07.03.23

Early in the morning I wake up the other campervans in the parking lot by accidentally triggering the alarm of my car. (Activating the electric window lifter from inside the locked car, not recommended)

It's pouring outside. I fold down the back seat and cook oatmeal in the trunk. There is a sign in front of the ranger hut, which predicts gusts of wind up to 120 km/h for today.

The weather improves and I start the uphill hike to Mirador Ferrier. It goes through forests with wind-sculpted gnarled trees and moorlands. The view of the mountain range behind the Grey Glacier on the opposite side becomes more fantastic with every meter of altitude gained.

Arriving at the top of Ferrier Hill, the wind forecast proves to be true. I am almost blown away and have to crouch down on the ground - I have never experienced such strong wind before. In the shelter of a rock, I take photos of the view of glaciers and mountains.

Once back down, I drive about 40 km on a bumpy track to Los Cuernos (mountain range). Since the route is significantly less challenging, entire busloads of people waddle along the hiking trail. At a mountain lake below Los Cuernos, I set up my tripod and am surprised by a sudden gust of wet wind rushing over the lake. My backpack flies 5 meters away, but I can protect the tripod and camera with my jacket.

The weirdly shaped and multicolored striped Los Cuernos surpasses everything I have seen in terms of mountain panoramas so far.

I spend the night at the ranger station Laguna Amarga next to an idyllic, mosquito-infested stream. After the evening couscous in the trunk, I have a few Coronas to make the night more comfortable on the passenger seat.