When the wind is blowing through the canals at 30 knots or more we choose not to move the boat. We remain anchored and lines into the trees three or four times. Trying to fight our way into 30 knots plus (or even 25) is a slow, slogging occupation. The waves are not large but the short chop is enough to prevent gaining momentum. Usually the wind is more or less directly on the nose or the behind so sailing is inefficient at best. Today the wind from the west is to blow 30/35 for about 18 hours. We have chosen to stay tied into our caleta (cove) just off the Beagle Channel. Some boat maintenance, lots of messaging, and a walk ashore is planned. We are within 10 miles of Ushuaia and have weak cell phone coverage and easy contact with the remainder of the world. For the last week we had only intermittent VHF radio contact and the Iridium satellite data for weather info and texts. Some suffer withdrawal symptoms in that isolation. We are getting a little more used to the constant wind that is heavy and cold. It was very odd and welcome to have a warm calm yesterday evening. For the first time we could hear the land animals and birds. The strangest noise was something similar to the braying of a donkey, but different. Joyce had read about the Magellanic penguin and thought that was what I heard. So strange the haunting sound from the woods on the hill."The Magellanics are called jackass penguins for their call, a mournful bray followed by a series of short honks and loud inhalations that crescendo in a long, dramatic howl. The Chileans, hearing human cries, call it pajaro nino, the child bird. (Gerry Clark, The Totorore Voyage and Dallas Murphy, Rounding the Horn) Now there is a 'must read' for anyone that is interested in getting a feel for what this part of the world is like, especially for a sailor thinking of voyaging here: Dallas Murphy, Rounding the Horn.