Our Argentina story, in moving-picture format...
Monday, September 28, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
How I Missed Politics...
My favorite part about the trip to Argentina was the absence of the health care debate. After watching President Obama's health care speech to the joint session last night, I'm hopeful that we'll be able to move forward with meaningful reform. But man, did I want to smack the congressman from South Carolina. When I found this little photoshopped image, it made my morning...
Thursday, September 3, 2009
La Ultima Día
A quick one today, with no photos. We returned to Cerro Castor for a thigh-burner, since the weather forecast didn't look as good for touring and we all wanted to maximize our turns in good snow, since we're returning to a problematic season known as "late summer" in Seattle.
As before, Castor was fairly empty. There was a truckload of Argentinian army skiers out for a training day, which was both fun to watch and comical/painful at times. We spent the morning exploring the edges of the resort, wandering as far out of bounds as was practical. The snow was wind-effected, as per usual, but we explored some fun terrain and found a few stashes here and there.
After a quick lunch in the trees (empanadas and steak sandwiches, naturally), we began the final powder hunt, scraping together as much styrofoamy windbuff as we could, followed by one last slackcountry run through some excellent heavy powder, which had us all feeling right at home.
To our surprise, we managed to ski about 14,500 for the day. My thighs were feeling it by the end, but it's pretty impressive what seven days of skiing can do to get you into shape.
It's snowing in Seattle, right?
As before, Castor was fairly empty. There was a truckload of Argentinian army skiers out for a training day, which was both fun to watch and comical/painful at times. We spent the morning exploring the edges of the resort, wandering as far out of bounds as was practical. The snow was wind-effected, as per usual, but we explored some fun terrain and found a few stashes here and there.
After a quick lunch in the trees (empanadas and steak sandwiches, naturally), we began the final powder hunt, scraping together as much styrofoamy windbuff as we could, followed by one last slackcountry run through some excellent heavy powder, which had us all feeling right at home.
To our surprise, we managed to ski about 14,500 for the day. My thighs were feeling it by the end, but it's pretty impressive what seven days of skiing can do to get you into shape.
It's snowing in Seattle, right?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
The Power of Empanadas
Meat and bread. So simple, yet so delicious, the empanada has become a staple of our backcountry diet. After Juan Pablo's wife Elena graced us with hers for our tour of Cerro Bonéte we've been vacuuming them into our mouths whenever the opportunity strikes. To our great delight, we found a pizza and empanada shop about a block away from our hotel. The lord works in meaty and delicious ways.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
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