Laguna Negra to Pampa Linda Part I

I had an amazing opportunity to porter/help Jorge guide a trip for a really nice couple from, of all places, exactly where I grew up in Colorado. The trip was a seven day traverse of the Andes near Bariloche. The number of breath-taking, awe-inspiring moments along the way were too numerous to count. Here's a taste of the beauty I felt and experienced.

Crossing over a snowfield

Ken hanging out on a rock overlook

We had to build camp quickly on a ridge on the third night because of the onset of a random summer snowstorm. Our water came from the puddles formed in the rocks.

Andrea liked to either have sardines or tuna for breakfast. On day one I found this food selection far from appealing. By day three, in the midst of a snowstorm, I was partaking.

Our camp on the ridge (night 3)

First glimpse of Tronador for Andrea and Ken

The hut we stayed in the first night

Scrambling down a rock face on Day 2

Andrea and Ken -- the guests for the week

Cooking dinner on the second night while enjoying a good bottle of Argentine wine

The view from our camp site on the second night