Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Trekking Torres del Paine


After hanging out in Puerto Natales for a day to do some shopping and get ourselves organised we took the morning bus to Torres del Paine to start our 5 day trek. We opted to do the ¨W¨ rather than the full circut as we aren´t all that fit these days and weren´t sure how we would go with an 8-10 day trek.



Map of Torres del Paine National Park

We started at Refugio Pehoe, and walked up to Refugio Grey for our first night and the toe of Glacier Grey. From there we backtracked past Refugio Pehoe, where we stopped for Christmas lunch of biscuits, cheese and salami, and up to Campamento Italiano for night 2. Day 3 we left our gear at Italiano and walked up Valle Frances to near Campamento Britanico. Unfortunately the weather wasn´t cooperative and it snowed on us most of the way up the valley and we only got a short glimpse of the view when the clouds briefly parted. It was enough to see that the view would be amazing on a clear day, and whilst we didn´t see much we did see more than most people that day. We then headed back down to collect our gear and walked around to Refugio Los Cuernos for a boxing day dinner in the refugio with a bottle of red. The next day was our longest, from Los Cuernos up to Campimento Torres but by then our legs were getting used to the hills, and our packs were getting lighter, and we managed the 18km in about 6 hours which we were pretty happy with. We even started to overtake the odd other hiker on the trail.

That night was very,very cold with snow on and off all night before getting up at 3:45am in order to climb to the lookout Mirador Los Torres over for dawn. The climb up was a 45 minute scramble up the mountain in the pre-dawn light, made more interesting by the platoons of Isralies who seem to have invaded South America. They attacked the moutain like a Palastinian pre-school, but in their enthusiasum managed to regularly lose the path. The same groups would come charging past us (huffing and puffing our way slowly up), miss a turn in the trail and head off blindly up the mountain, only to have to come back down and then come charging up past us again to repeat the performance. As it turned out half of them ended up at the top of the ridge line well above the lookout, with the other half running around trying to find their mates who had the rest of their breakfast or coffee making gear. Quite entertaining.

Once up to the look out, it was cold. Damn cold. We had been warned that it would be chilly up there at dawn so dragged our sleeping bags, all our warm clothes and our coffee making gear up with to be as comfortable as possible whilst we waited (and hoped) for the sun to hit the towers. As it was the clouds pretty much spoiled the show, with only one brief ray of sunlight hitting the lower cliffs opposite the look-out, but not making it to the towers and then the snow set in in earnest. We hung on for a while hoping it might clear, but with the snow still dumping and the view almost completely gone we conceded defeat and headed back down to a well deserved bowl of porridge before our final walk out to catch the bus back to Puerto Natles where we are now.

Torres del Paine is certainly an amazing place, and well worth the hike. After 5 days we were actually dissapointed that we hadn´t gone for the whole circuit and maybe we´ll have to come back some time and do that. Whilst the weather was average at times, we also had enough sunshine to keep us going and the wind wasn´t quite as crazy as it could have been (only the odd 50 knot gust!).

Tomorrow we are booked on the morning bus to Ushuaia where we will spend new years – hopefully a bit more lively than our Christmas – before departing for Antarctica on 9 Jan for the final phase of our travels.


Torres del Paine

Torres del Paine

On the trail with Lago Pehoe in the background

Christmas lunch!

On the trail, Torres del Paine

Lunch on day 4

A brief ray of sunshine hits the cliffs, but didn´t quite make it to the towers, Mirador Los Torres

