Day 1. tent pole broke. But I didnt let it dampen my incredibly epic first day. I had entered the Park at about 9:30 on foot after hoping off a 2 hour bus ride from the little town of San Clemente. I decided to climb this really steep mountain. 1000 or plus feet in less than 2 hours. Then I hiked across the pass at the top. I hiked through snow where 1 mile before I had been in jungle and less than 300 yards before I had been traversing dry, hot slopes like the desert...with just sand and shrubs. From the pass I had views back down the valley and of all the mountains across the valley. I climbed over the pass a little and found a spot to eat lunch where I could look at Laguna Alto (High Lake). No one around at all. After lunch I traverse a few miles along ridges. All gradual downhill and level, and with everchanging views of the mountains all around me. Eventually I arrive at El Endralliado. A huge flat spot on top of a big mountain. With 1500 foot drop offs. Thats where the incredibly epic pictures of the Valley are taken. I was quite literally breathless as I wandered around the plateau for an hour. Alone. Enjoying the views. Then I headed off downhill to get to camp. Cooked. Tent pole broke. Whatever, I´ll figure that out later. Drink about 1/3 of a bottle of red wine which I had brought in a water bottle for the first night. Yum. And then bed. What a day.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
The essence of adventure. 5 days in Altos De Lircay. Day 1
Heres a little story. last week I returned from a 5 day trek in the mountains. alone. in a national park called Altos de Lircay. incredibly epic. jungle, desert, high alpine lakes, and snowfields...all in one day.
Day 1. tent pole broke. But I didnt let it dampen my incredibly epic first day. I had entered the Park at about 9:30 on foot after hoping off a 2 hour bus ride from the little town of San Clemente. I decided to climb this really steep mountain. 1000 or plus feet in less than 2 hours. Then I hiked across the pass at the top. I hiked through snow where 1 mile before I had been in jungle and less than 300 yards before I had been traversing dry, hot slopes like the desert...with just sand and shrubs. From the pass I had views back down the valley and of all the mountains across the valley. I climbed over the pass a little and found a spot to eat lunch where I could look at Laguna Alto (High Lake). No one around at all. After lunch I traverse a few miles along ridges. All gradual downhill and level, and with everchanging views of the mountains all around me. Eventually I arrive at El Endralliado. A huge flat spot on top of a big mountain. With 1500 foot drop offs. Thats where the incredibly epic pictures of the Valley are taken. I was quite literally breathless as I wandered around the plateau for an hour. Alone. Enjoying the views. Then I headed off downhill to get to camp. Cooked. Tent pole broke. Whatever, I´ll figure that out later. Drink about 1/3 of a bottle of red wine which I had brought in a water bottle for the first night. Yum. And then bed. What a day.
Day 1. tent pole broke. But I didnt let it dampen my incredibly epic first day. I had entered the Park at about 9:30 on foot after hoping off a 2 hour bus ride from the little town of San Clemente. I decided to climb this really steep mountain. 1000 or plus feet in less than 2 hours. Then I hiked across the pass at the top. I hiked through snow where 1 mile before I had been in jungle and less than 300 yards before I had been traversing dry, hot slopes like the desert...with just sand and shrubs. From the pass I had views back down the valley and of all the mountains across the valley. I climbed over the pass a little and found a spot to eat lunch where I could look at Laguna Alto (High Lake). No one around at all. After lunch I traverse a few miles along ridges. All gradual downhill and level, and with everchanging views of the mountains all around me. Eventually I arrive at El Endralliado. A huge flat spot on top of a big mountain. With 1500 foot drop offs. Thats where the incredibly epic pictures of the Valley are taken. I was quite literally breathless as I wandered around the plateau for an hour. Alone. Enjoying the views. Then I headed off downhill to get to camp. Cooked. Tent pole broke. Whatever, I´ll figure that out later. Drink about 1/3 of a bottle of red wine which I had brought in a water bottle for the first night. Yum. And then bed. What a day.
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