So we are heading North again. Our first stop is at Parque Pinguino Rey to check out some King Penguins, the second biggest penguin of the world, which usually lives on sub Antarctic islands.
This colony on the Chilean side of Tierra del Fuego only arrived in 2010 and has grown from 8 penguins to currently more than 100.
The cute fluffy brown penguins on some pictures are about 10 months old chicks.
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Time for some new TPMS sensors. After my second one failed (probably just batteries dying) I’m getting annoyed with the constant “Service Tire Pressure Monitors” on the dash, so decided to go ahead and replace them. Tire shop wanted $260 to replace all 4. Got the sensors from Amazon for $29 each plus $3 each for Walmart to install. Hopefully this fixes it!
After a day of sipping wines and chatting with the amazing staff at the many wineries of the Guadalupe Valley we headed north.
We turned off the highway after a few miles and headed east looking for Rancho la Bellota. -
The road began as nice gravel but slowly degraded. As we reached the gate we were greeted by seeringly bright headlights from the owner, Raul. He was on his way to Guadalupe to pick up supplies for his own overland trip to Jalisco, for which he was leaving the next day. He welcomed us with a smile and a firm handshake and invited us to drive down to his ranch.
The road from then on proceeded over two small mountains before lowering us into the valley where we found the ranch. The van rumbled over large rocks strewn throughout the dirt trail as the road got steeper towards the valley bottom.
In the morning we woke to a beautiful scene. Cactus covered mountains rose up around the ranches guest buildings and workers living quarters. We quickly met the two ranch hands: Juan Carlos and Gabriel. They were both extremely friendly and made us feel welcome and at home.
We slowly got to know the farm hands who kept this beautiful ranch running. Gabriel, the stoic cowboy with a thousand yard stare, old cowboy hat, thick greying moustache and jingling spurs is from a long line of cattlemen. Famous in these parts, along with his brothers, for having a way with horses and cows. Juan Carlos was the talker. He told stories of his travels throughout Mexico, of places to visit and people that could help us if we were ever in a jam. Two great men who were ashamed of the reputation of their country. They urged us tell the real mexican story when we returned home. That there were still good people in this peaceful, beautiful land.
Juan Carlos invited us to eat dinner with them, to eat how real mexican workers do it. We stayed up late huddling around candles for light and warmth (there is no electricity at Rancho la Bellota. Kerosene lamps and candles are the lights, wood stoves are the heat. There is no internet and there is no phone) as Juan Carlos told us his story of Mexico, her many problems and the people's hope for the future.