El Bolson, Argentina
a great hike from cochamo, chile to el bolson, argentina
El Bolson, Argentina is a hippie tourist town with a ridiculous amount of shelter-to-shelter hiking up in the mountains. It has the mountains, the mighty Lago Puelo, and a good vibe that definitely made this a spot I'd like to return to and spend more time exploring.
Travel Tip: Bring cash with you to Argentina! There is a terrible problem with the ATMs, and we were unable to withdraw money.
Tyler looking out on Lago Puelo, just minutes after paddling across the Argentinian border, just a few miles outside of El Bolson. Reese Wells.
That little building set into the mountains is an Argentinian border crossing, which services between 5-100 international travelers a month. We crossed early in the season, and they were only expecting 30 travelers in November. Reese Wells.
It's a grueling, up-and-down trail filled with stinging yellow flies (called tabanos!) but, even with 90 lb packs weighing us down, we managed to make it from Chile to Argentina, our first of four border crossings. Reese Wells.
One lake to the next, Lago Inferior (Chile) meets Lago Puelo (Argentina). Hello, Argentina. Patagonia Soul has arrived. Reese Wells.
A scary, steep log bridge across some big rocks and flowing water. Not a pic to send Mom back home, and a stretch of trail that kept our hearts pumping with adrenaline. Reese Wells.
A scene not too different from an Appalachian approach, hiking with our friends Allejo & Iris to a granite wall for some afternoon climbing. Reese Wells.
Had a dog that I named Petrol follow me all the way into the fog of Cerro Piltriquitron, a famous hike just outside of El Bolson, Argentina. Reese Wells.
I think it's so interesting how a cloud can totally change how we experience a landscape. This feels like I'm looking at two different climes. Reese Wells.
I Saw the Sunset
I saw the sunset tonight and I thought of you because the sun was your shade of yellow, so bright it almost hurts to gaze upon, just soft enough to hold.
I saw the sunset tonight and will dream of you because the sky went pink, like your cheeks when you laugh with your body, or blush after two glasses of wine.
I saw the sunset tonight and will look to tomorrow because in the light I see you shining, rising up above me as I move, reminding me that there is always a home to come home to.