all alone in Parque Nacional Torres del Paine

01 to 02 February 2005

Coming all the way to the end of the world and not trekking the ‘W’? It’s crazy. But that’s what we did, or rather, didn’t do. Since Ling doesn’t want to do it,
I’ll just have to do it alone. Actually I was never alone. I was accompanied by the great outdoors. By the purest of nature. But trekking the whole ‘W’ would take four days, I was allowed only one. That’s why I only did the first part. Just eight hours of trekking. Barely enough to whet my appetite. And blatantly disrespecting such a gloriously breathtaking place.

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The amazing three towers view at the end of the accent. These were all sketched onsight, and completed with coloured-pencil shading back in the room.

Along the way on the eight-hour trek.

The bridge at the starting and ending of the trek. The map and ticket to Torres del Paine.

My blistered but happy toes after the trek.