The ferry from Caleta Tortel left at 11:00pm. Over the course of my trip, I had developed a deep mistrust of scheduled times in Latin...

After climbing up to Lago Cerro Castillo, I was sore all over. As it turns out, cycling and hiking don’t really use the same muscle...

Morning in Puyuhuapi dawned dark and rainy. One could almost be forgiven for not knowing it was morning at all. I had an important...

Ah, the Carretera Austral. Ruta 7. Patagonia’s famous road trip, shrouded in an infamous past. 1200 kilometres of mountains, glaciers,...