Here's the harbor at Puerto Natales, the gateway city to the park. Puerto Natales is a forlorn, windswept town where most of the buildings are made of painted corrugated metal. This is the only picture I took.
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At the park entrance - not a bad view of the Torres.
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The Torres del Paine up close - it's a hard, hard hike up to this viewpoint with gusts of wind up to 90mph (must have been). At one point, holding onto a shrub, I watched rocks the size of grapes blowing down the path.
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An assortment of tourists viewing the Torres. Nationalities I met include Chileans, Israelis, Germans, French, Americans, Japanese, Spanish and more.
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Here I am cooking a meal of sausages and mashed potatoes in a little shelter at the campground.
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And here's a picture of the shelter.
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Another fine night's accommodation. My bivvy sack kept me quite dry and cozy at all times.
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Typical trail leading up a mountain valley to a viewpoint of some cool scenery.
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I love the surreal colors in this shot.
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This formation is known as the "cuernos" or "horns" of Paine.
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Me and some new Chilean friends.
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This is the "Grey" glacier. Pretty cool, although if you ask me, if you've seen one glacier, you've seen them all.
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There were some pretty cool looking icebergs floating around in the lake.
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Iceberg.
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Iceberg.
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I camped for the night on the lakeshore - you can see icebergs from the beach.
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A couple of Israelis and a Japanese I hiked with for a while.
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Scenery.
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Major landslides are frequent, and often picturesque.
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The "French Valley".
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Me.
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Scenery.
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A view from the other side of the Cuernos. Strong gusts of wind pull sprays of water up dozens of feet off this lake's surfaces.
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My Chilean friends came to see me off on the catamaran that marked the last stage of my five days in the park.
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