Between 1930 and 1960, guano extractors hauled thousands of tons of phosphorous-rich dung from a cormorant colony. Exporting guano was a key economic activity but its removal caused a sharp decline in the population of birds, which had used the droppings to make nests.
Seal hunters also took their toll, sometimes killing the creatures en masse. More recently, sheep and the fencing that contained them scarred the landscape.
The road into the park is a 15-mile stretch of uneven dirt and stones. An all-wheel drive vehicle with a protected underside is essential in Patagonia. Though most main roads in the region are now paved, plenty remain covered in loose, churning rubble that would make quick work of a regular car. It's important to book your vehicle ahead online; we didn't and spent a nerve-racking Saturday in early January, peak season, looking for a rental. We ended up paying top dollar for what was seemed to be the only remaining rental truck in Rio Gallegos. But the Toyota Hi-Lux did travel the dirt roads into Monte Leon with ease.
A volunteer-run visitor center provides a great overview of Monte Leon, including wall displays describing its history and what to expect in the way of wildlife. The center's workers were friendly and helpful and patiently slowed their Argentine Spanish down to a comprehensible crawl — I inquired how much it was to get into the park and was surprised by the answer: "Gratis."
We soon were at the trail head that leads to the home of some 60,000 Magellan penguins. To reach the rookery, you walk a couple of miles along a sandy path dotted with peculiar, pointy bushes that look like something from a Dr. Seuss book. Even though this was peak season, it soon became clear that Monte Leon is far enough from the beaten track that relatively few people visit. We passed only a couple of families but it felt as though we were pretty much alone.
The sparseness, combined with the strange plants and the remoteness of the location lent the park — and Patagonia in general — an otherworldly feel.
The first sign we were approaching our destination was, rather disturbingly, a cluster of feathery carcasses. We later learned that these had been picked off by pumas.
The big cats, called cougars in North America, had pulled the defenseless birds behind the rest of the colony and chewed upon them at leisure. While the losses were not great, it was hard not to feel a pang of sorrow for the plucky birds and wonder what became of the chicks they left behind.
Soon, however, we were among a thriving cluster of penguins that was busily feeding, preening and tending to chicks. Some were nesting right at the edge of the path — we could have touched them if we'd wanted to. Fluffy chicks waited patiently in their burrows as their parents filed up and down toward the Atlantic in search of fish.
I've only ever seen penguins in the zoo, but witnessing countless thousands of the birds dotted along the beach and shuffling around was truly magical.
A park ranger told us that the biggest enemies of the penguins are not actually pumas, but commercial fishing, pollution and disease. Long the foe of sheep farmers, the cats themselves are now protected, though the ranger said government officials still surreptitiously will pay rewards to hunters who produce a paw to prove they killed one.
After visiting with "los pinguinos," we took a stroll along a deserted and wind-swept beach towered over by gray cliffs comprised of countless layers of fossilized sea shells.
The park is considered a place of paleontological value and in places, shells poking out of the cliffs looked as though they had been placed there by recent human hands.
We rounded off our visit with a welcome cup of hot chocolate and a slice of pizza in a cozy restaurant run by a friendly retired couple, then took a short drive farther north to a small oil town called Piedra Buena. If you're not camping, it's the nearest place with lodging and a good jumping-off point for further forays into Patagonia. Other attractions that bring tourists to the region include the massive and better-known penguin colony at Punto Tombo, near Puerto Madryn; the Perito Moreno glacier in El Calafate, and Torres del Paine, Andean peaks on the other side of the Chilean border that attract hikers and climbers.
Needless to say, our black-and-white dreams that night were populated with penguins.
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If You Go...
MONTE LEON NATIONAL PARK: http://www.conservacionpatagonica.org/monteleon.htm. Free admission.
GETTING THERE: Aerolineas Argentinas and its co-branded domestic air carrier Austral offer flights from Buenos Aires to points in Patagonia and elsewhere in Argentina. Monte Leon is about 150 miles north on Route 3 from Rio Gallegos.
RIO GALLEGOS CAR RENTALS: http://www.interpatagonia.com/alquisur4x4/index.html and http://www.surarg-rentacar.com.ar/
SEASONS: The seasons in Argentina are opposite to the Northern Hemisphere. Penguins can be seen August to April, with summer and peak tourism season in Patagonia from December to February.
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