Torres del Paine, Chile

Torres del Paine; one of the worlds most beautiful national parks and a place Chilean's are extremely proud of, and quite rightly so. The park is a Unesco Biosphere Reserve, home to soaring peaks, shimmering blue lakes, enchanting forests and herds of guanaco. 

We travelled from Ushuaia in the early morning and arrived at Puerto Natalas by nightfall. We were officially starting our Chilean adventure after many weeks in Argentina which felt very exciting, a whole new country to explore. Our accomodation in Puerto Natales was a little different, we checked in to Domos House which comprises of several PVC covered domes with bunk beds inside. It reminded me of the tents in Harry Potter, these were not quite so magical as I had to wear several layers and thermal socks to bed. 

After a chat with the owner of Domos who has travelled Chile extensively we found ourselves in a predicament; how were we going to travel Chile and where next after Puerto Natales? He rattled off what felt like a million ideas, all seemed a little difficult or involved a lot of expense. Our options included the 4 day Navimag ferry through the fjords for USD$550 each or a cheaper 2 day ferry and then hitchhiking. Hostels would be few and far between so we'd probably need a tent too. As we thought through each option our headaches became bigger and the costs seemed to be spiralling. We hadn't quite realised how difficult the south of Chile would be to travel, there are pros and cons to winging it round a continent, this is one of the cons. We mulled over our choices and looked forward to our tour of Torres del Paine for the following day. 

The bed was so warm and cosy but the dome was not. I struggled to get up as the cold was biting but our tour awaited. The minibus picked us up and we made our way towards the park. The first stop was at a cave where milodon (huge land dwelling creature related to sloth) skeletons have been found. As the entry cost was extra we decided to instead photograph the mountains and go for a short walk while we waited. 

The second stop was at a shop/cafe selling the usual merchandise, I enjoyed flipping through photography magazines next to the roaring wood burner, warmth has been feeling a little like a luxury lately.   

Wood Store

Wood Store

Azure Lake

Azure Lake

Finally we arrived at the park and paid the hefty entrance fee of $21,000 CLP each which equates to around £25.00. Luckily the ticket can be used over three days. Each viewpoint inside the park was truly breathtaking, azure lakes, herds of guanacos milling around and mountain back drops. We saw rainbow embellished waterfalls, turbulent rivers and crossed rickety bridges to see ice berg topped lakes. 

At the Waterfall

At the Waterfall

River View

River View

For lunch we ate our picnic with a lake view, the sun was shining and was warm enough that I could remove my coat. We had to be careful not to let the resident and not shy at all armadillos get at our food. 

We'd experienced all four seasons while in the park; gusts of wind that nearly knocked me off my feet, warm sunshine and heavy rain. 

Lonely Tree

Lonely Tree

Walking to the Clouds

Walking to the Clouds

The next day we decided to see more of the park and attempt to get up close to the famous towers, the element that the park is named after. We donned our walking boots and layers and caught a transfer to the rangers office. As we bought our tickets the day before we skipped the queue and watched a short compulsory video about the park including do's and dont's. A huge portion of the park was destroyed by fire in 2011 caused by a tourist and so measures have been to taken to ensure this doesn't happen again. 

The Route  

The Route  

Working Horses

Working Horses

We started the walk, it was a lovely clear day though quite brisk. A few minutes in we were headed uphill, it's nothing we're not used to but it's still a challenge each time. As we rose higher the views got better, the colourful landscape contrasted with the cloudy sky. We walked along a ridge with a steep drop and eventually reached a refuge where a helicopter was dropping off supplies a few metres from where we were stood. Onwards we went through forests and winding tracks, leaping over puddles and balancing on logs to avoid the boggy mud. As we walked snow started to fall, once enough accumulated on the branches above a load would fall narrowly missing our heads. 

Woodland Walking  

Woodland Walking  

Snow Dusted Trees

Snow Dusted Trees

Eventually we reached an opening and were blinded by the snow, the trail carried on to the most difficult section. We walked up and up, raising our legs high to gain purchase on the improvised rocky steps. Branches became helpful handrails although I needed a hand from Craig to negotiate some of the steps. The trees thinned out and the path was a mess of dirt and compacted ice. I have trouble keeping my balance on ordinary roads and so the ice and snow made things especially difficult for me. I was making progress though at a snails pace, helpful passers by lent me their hands so I could walk without slipping. I was beginning to lose patience, the walk felt never ending and I was feeling fatigued at the constant fear of losing my balance and falling. 

