We headed south to a campsite listed on our GPS. Jason’s been compiling a list of sites… more to come eventually. Good thing we had the coordinates, because it had no signs or office. There were a few other campers there, so we figured it was open.
It even had a brand-spanking new shelter, complete with firewood. The campsites in Patagonia couldn’t be nicer. Well, except for the rain and the neighbors who were up until 4.
This one sat on the banks of Lago Yelcho. We were able to enjoy the beach for a bit before the cold and rain kicked back in. We still had a great view from camp.
This florescent green beetle was sitting on some sticks when I was looking for kindling. I was able to thoroughly creep out Bode with it. He got me back when he found this little bird that had flown into the bus and sat on my pillow. A-dorable, except for the poop.
We didn’t leave until noon the next day, and no one ever came to collect money. I guess I was wrong, it could get better!
If all the insects on earth disappeared, within 50 years all life on earth would disappear. If all humans disappeared, within 50 years all species would flourish as never before.