I have been dreaming about Patagonia since I was a boy. It has always held a mythical power in my imagination. It is a place of scoured earth, wind, and stone.
My parents never thought they would go there. Even for me it took nearly thirty years of whispers before I put foot to ground.
The tiny village of El Chalten, pop. 1,000, is the gateway to the Fitzroy range. The jagged skyline and beautiful orange granite of these peaks is instantly recognizable. It just may be the most beautiful range on earth.
Weather is a constant concern. Storms build quickly. Strong wind is nearly constant. We were lucky to get a few good days to take day hikes into the hills.