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And there we were, on the last leg of our adventure. After priming our legs in El Chaltén, we decided that we would try to conquer the mother of all national parks: Torres Del Paine. It was not so much the 5 day hike, nor the weather, nor the topography that had us terrified…it was the cost and the tourists that scared us to death!
We arranged this in El Calafate on the Argentinian side and found a way to get down to Puerto Natales in Chile (agaaaain we had to cross the border). From there we took a ride up to the park entrance. A series of buses, boats and entry fees and deliberations finally got us to the trailhead. This turned out to be a windy affair (very typical in Southern Patagonia), and the scars of the huge forest fire started by a young Isreali tourist were still very visible. He must have burned down half the park! Needles
Y allí estábamos en nuestra última aventura a pie. Después de preparar nuestras piernas en El Chaltén, decidimos conquistar la madre del cordero de todos los parques nacionales: Torres del Paine. No fueron los cinco días de monte, ni el clima, ni la topografía lo que nos aterrorizaba… sino los costes y los turistas!
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