Sunday 20th November. By Jodie.
It’s raining, cold, and I’m wearing my bathers, raincoat and neoprene booties. Looking good! I’m shivering with cold as I shrug off the raincoat and ease myself into the hot springs. Mmmnn. Nice and warm.
We’re three days into a kayaking trip in northern Patagonia. These hot springs feed a series of rock pools at the end of a fjord. They are kind of slimy, with mud at the bottom but really hot and with great views. It’s a truly unique experience. We have a rest day here so that we can enjoy it. The weather is appalling which makes the hot springs experience even better. We are in the hot water with driving rain in our faces, watching the wind whip up the ocean we kayaked in on.
Later, the weather deteriorates further. Suddenly we see Paul’s kayak being pick up by the wind and propelled through the air. A sea kayak is 6 metres long and takes two people to carry it. So we’re amazed that it it’s being blown around like a twig. We rescue the kayaks and then it’s back to the hot springs. One thing is for sure: the worse the weather, the better the hot springs.