Into the Caldera
So I missed a bit there because, halfway through the Drake Passage northbound, I stopped taking my seasickness meds. Yes, it was a stupid thing to do, but don’t tell […]
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The Orcas
So yeah, we kind of dropped off the face of the earth there for a while. Or at least the internet. But also the face of the earth, a bit. […]
Messing Around in Boats, Part II
So hey – we’re here! I mean, it’s a big “here,” but last night we got to touch toe to mainland rock to plant the figurative flag. The literal flag […]
And Back Again
An hour short of Dallas, I’ve already been on, or rather over the road for 21 hours. Another eight before I’m done for the day, but the strange, albeit understandable, […]
Showtime, Part II
Just a short note here, so as not to keep everyone wondering: we made it to the ship about as uneventfully as could be imagined. A small mountain of paperwork […]
If You Want to Hear the Gods Laugh…
The plan was that within a few hours of now, I’d be settling in behind my old desk below deck on the icebreaker, down at the end of Muelle Prat […]
That Other Thing I’m Doing
There are many reasons why my life is the kind of thing that would have been inconceivable to someone a hundred years ago. Case in point is the realization that […]
Tales Not Told
Last night we stood on the bow, squinting out in waning dusk for the Cuernos – the Horns – of Torres del Paine. They were out there to the east, […]
Inside Passage
We’re halfway down Chile’s equivalent of the Alaskan inside passage, threading our way through the archipelago that cuts Chilean Patagonia off from the rest of the country. Chile itself is […]
An (Almost) Uneventful Arrival
Hang on. This visually-evocative musing has been preempted by another, much-less probable one in which I’m riding in the back of a car driven by two total strangers – both beautiful women, by the way – with a mounted police escort of two motorcycles, going the wrong way down the parade route of Valparaiso’s Festival of a Thousand Drums. And I’ve only been in town for what, like 15 minutes?…
David Pablo Cohn 