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Torres Del Paine - Camp Los Perros, day 4

Written on: Monday January 11th, 2010

A journal entry from: South America

December 12th - 13th

Today we knew we had a hard day ahead of us, and we put on our gaters in preparation for the snow at the top of the pass. The hike started out fairly gently and we saw a beautiful rainbow over the glacier. However, soon a long climb started. We walked continuosly upwards through the forest for a couple of hours although it seemed much longer. We had several breaks along the way and got through a large amount of chocolate. Yasmin started doubting that there would ever be a top....

Eventually we got to the top of the tree line and were out of the woods! The ground at this altitude was covered in snow and the going was quite tough, Andy often sinking through the snow. After we made it out of the snow we walked along a scree path and through another snow field before we eventually made it to the top. The scenery was spectacular with mountains surrounding us. We broke out the whisky to celebrate and offered to share it with a German guy going the other way, but he politely declined.  

Going down the mountain it was quite a lot easier. We stopped for another "extreme lunch", cooking behind some large boulders out of the wind. According to Barrie it was the exact spot where Jen renounced her vegetarianism several years earlier and there were several bones still at the site......

We made quick progress sliding down the mountain in the snow. We still had a couple of hours left to the next campsite and had to negotiate several streams and very muddy paths before we made it. It was a great feeling to get to the campsite, set up camp and have dinner (which Yasmin enjoyed from her comfy new sleepingbag). There was a hut with an oil drum log fire but we managed to smoke everyone out. Before going to bed we told each other some ghost stories over a couple of beers, and the wood started to resemble something from the Blair Witch....... 

 

From Jen on Jan 12th, 2010

Fantastic photos - loads more snow than when we were there. Well done! I would, however, like to point out that I wasn't actually barred from the German club in Frutillar. I can't say the same about Dad, Geoff or Aldus though...........