I could have cried, to find an overcast day for our trip through the Andes. 

A journey that would take us on two boats and three buses as we crossed from Argentina into Chile.

Starting on Lake Nahuei Huapi (Bariloche), with it’s gigantic mountains and endless arms, we come to Puerto Blest, a remote outpost with one building. 

A bus takes us 3 kilometers through rich green forest, on a precipitous remote track, only used by the tourist bus to connect the two lakes. Arriving at Puerto Alegre, which is little more than a name on the map, a jetty with a couple of ferry boats. It’s a bit like being parachuted into the most remote part of New Zealand’s Fiordland.

However, any thought of tears has long disappeared as here we are in South America’s wettest area and it is fine. The camera is getting a real work out and editing becomes near impossible.

We cross Lake Frias, in near perfect conditions, glassy calm. The reflections and high snow capped hills put the camera into overdrive.

Another bus trip, past the volcanic Mount Tronador with 9 glaciers on its summit, to another remote outpost, that basically only supports our lodge.

Historically this route deserves special mention.  It has been the main access for the south western side of Argentina, pre Panama Canal days.

The colour and grandeur of the day has been totally remarkable. The good news being that there is another boat and bus trip before we leave this region. Check it out at http://artzphotography.zenfolio.com/p354189968