The small city of Ushuaia is hemmed in by majestic mountains and the Beagle Channel. During his 2004 visit, the Monkey took in the sights from land, sea, and, well, mountaintop. He also enjoyed a few drinks.
Shortly before taking an ill-advised dip in the chilly waters of Ushuaia’s harbor, the Monkey climbed this mooring post to pose for an early morning photo with the cityscape and the glacier-topped peak of the Cerro Martial (below).
During his ascent of the Cerro Martial, the Monkey took a much-needed, high-altitude breather to enjoy the rusty tones of the alpine flora. You can see the glacier still some way off in the distance.
Above the tree line on Cerro Martial, the autumn air was decidedly colder, and little snow storms swirled about at times. The Monkey approached the mountain-top glacier, but found that once he reached the ice line, the going was too difficult for a wee primate. He descended a ways and stopped for a much-deserved picture with the barren rocks and the steely glacier.
Casa Beban (seen in this post) also has a companion pavilion, which the Monkey stopped to admire. In the background is the rise of the Cerro Martial.
El Mono rests on the grounds of Ushuaia’s Casa de Gobierno, or government house, with its modern take on the traditional steep-roofed Fuegian buildings.
After a day spent hiking in the tall, cold mountains, the Monkey always enjoys a tall, cold beer. In Ushuaia’s lively Dublin Pub, he surveys some Argentine beers: Quilmes (named for the Buenos Aires suburb where its mammoth brewery is, though it is now owned by the Brasilian Brahma conglomerate); Isenbeck (another popular lager); and the local Fuegian microbrew, Beagle.
The Monkey looks out the window of the Barracuda, a converted ferry that gives mini-cruises in the Beagle Channel. Fearing for his safety due to the strong winds on deck, the Monkey opted to stay in the cabin. He claims his decision had nothing to do with proximity to the bar.
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