The Towers

The Towers

Blanket Snow

Blanket Snow

At last, the towers were in sight! Shrouded by cloud but still visable enough to admire. A couple close by were looking overjoyed, after asking Craig to take their photo they announced that they'd that minute got engaged and she showed off her ring. We tucked into our cheese and avocado sandwiches perched on a snowy rock before negotiating the walk down. With more confidence and with gravity on our side my pace was much quicker, we walked back barely stopping to ensure we made the last transfer. It was a tough walk, but one that will remain in my memory. As is tradition we had hot chocolates at the end of the walk and once back to Puerto Natales we treated ourselves to dinner out, such a rarity on our budget but well deserved. 

The Towers and Us!

The Towers and Us!

Next stop: The Island of Chiloé.

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Ushuaia, Argentina

We got back to El Calafate and checked in to our cosy hostel. Our coach to Ushuaia wasn't for a couple of days so we spent some time in the hostel working out our travel finances, I relished having some time to do some drawing.

The journey to Ushuaia was a tricky one. Our coach was leaving at 3AM, we managed to stay in the hostel till pretty late before being kicked out at about midnight. We sleepily walked down the hill to the coach station and waited to board. We had a four hour trip to Rio Gallegos then a two hour wait. More hours on the coach followed then a border crossing, a ferry, another border crossing and more hours on the coach until we finally reached the so called 'end of the world' Ushuaia after sunset. 

Ushuaia  

Ushuaia  

Shipwrecked

Shipwrecked

On our first day in the town we went for a wander and took some photographs of the snowcapped mountains that sit behind the town. The mountains, colourful houses and boats really reminded me of Reykjavik in Iceland. After lunch we made our way to a nearby glacier for a walk. It was a sunny day but the wind and cold temperatures meant that coats were definitely required. I found the walk to be really quite tough, a combination of factors meant that I had no belief in myself and urged Craig to carry on without me. After a few tears and some encouragement I began to walk again and step by step made progress up the steep trail. Just as we reached the end point of the walk, high on a ridge the weather closed in and it started to snow. We had an obscured view of the glacier and Ushuaia thanks to the blizzard conditions but it certainly made for an interesting sight. After taking a few snaps we headed back down and couldn't believe how deep the snow had got in such a short space of time. Luckily we wear heavy duty waterproof walking boots and we had lots of layers on so we felt fairly prepared for the weather. The snow dusted the trees and made for a magical landscape, I'd have liked to have stayed longer admiring the frosted surroundings but the snow was really whipping at our faces and piling on our rucksacks. 

At the Glacier

At the Glacier

White Out

White Out

We got to the bottom and dusted ourselves off, we treated ourselves to a much deserved hot chocolate at the refuge while our things dried off. 

The following day we decided to do a walk to Laguna Esmeralda as we got up a little too late to do Tierra del Fuego as we had planned. We took a jeep to the start of the walk with four other backpackers, all hailing from Israel. We arrived at the start of the walk. The snow was thick, our driver decided to do doughnuts just as he was about to drop us off, skidding around on the ice was exhilarating to say the least! We all decided to walk together and it was so much fun, it was only the second time that the girls from Israel had seen snow so they were extremely excited which was contagious. We walked through the snowy forest being careful not to slip and made it to an open bit of ground. Everything was white and most of the snow was untouched, just a path of footprints revealed the trail. We made it to the lake after a couple of hours walking in the cold, after a very quick lunch perched on a branch we hastily walked back as the cold was starting to chill us to our bones. Conversation flowed, we discussed film and our futures, the compulsory military service that all Israeli's must complete and agreed on hot chocolates at the end of the walk. 

Snow Day

Snow Day

Laguna Esmeralda  

Laguna Esmeralda  

At the refuge we played with husky puppies and drank the sweetest and thickest hot chocolates before our driver collected us. 

November 11th; Parque National Tierra del Fuego. I'd been looking forward to walking in this famous national park for a long time. We woke early and caught a bus to the park, after paying the park fee we started our walk. It was a drizzly day but it soon brightened up as we got going. We walked along the waters edge, through forest and with Beagle Channel and mountain views. The colours in the landscape reminded me of an autumnal day in my home county of Hampshire, oranges and browns. 

Beagle Channel

Beagle Channel

Pebble Beach

Pebble Beach

For lunch we sat on a branch and ate our sandwiches, it was so quiet beneath the trees. The trail meandered on to a pebble beach and then steeply up through the trees again, I felt a surge of pride as I was able to keep going up the steep track. On so many occasions on this trip I've felt inadequate, too unfit and not prepared enough. For the first time in a long time I felt like I could do this and I did, I walked through the ache in my legs and through the breathlessness and reached the finish point. 

Mirror Lakes

Mirror Lakes

Tierra del Fuego

Tierra del Fuego

Next stop: Puerto Natales and Torres del Paine National Park.

