We needed to be ready for a 7:30am pickup for our tour to see the King Penguins. Breakfast was early and a typical Chilean affair with bread rolls, jam and instant coffee. There was some avocado on the table and we had a few of our own slices of cheese so it wasn't too bad.

By 8am our transport hadn't arrived so we had to ask Betty to call the company to confirm they were actually coming and hadn't left us behind. We had a fear, that despite confirming the address numerous times, the driver had the old address as we did yesterday. The minibus eventually arrived at 8:15am with 9 people on board so it was going to be a small group with plenty of space to spread out.

The bus headed straight to the ferry port for the 2.5 hour crossing of the Magellan Straight to Tierra del Fuego. The water was calm and the weather fine so it was a pleasant sailing.

Once on Tierra del Fuego, an island at the bottom of the South American continent reluctantly shared by Chile and Argentina, we drove round to Provenir. It's the largest town in the Chilean side although it has less than 5,000 inhabitants. We had an hour of free time to look round the museum and the town. The museum was of artefacts and information on early life in the area, but the town itself was empty, the only thing that seemed to be there was the wind. David was hoping for a coffee and eventually found a tiny takeaway meal shop that boiled the kettle so he could have a sachet of Nescafe.

The three Chileans in the group were late back to the bus. The Swiss guy told them in Spanish that everyone in the group except him were annoyed they were late, which then led the Chileans to ask to change bus. He assumed that no one else could speak Spanish and as the day wore on, he became more and more annoying.

We drove a further two hours through the pampa, similar to moorland, to Parque Pengüino Rey in Bahia Inutil. After paying our CLP12.000 entrance fee we were escorted down to the viewing point. There were about 80 penguins in the colony and if they weren't changing feathers, they were actively courting to find a mate for the breeding season. We spent 1.5 hours there before starting our return journey. We had to go back a different route because the ferry we took earlier only did a single sailing per day. We drove 2 hours to the very north of the island and took a short 30 minute ferry crossing back to the mainland. The landscape is pretty bleak in this part of the world, but we did see guanacos, ñandus and foxes.

On the 2 hour drive back to Punta Arenas, we stopped at the oldest sheep estate in the area. After land division in '70s to workers, it was abandoned and now lies in ruins. We made it back to Betty's at 9.30pm, but being this far south it was still light.