September 15, 2008

The cargo ship Puerto Eden has received its load and passengers. A voice announces its eminent departure,”The ship is ready to sail, will the passengers please come to the decks to observe the final maneuvers.”
The final maneuvers consisted of the ropes being thrown off, the anchor raised, and two tug boats which pushed and pulled to send the Puerto Eden on her way. As the cargo ship made it’s way down the narrow channel groups of lapwing birds flew overhead, a women hoeing on the hillside turned to look, the sky turned pink framing volcan Orsono, and we sailed off into a pink horizon.
As I looked out at the distant shore with the water lapping at the base of snowy volcanoes and the andes gently undulating away into the pink darkness, I realized this was the very Patagonia I had so long dreamed of.