Southern Andes Again...

As head explodes from sinus pressure I have too much time to wander vicariously across the Southern Andes via instagram... too many friends currently there and posting epic images... (You bastards - you know who you are!)

Its been a year since I was there. My ghost still wanders the trails beneath Cerro Torre and Fitz Roy. I can still feel and hear the wind blasts through the alerces trees in Torres del Paine, taste the coca leaves on my tongue in Iruya. I need to go back and collect a piece of my splintered heart left on a spire in Cerro Cathedral...

These are a few of my favorite memories... The bird that had no voice, endless yerba mate, the brothers of Iruya, rainbows in the dark, worthless money, spinning clouds catching colors beyond description...