Bariloche and El Bolsón

Bariloche and El Bolsón

We spent our first afternoon in Bariloche by the lake, reading and swimming before grabbing dinner in a casual spot called Morfy’s. A triathlon had taken place earlier in the day, and we found ourselves sitting right by the finish line, where locals had gathered to cheer on the athletes as they completed the final stretch.

The following morning, we drove down to El Bolsón, where we would spend two nights. Aside from reading up on the hippie roots of this small town (a group of students, partly inspired by the movement in the US, formed in 1967 to protest the oppressive dictatorship in Argentina at the time and El Bolsón became something of a haven for them), we hadn’t done much by way of planning our time here.

“El Bolsón: Here the magic is natural”

Driving across the dusty roads of this sleepy, unassuming town, we soon realised this was a good thing. Several decades on since the first hippies congregated here in search of nature and counter-culture, the slow-moving, peace-and-love vibes persist, and it’s nice to go along with them.

Throughout the main part of town we saw more tributes to the Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo movement, with images of handkerchiefs appearing on pavements and in carvings.

There is great respect for quality, local produce and craftsmanship in El Bolsón. At the market, which runs 3 times a week in the main plaza, farmers sell organic fruit and vegetables, beekeepers sell honey and bee pollen and craftspeople and artisans sell leather goods, homemade skincare products and jewellery.

Around the town there are plenty of fresh vegan restaurants, a trout farm, a dairy farm which sells cheese, ice cream and milk and an apple orchard. We spent our first day visiting these different spots and sampling the various offerings. We even picked up a few trout for dinner, along with a bag of veg.

Our hostel, Casa del Odile, seemed to capture the essence of El Bolsón’s bohemian culture, with a hammock garden, yoga classes, and reflection area on the grounds. They also baked their own bread daily, and made raspberry jam and lavender oil. We spent an entire afternoon lazing with our books in the hammock garden, then cooked our trout for dinner.

Before leaving El Bolsón, we made a trip to Lago Puelo National Park to see Lake Puelo. Hikes are an optional part of this excursion but this time we opted out, choosing instead to simply lie by the lake and take in the beautiful views (naturally we had a few dogs for company, as has been the happy case everywhere we’ve been in Patagonia so far).

Rather than spend another afternoon in Bariloche, where we would spend our last night in Patagonia before flying to Mendoza, we decided to drive up to Villa la Angostura, another small town just an hour away. Although quite touristy, it was also cute and charming, and the views of the lakes along the way were gorgeous. We went for lunch in a small, family-run restaurant called Nicoletta, where trout popped up on the menu again, this time in the form of ravioli with fresh pesto. It was sublime. We then sat out by one of the lakes for an hour before driving back to Bariloche.

Next stop is Mendoza, where Stephen will take part in another product event and where we plan to consume as much wine as possible.

Ar aghaidh linn 🙂

El Calafate and El Cheltén

El Calafate and El Cheltén

After a day’s rest in Puerto Natales, we drove to El Calafate, where we would base ourselves for two days, spending a night in between in El Cheltén.

The purpose of these extra days was to get in more hiking before leaving Patagonia, and to see the Perito Moreno glacier.

We hadn’t expected much from either town beyond their close proximity to the national parks we intended on visiting, but they were pleasant spots to unwind in following the intensity of Torres del Paine.

The first thing we noticed (and it was a similar case in Puerto Natales) was the number of seemingly stray dogs roaming the streets. Far from the feral, bedraggled state one would normally associate with stray dogs, these dogs were healthy looking, well fed with glossy coats. They were friendly and calm, polite even. They went about their business happily, often walking around in pairs, and it was common to find them snoozing on the doorsteps of shops and restaurants. What was interesting was how little they interfered with humans, even those with food on their plates (although they did occasionally try their luck).

A little research on this unusual phenomenon highlighted the mixed feelings people have about these dogs, with many concerned for their health and safety, and advocating for better education on responsible pet ownership (many dogs, it seems, do have owners, they just let them roam free).

Aside from the slightly wilder trio that chased after our car as we left Puerto Natales, we had only pleasant interactions with the dogs, with one particularly gentle soul accompanying us on one of our walks.

Dogs aside, the main attraction in El Calafate is undoubtedly the glacier, which is classified as ‘stable’, meaning global warming has not yet significantly affected it. It ranges between 50-70m in height and has an area of approximately 750m squared.

We drove for an hour from the town to see it, and spent about an hour admiring it from various heights along the designated walkway. Arriving after lunch on a particularly hot day meant a lot of the ice had heated up, and we got to see a few ‘calvings’ (melted chunks of ice crashing down from the glacier’s edge).

In El Cheltén, we spent the day hiking what was both the most strenuous and rewarding of our treks to date.

The views along the way to see both Monte Fitz Roy and Laguna de Los Tres are renowned for their gobsmacking beauty, the former being the inspiration behind the Patagonia clothing brand logo. We made our way across rivers and through forests with Fitz Roy in our eyeline the whole way, then faced a particularly steep and tiring final hurdle to see the beautiful turquoise lagoon at the very top.

That night, we walked our tired, aching bodies to a restaurant called Ruca Mahuida, where we stuffed ourselves with wine and pizza. A good ending to a long day.

Back in El Calafate, we organised an afternoon of horse riding for our last day before heading north to Bariloche.

This was a four hour trip with a gaucho as our guide. Eduardo led us uphill and lakeside on our horses, Bat (almost entirely blind) and Mike Tyson (missing part of his ear). Naturally we had a parade of dogs behind us, all delighted to be part of the adventure.

Next stop is Bariloche, where we’ll spend a few days visiting more small towns before heading to Mendoza.

Ar aghaidh linn 🙂

Patagonia/ Torres del Paine

Patagonia/ Torres del Paine

Patagonia requires planning, this we learned early on. Despite many hours of research and consulting the guide book, we still struggled to make a concrete plan, particularly when it came to hiking through Torres del Paine, the national park.

Regulations in place since 2016 have made it trickier to stay overnight in the park, and even looking to make bookings in January, we found the majority of refugios were booked out for much of the year. This left us with fewer options to complete the W trail, but we managed to make it work in the end.

After renting a car in El Calafate, we drove 5 hours and arrived in Villa Río Serrano, a small village at the foot of the park grounds, where we booked into a hostel for the night. The following morning, we drove 30 minutes to the park gates to purchase passes (approx $40 for 3 days of entry). From there, we drove to the catamaran ferry port to get to Paine Grande, our first lodging spot on park grounds, where we managed to secure a night’s stay.

After arriving at the wrong port and accidentally purchasing day-cruise tickets rather than standard passage (in hindsight, it did seem a bit overpriced, and the cocktail upon arrival was definitely fishy…), we had a bit of an excursion getting back to the ticket office, getting a refund for the accidental cruise and driving to the correct port to catch the next ferry on time. Thankfully we made it, just as it was about to set sail.

We arrived at Paine Grande 30 minutes later, checked in, dropped our bags in our tent and headed off to Grey Glacier, a hike that would take us a total of 7.5 hours.

We had read that all four seasons can occur along a single trail in Torres del Paine, and quickly found this to be the case. As we walked along rocky terrain, through trickling streams, and over narrow foot bridges, we adjusted our gear to suit heat, cold, rain, wind and even a few flurries of snow.

Slivers of Grey Glacier reveal themselves at certain angles along the hike from Paine Grande, but it is only as you reach the final mirador that you take in the view in its entirety. It certainly is breathtaking, and neither of us had seen anything quite like it before. The brilliant blue of the ice, in particular, was mesmerising.

But there was a sadness about the scene, too, something about the stray mounds of dissolving ice that hinted, perhaps, at a landscape under pressure.

While it is normal for a glacier to accumulate ice and have it melt again, the extent to which this particular glacier seemed to have receded compared to the images of it we’d seen beforehand suggested the melting process was beyond normal.

After the hike, we read up a little on the effect climate change has had on Patagonia. Sure enough, we discovered its glaciers are steadily melting, and at a proportionately faster rate than anywhere else in the world. Grey Glacier itself lost a staggering 350m x 380m iceberg in 2017.

Some glaciers, like Perito Moreno in El Calafate, are stable, but environmental regulations and restrictions are the only hope for others like it, and it seems the Chilean government has failed thus far in enacting the necessary protective laws. It certainly made us appreciate the glacier, and our trip to see it, all the more.

That evening, we made it back to base in time before a heavy rain set in, and showered, ate and settled into our tent before the temperature dropped.

The next morning, we headed for Valle Francés, the second hike along the W trail. Although we covered less ground, this hike was significantly more strenuous than Grey as it was predominantly uphill and much of it involved trekking over boulders, which was tough on the feet and knees. Thankfully, staggering views of snow-whipped granite mountains, glittering azure lakes and frozen waterfalls distracted from any serious discomfort.

We got the ferry back that evening and drove to our first hostel in Río Serrano, where we had booked a second night’s stay. It turns out we could have done a second night of camping at Paine Grande, but given the cost was more or less the same, the hostel was the more appealing option after 2 days of hiking. Not staying a second night in the park also allowed us to shave part of the hiking trail and drive it instead, which suited our itinerary better.

The next morning, we set out for Hotel Las Torres, the starting point for our final hike. By this point, our limbs were achy and energy levels were starting to drop. Whether we’d (I’d) make it to Mirador Base de las Torres – especially after we’d been advised against it by a couple we met in the hostel – was anyone’s guess.

And yet we ploughed on, meandering through forests and over a series of rickety bridges, until finally reaching the monumental granite pillars at the top.

In total, our W trail stats are as follows:

Day 1

Paine Grande – Grey Glacier – Paine Grande: 7.5 hours/ 22km

Day 2

Paine Grande – Valle Francés – Paine Grande: 7.5 hours/ 19km

Day 3

Hotel Las Torres – Mirador Base el Torres – Hotel Las Torres: 7 hours/ 19km

And what did we learn about planning?

– If you know your travel dates and are keen to complete the W trail in its entirety from within park grounds, book your room or tent at the various refugios along the way ASAP.

– If you can’t get accommodation in the park for the full trip (some refugios are small and fill up fast), book a hostel in Puerto Natales (cheap plus regular bus service) or Villa Río Serrano (not as cheap but closer and better if driving).

– Bear in mind that there are only so many corners that can be cut price-wise, and expect Patagonia in general to be a more expensive part of your trip. A return ferry trip to Torres del Paine and park access costs approximately $80pp and even camping for a night (after you factor in renting a tent, sleeping bag and mat) hits close to $100pp.

– The cheapest way to do a trip like this is to bring your own camping gear, but this wasn’t a practical option for us as Torres del Paine only accounted for 4 days of a 4 month trip.

-Reasonable hiking gear is necessary, especially sturdy boots and rain jackets. Many of these things, plus additional items like hiking poles and camping gear, can be rented from around Puerto Natales, but we didn’t have this option in Villa Río Serrano.

– Bring cash! Either pesos or USD. We were told at the park gates that card would work fine for the ferry, then found ourselves at the Paine Grande bar trying to convince people to let us pay for their drinks with card in exchange for hard cash for our trip back. Not a great look.

On our last night, we booked into a hostel in Puerto Natales. We’ll stay here for a night before exploring El Calafate and El Cheltén, and then move up to Bariloche.

Ar aghaidh linn 🙂

Ushuaia

Ushuaia

We traded in the easy comfort of summer clothes and sandals for hiking and winter gear pretty quickly when we landed in Ushuaia, the first stop along our Patagonian trail.

With only two nights here, we visited Tierra del Fuego, the national park, right away, and spent a few hours hiking its various trails. The morning was quite rainy and overcast, but thankfully by lunchtime the sky had cleared and we could see the views at their most impressive.

The following day, thanks to the landlady of our B&B, we got a place on a boat tour, which brought us along the Beagle Channel and as far as Isla Martillo, where a large colony of penguins resides. We also saw sea lions and Les Eclaireurs lighthouse, the iconic landmark nicknamed the Lighthouse at the End of the World.

We had a truly exquisite meal that night in a restuarant called Kalma, which prides itself on fresh, locally sourced ingredients served with a twist. Between us we had king crab (an Ushuaia specialty), shrimp, sea bass, steak, a dessert of chocolate biscuit cake served with olive oil and ice cream and bottle of Argentine red wine. This cost us about €50 each, a splurge compared to what we’ve spent so far on meals (if they haven’t been self-prepared or included in our hostel price, they’ve been an average of €10-12), but otherwise very good value for an exceptional meal. We regret nothing!

Heavy rain on our last morning scuppered plans to return to the park for more hiking, so we spent the day planning the next leg of our trip and fit in a visit to the prison.

Ushuaia, we learned, was one of the original penal colonies in Argentina in the late 1800s. It’s how the town came to be in the first place: the Argentine government wanted prisoners to mate to establish a population. It was in operation until the 60s for political prisoners.

Next stop is El Calafate to get to Torres del Paine for hiking and camping.

Ar aghaidh linn 🙂