After our magical visit to Iguazu Falls with the butterflies and coatis, we flew back to Buenos Aires to start the Patagonian leg of the trip. It was quite warm up at the falls (in the 90's and humid) and we were looking forward to cooling down again. But as we talked with our fellow travelers, we started to get a bit worried that we hadn't packed well for summer temperatures in Patagonia. We heard all sorts of temperature ranges, from 50's and 60's down to tens and twenties. One Australian woman told us she had to wear all of her pants to keep warm in Ushuaia. As it turned out, we packed just about right. (We now think the Australian lady was probably just wimpy.) It was cool, in the 50's when we arrived in Bariloche. We could see the Andes in the distance as we flew in for a landing. We found a cab and marveled at the amazing change of scenery we had experienced in the course of one day. We had woken up in the hot and humid rain forest and were going to sleep in cold Patagonia. The first part of the half hour trip from the airport was through arid and flat land, with hills in the distance. Our cab driver told us all about the area in Spanish, so we didn't understand everything he was trying to explain about the area. Our Spanish was much better by now, but still sketchy. I'm pretty sure he said something about microclimates.
|View from Cab|
|Crystal Clear Water|
|View across the lake|
|Seagulls Chase the Boat|
|Lovely Yellow Flowers|
|View of Lago Nahuel Huapi from Isla Victoria|
|Just outside of Bariloche|
|Field of Lupines|
|View from the Bridge|
|Nothing was actually open except the restaurant|
|Wet Forest Cows|
|Hiking through the Bamboo|
|View from the Top with Waterfalls|
There was a cooperative hawk who posed for me from the branch of a dead tree, and a caracara. And we saw a pair of condors soaring over the valley. At the end of the day as we drove back to Bariloche, we could just make out the craggy tops of the Andes peaking from behind the clouds.
|Andes Peeking Through the Clouds|