Photos from Toulhin, Ushuaia, and Bahia Lapataia

These photos range from the morning I left Toulhin to my ride to Bahia Lapataia and back.

I had ridden to Bahia Lapataia with Franck and Florence, two French cyclists who had been riding since Colombia. It was 25km from the town center and the final 20km were on a wet, muddy road. It was a beautiful day.

 Inside the kitchen in the panadaria. Boiled eggs and meat for the empanadas.

 The panadaria's casa de ciclistas.

 On the way to Ushuaia.

 Paso Garibaldi

 The entrance to Ushuaia.

The campsite that was closed for the season

On the way to Bahia Lapataia two days after my arriving in Ushuaia. These are wild foxes, not dogs. They are begging for food.

 The final kilometer of Ruta 3.

  Bahia Lapataia

 A photo of my descending the final kilometers of Ruta 3 on the way to Bahia Lapataia. Taken by Franck.

  Bahia Lapataia and Bike Friday. It was much warmer that day and I did not need my boots.

 After returning back to the center, the view from the bay of downtown Ushuaia.

The world is small. I spoke to the man who owned this boat, and he just so happened to be the man with whom Juan, the Spanish cyclist I had met first in Rio Tranquilo and later Punta Arenas and later in Ushuaia, had just passed three nights.

Alice's ashes

My beautiful grandmother in a beautiful place. Bahia Lapataia is among the most beautiful places in the world and it is located on the end of the southernmost road in Argentinean Tierra del Fuego. The bay is stunning and there are several mountain ranges surrounding the bay and one can see the Cordillera Darwin from the bay. I had imagined for quite a long time what the end of the world in Patagonia might look like but the Bahia Lapataia was more beautiful than anything I had imagined. It had been some kilometers carrying Alice's ashes in my right front pannier and it was emotional to reach a stunningly beautiful place so far south and see the beautiful ocean and the mountains and look out to the sea south and the air was pure and her ashes blew into the wind and then into the sea and it was clear that the gods smiled greatly that day and it was clear that the ocean and the earth and the sky and the mountains thanked Alice for the great life she lived in the 100 years she graced the world.

 Here and the next 7 photos below, Bahia Lapataia.

 I had been carrying these ashes in the right front pannier of my bicycle. The ashes were completely dry, as they were protected in 3 ziplock bags. My uncle Ed had mailed me these ashes several years ago after Alice passed away. Several family members had received her ashes.

 This and the following sequence of photos are of the scattering of my grandmother Alice's ashes.