I was getting used to the travel writing thing until I sat down to write the article on Patagonia. I realized that it’s so much easier writing about people and events than frozen water, so I had to do massive growth as a writer. Read it here. It has the best pictures I’ve taken in South America.
I set out on the clearest of days towards Lake Capri to get views of the main attraction, Fitz Roy, a sharp mountain named by our man Francisco Moreno. I found out why so many hikers I passed on the trail were decked out in serious hiking gear when the wind picked up, the clouds covered the sky, and snow flurries starting blowing in my face. I was in jeans, running shoes, and a sweater, and this is where the regret I was talking about kicked in.
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