Lago Pehoe and Beyond
Our first two days of the adventure have been spent in the most picturesque camping ground. I don't think I've ever seen a more idyllic spot to camp, enjoy the surrounds and capture it all on camera. The views of the peaks of Torres Del Paine are a sight to behold, they stand so amazingly at the end of a long lake, which, due to the wind, is sometimes as still as glass or rough enough to surf.
Front and Centre, a short stroll from the tents will give you a risen headland view over the crystalline green lake, so unbelievably blue that you'd have trouble believing the images if you hadn't seen it for yourself. Ancient minerals have long existed in this lake, the scientific answer for the brilliant colour radiating from its shore.
My second camera for this trip was the Sigma DP2 Quattro. Here's some files from the camera that I caught along the way!
Aging and twisted birch trees adorn the edges of this beautiful lake, throw in a jetty and the scene is complete. The image I have taken here is most surely one of my favourites from this trip. On the night before last, my first night at this location, I could not sleep. I knew what was out there, I could only imagine how amazing this place would be at night.
Despite the cold and all of my better brain telling me to sleep, I spent some hours killing a camera battery and making long exposures over the lake. While they didn't really turn out the way I had anticipated, I much more enjoyed the time alone with the blissfully still night and my own thoughts, penning this little piece, in dedication to this location:
Dear mind, Dear memory,
Whenever you are sad, frustrated lonely or blue, I want you to remember this, commit this thought to the bank of eternity.
Remember this night, the stars, the lake, the jetty and the perfection.
The stillness and peace, the cool air and the perfect perfect way that it's all coming together for you.
You are sitting here in the early morning at Lake Pehoe, a scene out of a storybook; the jagged mystical Tors stand boisterously at the foot of the water, shimmering studded dots coat the sky, marking the darkness from the light. Ancient birch trees reach and bend over the silky undisturbed surface, worshipping the overwhelming beauty of this place, right here, where you are now.
Dear mind, you can achieve whatever you wish, you can sit here and remember this place, this little slice of heaven on earth.
Clear your thoughts, cleanse your consciousness, feel whole again.
Dear memory, this is to be treasured, this is a torn page out of a trippers dream diary, a rare-but fleeting suspended moment of absolute perfection. Never before have you seen anything so immaculate, so postcard-like your mind explodes with admiration and you struggle to explain the scene with words, where only a picture will do.
Shooting stars tumble from the sky, a cosmic bliss out, a special glimpse of the universe heaving and breathing. Trees, stars, jetty lake and sky, the dream team of escapists; nature.
So when you are sad, when you are blue.
Remember this night, remember the shimmering perfection, a night made, just for you.
We have been incredibly blessed by the weather thus far, the restaurateur told us that some people come and stay for weeks to see the mountains, but never do because of cloud. I can’t imagine how agonising that might be. So far, it hasn’t been too cold, the nights are getting a bit low, I have started using my thermal sleeping liner to add some heat to my sleeping bag, and I am beginning to realise that I need a better (nay longer) bag, because I’m taller than the average woman. While I adjust to the climate, the conditions and the shooting schedule again (because hey, desk job to intrepid adventurer, doesn’t happen in a day), I’ve found such solace in the simple things such as hot showers. I know that these, from here on out will get rarer, so I’m remembering just how amazing they can be.
The interim time gave us a chance to get over the amazing front view, and venture down the road for a glimpse as to what lay closer to the mountains we had been admiring from afar. Some awesome tracks, powerful waterfalls. Others had a better chance of exploring these than I did, but from what I saw, I'm still pretty happy with what came out of it. I saw an armadillo, but it ran away before my phone camera could catch it!
Here's some snaps from the regions in between:
Tomorrow we’re moving on to a new camping ground; Paine Grande. It’s time to say goodbye to Pehoe, it’s been fantastic!