Emerging from the cocoon into the early morning frost, I step outside and get the water boiling for breakfast. Looking about I see that the strategically placed rubbish bag from last night – cleverly hung 2m from the ground to avoid any possibility of bears, foxes or wolves getting at…
Damn generator was thumping away all night about 4 metres from our tent! While supposedly to heat the regugio for the few fortunate souls able to afford the extortionate rent from the bitter cold and wind raging outside, we were promised that it would be powered down at 11pm. By…
Another bus, another early morning.. This time we’re all packed and prepared for 4 days hiking – or so we hope.. The sunshine and warmth of the past few days has devolved into a windy, rainy and generally gloomy outlook, perfect for camping! The bus drops us off at the…
After another 6 hours further south on a bus from El Calafate – including an hour at what must be the world’s windiest border crossing – and we’ve arrived in the sleepy Chilean town of Puerto Natales. Not much here to offer except access to the Torres Del Paine national park…
