the south of a continent II

long roads with no asphalt and roads that have been asphalted. time passes and borders are crossed – el calafate

the ice from the mountains glides slowly down and melts at the end of its long journey into water. it’s color is like a magnet – perito moreno glacier

a city full of live and on the streets are driving the cars – el calafate

driving on – … and still, the mountains are our quiet companions in the distance – cordillera paine

a journey needs a pause, and a pause needs to be enjoyed – los glaciares national park

a small nest, a small town but in the middle of beautiful nature – el chaltén

the nature around el chaltén passing by the chorrillo del salto and on the ways towards – taguna torre

the way from el chaltén takes a while but is relative easy to walk, and the end the is the lake – taguna torre

the journey goes and we are back on streets without asphalt – passing villages and cars and people

it is an endless distance, but with borders and such sad endings – guanaco

the ancestors knew and came to this place. they left their traces and we can remember them – cueva de las manos

not far are where we met our ancients, is a small town – perito moreno, santa cruz

the pure endless expanse of the landscape

we continue north, on narrow roads we cross small mountain passes and passing lakes and views

but the landscape remains in mind …