After weeks of planning and preparation, we finally arrived at Torres del Paine, and it didn't disappoint. The weather didn't play along, but we had one perfect day, and that's enough. Day one 96km hour winds and driving rain, we set out from Los Torres, but gave up after an hour and returned to camp, impossible conditions. Day two was a contrast, sunny, blue sky, no wind, thank you hiking gods. We set out for the Italian camp site, a lazy seven hour hike, stopping along the way at Cuernos camp. Both carrying 15 kilos, and some serious uphill climbs, it was not easy. Cuernos was simply amazing, what a location, have never seen its equal, it seemed surreal walking into such a spot. Waterfalls, the snow capped peaks, and a little bar on the hill. Stopped for a break, before the last 2 hours uphill to the Italian camp site. Nothing was left in the tank, were it not for the South American boot camp instructor Bellinda Kontominas, we would not have made it. Torres del Paine has taught me one thing, I am old.
Camp site day one
Lunch on route to Cuernos day two
The Italian camp site
Minus two or three who cares
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