For once I don’t think words are going to be my main means of expression. There really aren’t many ways to simply say it was beautiful.
I travelled down to the south of Chile in the middle of my university semester, at the end of April. With a group of six other exchange students, four Australians and two Mexicans, we embarked on the W trek through Parque Nacional Torres del Paine, just as the visiting season was almost over. It was autumn, it was cold and it was going to get colder.
However, autumn is beautiful: snow fell from the sky, red, green and gold leaves collated on the ground, the sun glistened off the early-morning frost, the mountains reflected off the clear surface of the numerous lakes… I could really keep going, but I think this post is best if you just saw it. Photos definitely don’t give it justice, but it’s some sort of snippet of the beautiful reality.
So here goes…
Día Número Uno de Refugio Los Torres a Torres Campsite:
Día Número Dos de Torres Campsite a Refugio Cuernos y a los Torres en la amanecer:
Día Número Tres de Refugio Cuernos a Italiano campsite y a la Valle Francés:
Día Número cuatro de Italiano Campsite a Refugio Grey:
Día Número cinco exploración después de Refugio Grey: