Although we had the same company, Darrin and Gill were on a different bus. I was the last one aboard and thus relegated to the back, alongside many backpacks, but with lots of legroom. There I met Andy from San Francisco. He saw me reading my camera manual and it turned out he had a [...]
I met Mike and everyone at their hotel around 11 a.m. They had slept well and looked much better than the night before. Over the next hour they received several phone calls and 3 or 4 different sets of instructions. The race organizers were scrambling and the photographers were at the mercy of their disorganization. [...]
After buying all my food for Torres del Paine, I took a van to the airport to wait for Tony and Mike’s arrival. Tony came in just minutes later and we sat and talked in the upstairs restaurant while waiting for Mike’s flight. In his late forties and immediately likable, Tony and I seemed to [...]
I walked up to the 2 waiting buses and was amazed at the collection of backpacks, gear, and even a few disassembled bikes. There may not have been anyone on that bus not going to Torres del Paine. The ride was very quiet due to the darkness and the early hour. After 3 hours, we [...]
On my last full day in Ushuaia I decided to do the day hike from the city to Glaciar Martial. While eating breakfast I met a young English guy named David and we agreed to hike together. We headed up San Martin Ave., as directed in the Lonely Planet book, eventually guessing where to go [...]
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