Nicole rugged up and wating for the sun at Mirador Los Torres

Monday, December 21, 2009

Los Glaciers

After a quick picture with a couple of St Bernard dogs in the square in Bariloche, and Nicole deciding that she couldn´t quite fit the pup in her backpack, we jumped on the plane and headed south to El Calafate. El Calafate is a long way south, 50 degrees south actually, which is a bit further south than the bottom of New Zealand. As you can imagine the weather is a little on the cool side. On the upside the town is surrounded by the biggest low altitude glaciers in the southern hemisphere, outside Antarctica anyway.
Like every other tourist in El Calafate, and there are plenty of them, we quickly organized to head out to Perito Moreno glacier about 80km from town, for a day visit. Unfortunately the tour operator we booked with neglected to mention that a few days a week they do a bit of a milk run around the park dropping hikers off. Hence our 80km, 1 hour journey turned into 3 hours of bumping along dusty back roads before we finally arrived, all thoroughly pissed off. Pissed off enough that they organized another bus to take us home so we didn´t have to do the 3 hour route in reverse as well. Aside from the ride out there, the glacier was amazing. One of the most spectacular things we have seen – and that is saying something on this trip! We took a one hour boat ride along the north face, about 2.5km long and 60m high watching chunks of ice constantly dropping into the lake and floating around as ice bergs. Even seemingly small pieces of ice still make a pretty good noise as they break off and fall into the lake.
The following day we headed out on the early bus to El Chalten to do some hiking, setting off straight from the bus to Cerro Torre, a spectacular mountain above Glacier Grande, which we had booked a trek on the following day. Walking in to the camp ground the view was totally hidden behind clouds, with strong winds and rain at the base of the mountain so we were pretty much confined to camp for the rest of the afternoon (it is light until 10.30pm here at the moment). We were a bit concerned about the weather for our glacier trek as if it was too windy it would be cancelled. We needn´t have worried as we woke the next morning to perfect clear skies and a totally amazing view of Cerro Torre. The glacier trek kicked off on schedule, with a leg busting climb up the side of the valley to get around the lake to the glacier. Once on the glacier we strapped on crampons and headed off. Crampons are amazing, it is like having gecko feet! You can walk up nearly vertical slopes and your feet just stick. Way cool. We crossed a few small canyons, which didn´t do much for Nicole´s hips, and then did a bit of ice climbing, before having to call it a day. A bit longer on the ice would have been good, but it really was fantastic. The walk back was less fun though….
Being masochists, we decided to up sticks that afternoon and move across to the base of Mt Fitzroy, the highest peak in the park, to maximize our chances of getting a good look at it. As it turned out, the weather took a turn for the worse and we only got one look at Fitzroy the next afternoon despite camping at the base for 2 nights. The second night, particularly, was an experience. The wind just kept cranking up, and up and up until it was absolutely screaming. Luckily our camp site was in a grove of trees which broke most of the wind, but the sound of it roaring through the tree tops just over our tent kept me awake half the night waiting for the tent to disintegrate. We had pitched our tent behind a pile of logs for shelter, and stacked logs around the base to keep the dust and cold draughts out, so we fared fine but it is without doubt the loudest wind that I have heard and was pretty unnerving. The next day we walked out and the wind was still strong enough that it would pretty much push you over with the gusts. It was strong enough that it blew my large (15kg+) hiking pack along the track when I put it down for a rest. They weren´t lying when they said it was windy here. It also didn´t help that the gale was ripping down off the Southern Continental Ice Field, just behind Mt Fitzroy, and was a touch on the chilly side, aided in no small part by the small chunks of ice that pass for rain here. After that I have decided that Gore-Tex was actually invented by God when he was resting on the 7th day and I may never leave home without it again….
Of course, once we had walked out (still with enough food left for one more day) the weather immediately improved and the next morning was clear and afforded a great view of the mountains from town (actually I think the best view was from town so I don´t know why everyone bothers to hike in to the base when you can sit by the sidewalk, eating bacon and eggs with a cappuccino and take in the view over breakfast?!) Anyway, we are dumb enough to be planning another hike in Torres del Paine in a few days time. All jokes aside though, when the weather is good the scenery here must be some of the most amazing anywhere and 3 days of arse kicking by the wind and cold is totally worth it for just one clear day.
We have today to chill in El Calafate, having come back down yesterday before taking the bus to Puerto Natales in Chile tomorrow morning. We will spend a couple of days there to gear up and then start out Torres del Paine hike just before Christmas, so who knows, with a bit of altitude we might even manage a white Christmas as the snow here isn´t very high up the mountains!
As my next post will be after Christmas, best wishes to all for the festive season and I hope you all have a great Christmas and New Year. If you want to know if we are frolicking in the sun, or cowering in our tent on Christmas day, then you can check the Puerto Natales weather on the web.

Pikitures


Nicole about to engage in some dog rustling....

Perito Moreno Glacier
Cerro Torre and Glacier Grande

Keith crossing a river on the way to the glacier walk

On the Glacier Grande

Nicole ice climbing

Our tent fortified against the wind

Nicole in El Chalten

Monday, December 14, 2009

Buenos Aires and Bariloche

It´s been a while since I last wrote, I guess we must have been busy! After leaving La Paz we over-nighted in San Antonio De Areco before heading on to Buenos Aires to hand back our hire car and complete our nearly 6000km loop across the north of Argentina.

Our initial accommodation in BA was pretty average and over priced, so after a couple of nights we relocated to a better hostel, and cheaper, on the main road through town – Av 9 de Julio. And it was a decent sort of main road with about 10 lanes, in each direction! Despite its size, 12 million people in Greater BA apparently, it turned out to be a pretty casual city. People don´t dress as flashy as Brazil (where we saw women hiking in high heels – I kid you not) so we only felt partially underdressed in our old, torn zip off pants and dirty boots…

We spent a day walking around the city visiting the plazas and government palaces etc, but most of the fun stuff was in the evening. We attended a tango show, which was really impressive – the dancing was almost as breathtaking as the price of the drinks. We left there thirsty. The next night we went to the soccer, La Bocca Vs Independencia. I´m not really into soccer, but it was definitely worth it for the atmosphere. There was a drumming band which kept cranking it out for the whole match, heaps of massive banners and every time something exciting happened everyone would start jumping so much that the whole stadium started to shake and appeared in real danger of collapsing.

