She covered 325 km (202 miles) during the day and has now moved to within about 518 km (322 miles) of the Chilean border.
I know this area very well and recall driving through here last spring trying to chase her north. But she had too great a head start on us.
This drive is breath-takingly gorgeous and is as impressive as anywhere I have ever been. I wish that you could all experience it.
Island Girl roosted in a rocky area right between the Pan-Am Highway and the coastline. She was within 182 yards of the highway.
She must know this route very well by now.
Before she sleeps, is she thinking of her winter home in Chile? Does she dream? What is in her consciousness? Obviously, it is incredibly present and in the now. But is she able to think of far off places as we do? Or is it all just immediacy and instinct?