Crooked trees. It actually wasn’t very windy that day–the trees are permanently bent due to the knocks-you-down-without-warning Patagonian wind. There were so many views like this at unexpected moments. Snapped this at a roadside cafetería off Ruta 40, Argentina.
The towers in Torres del Paine National Park. After trekking up through wind, sleet, snow and scorching heat, we finally reached the top. In Patagonia, be ready to experience four seasons in one day. That’s moi, worshipping the towers.
Local beer. Fantastic Patagonian microbrewery in the shadow of the Fitz Roy range, El Chalten, Argentina.
Vibrant red firebush. These spring flowers are endemic to Patagonia. Their burst of color accompanied us along the W Trek in Torres del Paine National Park.
Old American cars. This rusty relic is straight out of the 1980s. I spied the owner cruising around in it later that day, cigarette hanging out of his mouth, belting Queen’s “We will rock you.”
Glowing glacial lakes. #nofilter
Patagonian wine in cozy digs. This is a typical interior of Patagonian watering holes–lots of wood, sheepskin to warm your bum. El Calafate, Argentina
Empty roads and rugged terrain. Bliss in the middle of nowhere.
Guanacas. Ubiquitous around Torres del Paine National Park, wild guanacas are part of the camelidae family and are related to the llama.
The Beagle Channel. This thick-mustached man, our captain, navigated us out of Ushuaia to sail along the Beagle Channel, otherwise known as the End of the Earth, due to its location at the southern tip of South America. Snow-capped mountains and container ships surrounded us and the blustery wind never stopped. But who cares when the captain’s antidote to the cold is steaming hot coffee with double shot of Dulce de Leche liqueur.