|on the glacier of Mount Tronador|
I've been in Patagonia several days, absolutely awed by the vistas and beauty.
"All of the Bariloche area is stunning," Adrian, my awesome AirBnb host tells me, "but you know, you're missing out on some magical views."
"Where?!" I demand.
Excitedly Adrian pulls out a paper map, and points to a white area (indicating permanent snow and ice in the form of a glacier) "Mount Tronador!" he exclaims.
"I must go!" I shout, pounding my fist on the table for emphasis.
"You must go!!" responds Adrian with a crazy look in his eye, upping the energy.
"I'm going!" my loud voice echoing in the cavernous house.
"You're going to amazed!!"
"I'm going to be amazed!" I yell as Adrian and I do a couple chest bumps while we jump up and down.
|trees and snow- maybe about half-way up the mountain|
Wake up early and drive two hours to the trailhead. Getting all our gear in order takes time, which worries my guide Edu as snow and ice slows any mountaineer, and the last thing you want is to be caught on a freezing glacier when the sun goes down; death from exposure.
When we finally begin our trek the fall colors are in full splendor, and without exaggeration, we are the only souls on the mountain face. Continual movement keeps us warm.
Other than the wind whipping us more strongly with each step we take uphill, the silence is palpable, the only company we have are the Andean condors circling overhead.
video: condor on the ridge of the glacier
|Getting closer to Tronador's peak|
|yellow, oranges, reds, granite and white|
|check out the blue ice above the waterfall- my favorite shot of the trip|
|granite carved over eons by glaciers|
|condor flying over the icy ridge|
|spooky colors of dusk on a quiet "Thunder" Mountain|
the waterfall off the side of the Mount Tronador's glacier
view climbing Mount Tronador
making it to the Refuge Meiling shortly before nightfall, you
can't hear much of what I say due to the wind, but enjoy the scenery
at the top