 

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El Calafate and El Chaltén, Argentina

We'd been waiting to get here for a long time, this area is home to Perito Moreno one of the worlds most impressive glaciers, Mount Fitz Roy, vibrant blue lakes and open skies. We stopped in El Calafate for a couple of nights, our hostel was like a big wooden cabin with cosy beds and friendly people. 

Most travel to El Calafate to see Perito Moreno Glacier and we were no exception. The following day we took a bus to the glacier and went for a walk along the boardwalks. The glacier was breathtaking. The ice glowed blue and every now and again huge chunks would fall crashing into the water below with a mighty thunder. As we walked the weather started to turn and so we retreated to a cafe to warm ourselves with a hot chocolate before taking one last look at the glacier and jumping back on the coach. 

The Glaciar Face

The Glaciar Face

Perito Moreno Glacier

Perito Moreno Glacier

We spent the next day leisurely wandering around the quaint town. After booking our coach to El Chaltén we walked to the nature reserve and watched the flamingos on the lake. 

Mountains, Lake, Famingos 

Mountains, Lake, Famingos 

Flamingos on the Lake

Flamingos on the Lake

The following day we packed our bags and caught the coach to El Chaltén, a relatively short drive away. As we got closer the landscape changed dramatically, we were faced with majestic mountain views. We had an obligatory stop at the rangers office where we were all given advice about the national park before walking across town to our little blue hostel. We decided to make the most of the clear weather and went on a late walk to a nearby waterfall, it didn't take long and was an easy stroll. We were rewarded with lovely views along the way and the waterfall was a pretty spot. 

Laced Up

Laced Up

Views from the Walk

Views from the Walk

November 1st, two months travelling today! It was going to be a big day, we were up early to do the Laguna de los Tres walk to see Mount Fitz Roy. We'd been told that the walk wasn't too strenuous but that the last kilometre was a killer, it would be over 20 kilometres in total (10 there and 10 back). With our walking boots on we left the hostel and made our way down the road to the start of the hike. The first section was uphill and already felt like a struggle. We continued on passing beautiful scenery as we went. The walk was an interesting one, through woodland, past lakes, over rickety little bridges and sandy paths. As we walked we noticed little signs telling us how far we had come; 1/10 then 2/10 until finally 9/10, the dreaded last kilometre was before us. What started as a steep trail that stretched the legs soon became a tiring scramble. Despite the whipping wind I felt like I was burning up and had to remove layers of clothes. I was amazed at how some people whizzed up the path, the sound of their trekking poles tapping along the rocks became a distant sound as I was slowly moving up, step by step. Eventually we could see the snow and just over the ridge a moody Mount Fitz Roy stood before us. The wind was so powerful, I was nearly knocked off my feet a few times and had to huddle by a rock. We ate our picnic lunch surrounded by such grandeur before attempting to take a few photos. After, we started the long walk back, my knees were not happy on the way down. 

Walk the Plank

Walk the Plank

Reaching Fitz Roy

Reaching Fitz Roy

After a couple of slips we made it to the bottom of the 1km stretch and decided to treat ourselves to some biscuits by the refugio, we watched birds in the trees and the other hikers as they started their walk up the steep trail. After a few minutes we began to walk again, we had 9 kilometres before us back the way we had come. By the last couple of kilometres I was nearly in tears, the strain on my legs and particularly my knees felt like too much to bear. As the finish line approached I felt such relief and couldn't wait to take off my heavy boots at the hostel. 

Bird Watching

Bird Watching

We Made It! 

We Made It! 

The next morning; ouch! My legs ached and my cold had reappeared with a vengeance. We decided to take it easy and wandered down the road to a cute café named Mathilda for treats, we didn't do much else all day.  

After our rest day we were feeling fit enough to go for a walk but the weather had other ideas. El Chaltén's main street had became a wind tunnel and huge downpours of rain scattered throughout the day. We did a very short walk to a condor viewpoint and saw excellent views of the town. The delights of Mathilda were calling so we popped in again for warming hot drinks and cake. I'm going to miss dulce de leche so much when I leave South America. 

November 4th, our anniversary. Not just any anniversary though, we've been together for 10 years, a whole decade. With the weather still not playing ball we went for a fairly short walk to Cerro Torre viewpoint passing a waterfall on the way. Somehow I managed to hit my head on a branch and the relentless rain meant we got absolutely drenched. After a couple of hours out and about we returned to the hostel to dry off then made a quick dash to a vegetarian restaurant for our celebratory dinner. It was delicious and worth the fact that we each spent a whole days budget on it! 

Ten Years! 

Ten Years! 

Walking back from Cerro Torre Viewpoint

Walking back from Cerro Torre Viewpoint

The next day we left El Chaltén and headed back to El Calafate. Our journey from El Calafate to 'end of the world' Ushuaia awaited. 

 

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