Here’s the third and final post (for now), in this chronologically challenged series of diary extracts, written in December 2002 when I was in the deep south of South America, starting the circuit of Torres del Paine.
Day one was a fairly gentle introduction with, as it happens, the worst weather of the trip. Overhearing many other travellers’ tales, it seems we were incredibly lucky, experiencing a great deal of dry, calm weather.
The date referred to in the title is December 4th 2002, and the conclusion of a diary entry. I won’t be drawn on subsequent exploits and how they compare to this sojourn in Patagonia, but, as per yesterday’s post, looking back on this elicits strong memories of a very happy time.
Mix the iconic mountains of southern Patagonia, five backpackers more at home in the braes and bothies of Scotland, and a week-long trekking circuit. What do you get? Read on to find out…