Puerto Chacabuco, Chile

But first a little ditty from Dale. . .

“Oh I came to Port Chacabuco with a banjo on my knee

To taste their Ossobuco. It’s the best in all Chile” You know the rest. Feel free to join in.

Puerto Chacabuco and WA state have lots in common so I felt right at home — same vegetation, same rocky streams and lovely mountains — but that’s about it. There isn’t much here. It’s one of those places where you wonder why anyone lives there. Remote is an understatement. Cold and dreary is the norm. We got one of the truly rare beautiful summer days, they told us.

I chose a bus ride into the countryside where we saw the best the area has to offer. And it wasn’t much. My pictures aren’t great because most were taken from the moving bus but I wanted you to see how very much it looks like WA. Dale didn’t get to go anywhere as his tour continually got delayed by the emergency of a passenger having to be taken off. I know they use helicopters from here but what a sad place to have an emergency!

The ship’s tender transported us back and forth today.

Don’t you think these could have been taken along the Mt Baker Highway?

New government housing.