the small museum and took few photographs from the viewing tower next to it.

Next we headed for the Punta Notre at the north-eastern tip of the peninsula to watch some sea elephants and penguins; it was another two and a half hour journey through this shrub covered semi desert landscape. Although the season is almost over, there are few of sea elephants still hanging around for us to see.

It was not worth this boring journey. Sea Elephants are most uninteresting, they just lie down on the sand, they are so still – one has to wonder whether they are dead or alive – but anyway our young guide was very excited about sea elephants, he would like to be reborn as a Sea Elephant – only because, in a Sea elephant colony there are dozens of mating females for each male Sea Elephant - that was the sole reason behind his wish.

I quipped, what happens if he is reborn as a female Sea Elephant? - Whole bus broke into laughter – and his jaws dropped, he has not thought about that possibility.

Next we headed for Punta Cantor, to watch some penguins, some more boring sea elephants and Guanacos (somewhat deer like animals). It was an hour’s journey. Punta Cantor has a unique geography; a finger like narrow and long bay runs along the cost with a narrow opening to the south, creating a natural sheltered sanctuary for the marine lives.

The few Penguins that were there, were the most interesting – their human like pasture and monk like attitude never failed to fascinate me – took few photographs of them. After some walking around the bay – we went to have lunch in the tourist restaurant nearby. After lunch we headed back towards the narrow neck of the peninsula, to Puerto Piramides on the coast of Golfo Nuevo – to watch SOUTHERN RIGHT WHALES – the main attraction of the trip.

Puerto Piramides is a lovely little paradise, with a motel and quite a few cafes and restaurants on the beach front – buzzing with tourists. Whale watching boats were coming and going from the beach – not from any wharf, here they have a unique arrangement to launch the whale watching boats from the beach. Boats are placed on high metal-framed trailers on wheels with opening at the astern. Passengers board the boat through a mobile gangway placed near the boat. Then a tractor gently pushes the trailer with the boat down the gentle slope of the beach into the water. Once the trailer is at sufficient draft and the boat is afloat – the boat moves away from the trailer with slow astern movement of its outboard engine. On return reverse is done to disembark the passengers.

When our turn came, we went out the same way for an hour’s cruise and whale watching – the boats crew assured us, as it is quite a calm day we are sure to see many whales.

Southern Right whales are known for their tameness, slow movement and curiosity. It is a safe animal to approach, even when it comes close enough to touch the boat. They come to gulfs and waters around Peninsula Valdes for mating. Adult Southern Right Whales weigh around 35-55 ton with lengths between 39-52 feet; a newborn calf  weighs 3 ton with a length of 13-14 feet. The mating season is generally between June 15 to December 15. We are almost at the end of the season, males has already left for the south pole, mothers with newborn calves are waiting for the calves to grow strong enough for the long journey to the south – soon they will be departing too. We are expected to see many mother whales with newborn calves.

Initially we did not see any whale for a while, as we cruised towards the depth of the bay – then we saw whales near another boat a bit far away. We headed for that direction – a pair of mother and a baby, we could not see them from close – as they drove under before we could get close to them – anyway I got my first glimpse of whale and took quite a few photographs.

Soon there were mother and babies everywhere, our boat was cruising between whales – it was a feast of whale sightings – some very very close – I was clicking away my camera with multiple exposure mode to capture their actions. A particular mother and baby pair came very close and stayed with us for a while – I was taking photographs like there is no tomorrow – soon, to my despair, I realised I have ran out of films; - that particular mother and baby pair was still next to our boat – I despaired in frustration.

Then the mother and the baby dove under our boat, I jumped to the other side of the boat to see them come out – to my surprise, the baby surfaced next to me, literally next to where I was holding the side of the boat – on impulse I gave two quick pats (although we are not supposed to touch them) on its back – WHAT A MOMENT – I do not know whether the baby felt my pat, it did not give any indication.

Later, a very kind fellow tourist, seeing my despair, offered me a spare roll of film – I shot some more photos before returning to the beach after an exhilarating whale watching – I wished I had time to go for another cruise. But sun was fading and we returned to Puerto Madryn.
 

I had dinner at the same Chinese Restaurant – there I met few of the tourists I have been travelling with that day  and on their request had dinner together with them – chatting about nothing but whales – particularly watching video and still from their digital cameras.

After dinner returned to hotel, and retired soon after – next day I will be taking a very long 24-hour bus journey to Mendoza.

29th November 2003

After checking emails and writing my lagging diary, took the 12:00 PM bus to Mendoza. Twenty-four hour Journey in a Semi Cama bus, not so comfortable – but I was getting used to long bus journeys.

First hour of the journey was quite pleasant, in spite of the bleak landscape that we were passing through – I had a pleasant company in the next seat – a local student named Beleny – she is a tourism student, taking the short trip to nearby mining town where her parents work as engineers. She spoke reasonable good English, though haltingly. We chatted about Patagonia and Argentine folk music, she is a big fan of folk music and suggested few CDs for my collection. Soon we arrived at her destination and a massive lady took her seat. I dozed off. I occasionally woke up, when the bus stopped at numerous small towns along the road – these were oasis type towns near some river in these Patagonian landscape – one could see some green trees.

Around 10:00 PM we stopped at Neuquen for a very late dinner included with my ticket. Neuquen is a large city - recently there were some political unrest going around here. Dinner was in a typical Argentine barbeque restaurant – good meat, that’s all.

Soon after we started again and I went to sleep straightway.
 

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