Jim Eite (Exodus’ Product Director) explores the exquisite expanse of wilderness and glaciers, straddling Argentina and Chile.
The journey to Patagonia flips you upside down and turns you inside out. Patagonia is a long, long way away. Out of the window of the plane we leave the expanse of Buenos Aires and a night’s tango behind as we head to the shores of Lago Argentino and the remote outpost of El Calafate. London and credit crunches are suddenly a long way away, the only thing that seems to remain the same is the unpredictability of the weather.
The weather was relaxed when we arrived in Buenos Aires, it’s early October, early spring and signs of life are starting to creep through. Buds on the tress, flowers straining for the warmth of the sun, spring is most certainly in the air. What a difference a flight makes. In El Calafate the Patagonian weather is going about its business, whipping up dust from the surrounding steppe, blowing ice bergs down the length of Lago Argentino and bringing in a cold snap from Antarctica.
The weather in Patagonia is always going to play its part, changing as quickly as the plot of Heroes. Dark rumbling clouds carrying rain and snow one minute, wispy white clouds speeding across the sky the next, and bright sunshine the next. Anyone travelling to Patagonia must be prepared for everything and anything.
Our itinerary was busy, covering hundreds of miles but taking in some of the most majestic scenery I’ve ever seen. The immense Moreno Glacier and rugged summit of Mt Fitzroy, the towering peaks of Torres del Paine National Park, huge lakes and windswept grasslands, remote Ushuaia, the Beagle Channel and Tierra del Fuego. They are all names that echo in the minds of those who’ve grown up watching BBC documentaries or scanning copies of the National Geographic, each as majestic and unique as the one before but non that would disappoint.
The highlight for me was Torres; the iconic Towers and Horns of Paine, the vivid blue of Lago Nordenskjöld surrounded by a layer of white salt deposits, the immense Glacier Grey spilling down into Lago Grey, and the stunning walking. Everything was perfect on our trek to the base of the towers, a light, cooling breeze pushed us up the valley towards Refugio Chileno, the sun breaking through onto snow caped peaks high above. The four-hour climb is mainly on good paths until you reach the moraine at the foot of the final 45min push; at which point our guides encouragement became invaluable as they slowed to help those less nimble. All though were rewarded with the most beautiful and rewarding sight at the top, the Towers of Paine glittering in the early afternoon sun, deep blue skies and fluffy white clouds hugging their summits.
Patagonia really has something for everyone; for me it’s not the end of the earth but simply the beginning.