Camping at the beach has been a welcome break from the windy and mostly cool temperatures everywhere since Buenos Aires. After a bus, night at the bus station, another bus, and yet another bus ride, we arrived at the little beachy town just inside a national park that spans the entire peninsula.

The municipal campground was a short walk from the bus and we were lucky to arrive in time for a shower, which cost about US $3 and only open from 7-9pm daily.

A 3 mile walk on a dusty dirt road lead us to a sea lion colony. Truly fantastic sights and sounds as we observed hundreds of sea lions in their natural habitat. Males fighting, females nursing newborns, all flopping around making the noises of a haunted house filled with dying goats, cows, and actual lions. Crazy noises.

We were some of the few non Argentine visitors as it is primarily a local beach holiday town outside of the main whale season the peninsula is known for. So we got to experience beach camping with the local people and families first hand where everyone just grabs any open piece of sandy land (in the shade preferably) and most people had old converted buses with fortresses built around them of tarps and other material to add outdoor space to their sites. We were able to climb a small hill through some trees to the great beach with a tide change that caused about 500 feet of beach to disappear every night and reappear to everyone's delight each morning. The water was nice and cool, but the amount of unidentified objects sticking out of the sand and the largest jellyfish I have ever seen didn't allow me much time to relax in the water.

It was nice to relax on the beach for a few days eating seafood, and enjoying some time not traveling until we caught our 23 hour bus ride to the wine country of Mendoza.