The Peach Line Ends at Punta Arenas. And there to greet us with friendly hugs were our sea-loving Maxine and her mates: Angaangaq, Paninnuaq, and their son Malik. 

As we had been traveling through forests, across prairies, to the beaches, the volcanoes, desert, and glaciers, they had sailed the Kiffaanngissuse all the way down the Atlantic to the Southern Ocean. 

We all moved inside and sat down for a brunch of king crabs. We were planning our next stage, a sea leg to the African continent. There is not much time left, a couple of months, and a whole wild world left to explore. 

It was a bittersweet brunch. Sadly, this will be the end of our time with Hyung, Keith, Christine, and Tonya. 

Hyung and Keith, the avid outdoors men, are about to push the envelope. They will do an unassisted trek back through the rainforests of Patagonia. Then, they will return home (probably late) on the hyperloop retracing human migration from northern Asia.

Tonya and Christine’s tour is over. We have shared a great time in the southern hemisphere, and not long after this goodbye banquet, they must go back home to Quito.

The emotional banquet lasted for hours. With precious little time left, Tonya and Christine want to see penguins. So we will sail to Isla Magdalena, an island with penguin populations of hundreds of thousands. 

The next morning, through a gusty wind, aboard the Kiffaanngissuse we set sail.