Wednesday, January 23, 2013

No matter where you go- there you are. –Earl MacRauch

As we drove towards Torres del Paine National Park, on the 240 kilometer paved road from Punta Arenas, we saw our first rhea or nandu and our first guanaco.   After seeing 20 of each, we stopped counting.

On the dusty, gravelly, bumpy, narrow 90 kilometer road from Puerto Natales, we finally glimpsed the blue massif with about 40 kilometers left to drive.  It appeared so surreal in the distance.

On our first trip into the park, we drove to Lago Grey to see the icebergs.  It took about an hour to reach the closest view from the sand spit.  Crossing over the raging glacial Rio Pingo:

Jim holds a piece of glacier ice that had drifted up onto the beach.  How long has it been frozen?  It was so clear.

This was as close as we could get:

The Grey Glacier

Six at a time on the bridge, please.

Around 9:30 pm:

January 20, 2013

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