The Skies

Another amazing thing about this trip was that it brought back my interest in the sky. In my sophomore year in college, I fucked up and curve for everybody in my intro to astronomy class. I have always enjoyed watching the stars, but living in the big city has made this habit practically impossible

With my newfound interest for camping, I was able to once again go star watching, making sense of constellations, planets and their motion across the sky.

At Puente del Inca, I saw six or so shooting stars in one night, the first one I saw went from one end to the horizon to the next. I had never seen anything like it.

The sky at Los Alerces cannot be described with words, much like Chalten's. One night at Poincenot the moon was so bright that there were shadows. I am not talking about half ass shapes, but full on shades of trees and rocks. I love Poincenot, my favorite place on earth.

When I came down from Chalten to restock on my supplies, I spent that night at the local campsite at the base of the mountain. That one night, people were moving their tents into shady areas in order to sleep better because it was too bright from the moon... that is amazing !!!!!