At the End of the World

I thought maybe I was overthinking things when I jammed all my layers into my backpack. Now I'm thankful for all of them. Ushuaia is developed from a frontier town and the surroundings are pure wilderness. Stiff snowy peaks rise in three directions, and the other is the Beagle Channel. The air is cold. When the sun peeks out it is surprisingly warm, but the wind rips through you when it blows in the afternoon. We had a double crew between trips so it was a good combination of getting a lot of jobs done and catching up with mates. Tomorrow we sail.