The next night was the big ticket though – we spotted a few posters when we arrived and AC/DC were playing three gigs while we were in BA. 65,000 seats per concert and all sold out months ago. Nicole, however, managed to find some tickets on the web for a good price from some guy with tonsillitis who actually sold them to us for the face value. There were other tickets around, but they were all going for double or triple the original cost. I haven´t been to a concert even approaching that size before and it was awesome. The stage props included a full size (probably oversize) locomotive, at one point ridden by a 20+m high blow-up doll (very tasteful), cannons, fireworks, flame throwers, explosions, massive screens around and behind the stage, incredible light show and of course it was LOUD. All in all a kick-arse concert. Nicole isn´t the biggest AC/DC fan, but I think she might be a convert now…. They will be touring in Australia in a few months so if you can get there I fully recommend it.

Before we hit BA, Harper sent me a text recommending a couple of restaurants, including the La Estancia. Sure enough it was still on the mall, and still going strong, so Nicole I headed in for dinner. They have a big roasting pit out front with whole critters hanging up in front of the fire where you ´have to´pose for a photo – as Harper did 15 years ago when he was there. The steak was also fantastic, of course.

From BA we flew south to Bariloche, where we are now, in the Andean Lake District. Bariloche sits on Lake Nahuel Huapi surrounded by snowy mountains in as picture perfect setting as you will find anywhere. Keen to catch a trout we lined up an afternoons trout fishing with a local guy here and headed out onto the lake. As usual Nicole caught the only fish, which I think is a ¨Steelhead¨, but I´m not sure. Steelhead are apparently a rainbow trout which has been in the ocean for a while, but I don´t think they are supposed to occur in Lake Nahuel Huapi. My other guess was an Atlantic Salmon, but best I can tell they don´t occur here either! Maybe someone with some time on their hands can have a look at the photo and see if they can ID it for me. In any case it was a good fish, 2.5kg and jumped heaps. Also tasted pretty good and made a nice break from eating steak (for Nicole anyway…).

The next day we headed off paragliding. It was a bit windy around Bariloche so we were taken to the town of El Bolson about 120km south where apparently it isn´t so breezy. We chose a nice day for it, with only one hail storm and plenty of passing showers, but eventually managed to both get a flight in. Unfortunately they were only short, 15-20 minutes, as the pilot was worried about the approaching storm fronts. Despite that it was awesome. I am definitely a convert. Gliding amongst the snow capped mountains was just spectacular. Shame we don´t have anywhere in Darwin to take off from, or any cleared areas to land in!

The last 4 days we have had a hire car and drove north along the Seven Lakes Route overnighting in San Martin De Los Andes and Villa Traful, before heading a bit south to visit Mt Tronador. We spent three nights camping in some great spots, mostly right on a lake or river and surrounded by snow capped peaks. Just amazing scenery. Driving around here is like being transported into a postcard rack – every corner reveals another ridiculously spectacular view. Yesterday was a highlight, hiking a few hours in to see the Castano Overo Glacier on Cerro Tronador. It is the first glacier that either of us have had a close look at and was pretty impressive. It ends about 500-600m above the view point and drops off a shear cliff and is surrounded by waterfalls. Whilst we were at the base we saw only a few small pieces of ice fall, but walking in we heard a massive explosion (loud enough for us to stop and wonder if it was safe to continue) which must have been a huge piece of ice dropping the 600m to the rocks below.

Last night was one of the defining moments of my life. I had the best steak I have ever eaten, bar none. I have had some good steaks here, but this was sensational. I am still excited and thinking about going back for lunch just to have another one before we leave…..

At the moment we are waiting for the afternoon flight to El Calafate from where we will visit El Chalten for some more hiking, then head across to Torres Del Paine in Chile before heading down to Ushuaia after Christmas to depart on our Antarctic cruise on 9 January.

More Piccies

Para-gliding in the Andes
Nicole para-gliding

Another picture perfect lake

Lago Traful

Fishing on Lago Nahuel Huapi

Nicole and her mystery trout thing

Harper and Louise at La Estancia 15 odd years ago. Note the period clothing and lovely man-bag

Keith in La Estancia a week ago.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Dorado on the Rio Parana

Nicole catching more fish than Keith again

One of Nicole´s Dorado

You may guess by looking at the photos how yesterdays Dorado fishing went. One thing I have learnt from Michael is that it is important to let your girlfriend/wife catch more fish than you to make sure they stay interested in fishing. For this reason I shook off three Dorado before bringing them into the boat, whilst I made sure Nicole landed two. To make Nicole feel even better I then caught a catfish and a stingray whilst pretending to be bitterly disappointed and ashamed.

In fact I think we were lucky to catch anything. I thought the river was looking pretty high – the streetlights poking out of it were a bit of a give away. Watching the news this morning 16000 people have been evacuated from floods on the other side of the province, so it has been a bit wet here. We managed to find only two run-offs actually flowing into the river, all the rest were flowing out, and one of those two was a farmer de-watering his paddock. Never the less we had a great day, our guide was really good and probably the keenest fisherman I have ever seen (and I know some keen fisherman!!) We had a massive BBQ lunch on the bank from which Nicole and I were stuffed full after eating only half of it. Dorado behave exactly like barra, seem to like squidgies (the three I hooked were all on soft plastics) and jump like tarpon (all three spat me on the jump). They were only rats, but I can imagine the big ones would go pretty hard.