And while some might say it was my love for a crazy German that caused
me to forgo a day in the spa to brave the elements, I hate to say it was more
selfish than that. Being so close to
finishing, I was willing to do anything to say I had completed the hike,
including enduring high winds and cold wet snow.
Then up a really steep hill to Torres Camp Site |
Up and over the mountain...with snow starting to fall |
All finally, 800 meters straight up later, we reached Mirador Torres, the look out for Las Torres Del Paine |
I was clearly having fun...we just had to walk back to where we came from |
With the hardest part over, it was time to goof off |
Conversation topics included the next few items on our bucket list, my desire to dope while hiking (aka take Alieve for my knees…the term was prompted by the 5 books Martin had read on the trip about pro-cycling) and how my laughter back down the mountain was echoing in the valley for all to hear…apparently laughing and hiking don’t normally go together but after completing the trail I couldn’t help myself; I was giddy.
Departure: 8am
Arrival 3:10pm
Distance – 22 km
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