Day 2 of The W Trek Patagonia Torres del Paine National Park

After breakfast with Nescafe’ and butter with eggs we are off. (Seriously, butter with eggs)

Today we head to Refugio Paine Grande. We take off into the challenging French Valley where we will see the SE face of the Paine Massif and cross the suspension bridge over the French River with great views of the peaks. Then to the Mirador Britanico viewpoint. Stunning! We go up the middle of the W as far as the W trek looks on a map. We then return the way we came and end at Lake Pehoe where our Refugio is waiting for us.
Today was a big day and quite a trek.

Refugio Paine Grande

Reflections for me today:

I am very thankful God created such a beautiful place for me to explore. His workmanship is everywhere, His detail to design is incredible. Psalm 8: 3-4 When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them?

I really got to know more of my fellow trekkers. It is always a blessing to meet new people, hear their stories, where they are from, the places they have seen and the grace they extend to me. JOY!

My ankles and calves are feeling sore, the bottom of my feet are not to bad but tight. Definitely need to continue to stretch, I think my boots may be more worn out then I thought. With the terrain being intense my feet are slipping.

In my dorm in Refugio Paine Grande we had 6 beds, once again sharing with Jess and James, Tim and Anthony as well.
Everyone was talking about the moon and stars and it just so happened in the book I was reading a poem came up about the stars. I asked my roommates if they wanted to hear a poem, mind you we are all in our sleeping bags getting settled for the nights sleep. Sally said no, James said politely, no thank you. Anthony stayed quiet and Jess was in the bathroom. No one wanted to hear it, then sweet Tim spoke up and said yes, he would like to hear it!
You had to be there but for the group reading, a laugh is being had.

A poem by Whitman…. Walt that would be. Thanks Tim!

“This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best.
Night, sleep, death and the stars.”

My watch tracked me at 9:11 hours of trekking, 15 miles and 1,527 feet of elevation gain.

We had good weather, being really blessed that we are not having 100 MPH winds and rain.

Tomorrow we are off to the Glacier along Grey Lake.