I had another awesome weekend of trekking through the mountains in this part of Argentina. Heidi and I met up with our friend Mario and three of his Argentine friends on Friday and set out to camp for the night. Heidi and I were treated to a 'gaucho' style dinner comprised of lamb, beef, and chorizos cooked over an open fire. After a couple mishaps involving the unstable sticks the meat was perched on, the meat took on somewhat of an 'earthy' taste, if you know what I mean. But it was an enjoyable dinner, and we slept well thanks to the sound of the river.
Saturday we made our way up to Laguna Negra, a lake perched high up in the mountains and fed by melting snow. So naturally Heidi and I jumped right in when we finally made it up the steep trail... it was definitely the coldest water I've ever been in. When we were close to the top of the mountain we were passed by a horse on its way down... the refugios in the mountains rely on horses to bring up supplies. It's really impressive that such a big animal is able to navigate through the rocks safely... if you look in the middle of the picture you can see the winding trail that we had just climbed.
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