Loc: at a river mouth bay
Dist: 52,2 km
Start: 7:00 End: 16:20
I decided to not stop in Bahia Bustamente after a couple of thoughts back and forth: I had only 9 liters of water left, and was not sure if I could reach Commodore Rivadavia with that. But I need only 2-2,5 liters per day, so I took the chance of being able to paddle in 4-5 days to “civilization”, including rest days, without refilling with water.
And I wanted to round Cabo Aristizábel on slack tide as well, and paddling with the ebbing water until 11.30 am to the Cape, instead of going the long detour into the bay for Bahia Bustamente.
It was a good decision. I was there fast, the cape was quiet, no tide rips, just good current into the right direction. I heard a couple of times loud canon shots, and thought this sounded like whales jumping, but here are no whales here! It was actually the water bumping with the low swell into caves making that loud sound. I watched one for a while – impressive!
The coast from the cape to the cities in the middle of Bahia San Jorge didn’t have many headlands or bays to hide, but I was confident that the dumper at the mainly steep cobble beach was ok to handle. If I’d known…
But for now, it was just a bit of a boring paddle on calm flat water along a still not too monotonous coastline, but I decided to pull out my e-book for the second time on the water, actually…
Yesterday I was reading on the water already for the first time while paddling the last few hours, but it was quite choppy with following waves, and I became a bit sea sick over time 🙂 – so if I’d do it again, it needed to be calm. Still it was an interesting experience yesterday to read while paddling, but it for sure takes your mind off the beautiful day and scenery – if there is some. On boring open water crossings, this is just fine at the second half of the day!
Today, I simply wanted to finish my exciting book…and it was nice. I knew where I wanted to land, there were two small dents in the coast where river mouth formed small bays, and it was dead calm on landing there on high tide.
It was not really the most beautiful spot to land, as a river mouth, now dry, had a lot of rubbish lying around – plus two dead stinky seals…but I put up my tent higher up on a ledge at the edge of the river mouth, and the wind didn’t carry the smell up to there.
Later I did a short walk climbing the low hills, and already saw the estancia which obviously owned the beach house close by on the first river mouth as well. It would be in walking distance, so I would be able to get fresh water, if I’d needed to. If people are home…