Cajun del azul y Fiesta!!

Trip Start Nov 20, 2009
Trip End May 17, 2010

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Flag of Argentina  , Patagonia,
Thursday, December 24, 2009

    Today, I am the one rolling out of bed and scrambling together hiking gear. After a quick coffee and some homemade bread we catch a taxi to the trail head. I hand over my flipflops to a fellow roomie to bring back to the hostel for me and replace them with some hefty hiking shoes. 20 minutes down the dirt road, the taxi driver points us in the right direction.

    My hiking partner today, is a women from Stockholm who previously lived in South America for 2.5yrs. She is a wealth of knowledge and plans on hiking through the Andes to the Chilean side. A bit crazy, eh? She tries to talk me into in but...well, do I have to explain?
    To begin we glimpse a sight of luscious hillside with dots of farms and snowcapped mountains. Rocks and dirt make the walking terrain a bit precarious to start, my legs are a bit tired from previous days and my knee is achey. As we continue on, my blood starts to circulate and synovial fluid lubricate my joints, and the terrain as wide as a hiking highway, now takes a turn into the woods. Dabbles of sunlight shine through the trees, and water rushing beside in the river makes for a peaceful ambiance.
    Winding up and down the river, we walk across a rockety ol bridge, I breath deeply as I watch my step across some broken planks. Crystal blue water flows beneath and beside us as we continue to the Refugio. Hiking in this part of Argentina you will never go hungry, with amazingly cozy lodges to feed your belly with homeade beer and food. They offer bed too, if you have the time to trek for a few days. 
Spacing in the trees start to close in. The narrowing the path sends us up and over boulders, ladders, and more dropbridges. An erratic boulder jetting out over the river, makes for a perfect picnic spot and tempts me to take a dip into the ice cold rio Azul. 
 Arriving at our selected Refugio we are welcomed by some blarring sheeps, baaaaaaaaaah! They don't seem to happy, but let us on our way. We munch up some pizza, pet a kitty kat and set off back the same way. In total a 20kilometer hike and the night has just begun! A taxi speeds us back to the hostel, a quick luke warm shower and our Christmas Eve dinner begins. 

    I am so lucky to have booked the hostel, El Pueblito. With 30 people from around the world, I enjoyed a 4 course meal (for me all vegetarian), desserts, a chanpagne toast at midnight (Argentina tradition) and then a dance party until 8:30 the next morning. I don't know when Santa has a chance to deliver presents in this country, because these people never sleep!

What a night!
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