To get to Cochrane we had to travel many hours of sometimes beautiful and sometimes dangerous roads.

The town of Cochrane sits near the end of the Austral highway.

For a full week we had colder temperatures in our area then they had in Antartica. Brrrr!

Well, it's August. And on this end of the planet that means winter! The airport (our principal means out of the region) has been closed a lot, roads are slick, and LOTS of firewood is being burned. In other words, things are kinda normal.

We recently found a fishing camp near here. A number of fishermen live in very rustic and hazardous conditions for many days at a time as they try to earn a living for their families.

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