In about 1200 AD Polynesian, sailors fleeing conflict with other islanders, using only the stars and the flight of birds to navigate, sighted a triangular island formed of three volcanoes which they were to call Rapanui, meaning “big Rapa”, or Te pito o te henua, “The Navel of the World”. It was a momentous occasion in the history of mankind - the last step of our sixty-thousand-year journey out of Africa to inhabit the whole planet…
Patagonia is a million square kilometres of wild, sparsely-populated landscapes at the southern tip of the world, holding the mighty Atlantic and Pacific oceans apart. Where the Andes meet the Southern Ocean the land curls like the tail of one of the dinosaurs that once roamed there, and is home to penguins, killer whales and Welsh tea shops…
Here there is another frontier, where blinding lights meet the all-enveloping darkness of the ocean. Where the whirring, beeping and screeching of giant trucks and the quiet silhouettes of container ships meet the gentle squawking of sea birds, who have also travelled far across the southern seas…