I was still on the ferry; however, it was getting close to the time I would be getting off - only 2 hours more. After a very long ferry ride, mostly in the rain and fog, the sun was finally starting to shine. The actual distance traveled by how the crow flies (in a straight line) was only about 300 miles. With all the zig zagging it was many more miles. Of course it was a very long time on the ferry. Once we arrived at Puerto Cacabuco I had a very short ride to the city of Coyhaique, Chile. The ride there was fantastic, through valleys and mountains that reminded me of the road between Durango and Silverton, Colorado in the USA.
The first thing I needed was to find a good place to stay, good food, and most importantly, a nice shower (hopefully with hot water).
Coyhaique was a nice size town with tourism as its industry. Since it is located on the edge of Patagonia one could find any kind of tour package there.
