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Day 341 Torres Del Paines Trek: Day 5.

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In the morning we were woken up with blue skies and sun. The wind was still blowing a bit, but that side of the mountains the wind never stopped. The last part of our trek was only four hours and we weren’t going to be picked up until 3pm, so we took our time getting ready and heading out. We had a huge breakfast as it was the last morning so everybody pretty much ate everything that they had left over. It was good to finally be full.

When the weather cleared it was a nice view.
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Clive the fireman breaking and entering. Actually it was repairing the breaking and entering, but I have a photo of the entering as well. Take note, I am in none of those photos should any criminal actions be taken.
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Finally we got to leave.
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The elusive shots of Sean and Emma since they were usually a quarter of a mile ahead of everyone else.
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A picturesque trek out.
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The hike out was t-shirt weather but a little chilly when the sun got blocked by clouds. The first segment was a bit tough as we had to do a lot of uphills, but soon it flattened and we were basically walking on grazing lands through lakes and along beautiful vistas. It went amazingly fast and were to the last segment in just over two hours. The turn off for the last leg of the W was also there and I knew that I had to at least give it a shot to get the Towers photo. The leg was basically four hours long to get to the first mirador. I had three hours before the bus was going to be there to pick us up. The times had generally been made to match a slow trekker, so we had routinely been undercutting the average times. With no pack I figured I could run it and make it back in time. I knew that I had to at least try.

The rest of the group were either tired out or suffering from trekking wounds, so I went ahead solo. I hid my bag and just took off running. The first camping area had a mirador, but it was only of a mini-glacier hanging off one of the mountain tops. I ran into a couple of Chilean women who thought I was crazy for running up and down the mountains. The first two hour segment only took me thirty minutes and after talking to a couple who had done the whole leg, I decided it was worth it to try and make the second leg. They had said it was fairly flat once you reached the valley bottom, but that would mean I would have to climb back up when I returned. I said screw it as I had come a long way to do this trek. I made it to the clearing which had the views of the tops of the towers next to a hanging glacier. It was kind of a bummer since the other views we have had were actually better than this one. The best view was another hour way from the base of the towers, but I had just ran out of time. I kicked myself, but resigned to the fact that I couldn’t do it. With that I had an hour and fifteen minutes to make the run back to my pack and make the last leg of the walk to the Hotel where we were going to be picked up.

There was a cool trail which was like walking through a lava field.
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The money shot after a long ass run. Kind of a let down with the best shot an hour farther down the road.
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I got a bit of a scare when I got back as nobody had seen Clive or Heather. I thought that I would be doing another run back down the trail as we had to do some river crossings and Clive and Heather had not been so lucky crossing them earlier. I just imagined one of them had fallen into one and they were stuck. While walking back to the trail our van pulled up and they were in it. They had hopped into another van to take them up the road to another resort thinking the other might have been there. When the saw our van drive up they switched vans and came back to pick us up. With that we loaded up and headed home. Torres del Paine was done.

Some Puma photos that I took. Really I did. Okay, photos of photos.
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When we got back, showers were the main order of business. I had the luxury of having two showers during the trek but the others hardcored it and went nasty. Since I was the freshest, I was the last to go. I had to make a run to the store to pick up my three litre of Fanta before we went out.

Second order of business was a celebatory dinner. I found out a good restaurant which was barato, bonita, and bueno (cheap, pretty, and good.) The restaurant was an old fishing club restaurant. We all got fish meals which were amazing. I got a white fish that was plate size covered in a sauce made from six types of shellfish and a side of fries. Another time when I could barely finish it. Everyone splurged a bit and got wine, beer, and for me Fanta.

Back at the hostel, Teresa had gotten tickets for us to our next destination so we didn’t even have to make arrangements. The bus left at 7am to our next destination so it was another forced early night after everyone got their stuff packed. For me, I stayed up a bit longer to catch up on some quality time with Counter-Strike.



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