The story of the #RioSantaCruz - Part One
Our journey began at Punta Quilla, where FitzRoy and his team beached their boat, the Beagle, and began an expedition up the Santa Cruz river.
We followed in their footsteps (almost exactly) to begin with...
......amazed at how little the landscape seemed to have changed in the 180 years since FitzRoy and Darwin were there.
Beneath our feet was the shingle that gave Darwin a hint as to how Patagonia was formed. These pebbles could also be responsible for that first inkling of evolution in his mind too...
For Tom and I this was a first foray into horseback travel...
...but for Jose, riding has been a way of life since childhood (which reassured us no end!)
We left the ocean and estuary behind, and followed the Santa Cruz as it pierced into the Patagonia steppe.
Our nights were often spent in abandoned estancias - ranches that have been left empty since bottom fell out of the wool trade.
Other times we pitched a tent in the steppe and savoured the long evenings over lavish single-pot meals...
...and yet other nights, we decided to while away the hours of slumber under the stars while our horses grazed calmly by our feet.
Rarely is a Patagonian sunset a disappointment...
...and we relished the time for fishing, writing, talking and soaking in the vast wilderness all around.
Want to see more? See Part Two here