Today I’m hosting superb picture taken in Patagonia by Claudia Tavani from My Adventures Across the World Blog.
Claudia is a former human rights law academic. A little over two years ago she gave up her career to follow her passion – travelling. Her obsession is Latin America and she claims to be a volcano junkie. You can follow her on Instagram and Facebook.
Photo Story : Mucho Viento Patagonia!
“Mucho Viento Patagonia!” was the joke I read on signs and souvenir t-shirts in Patagonia. But the wind in Patagonia is no joke.
Let me explain a thing or two about me. I am from the island of Sardinia, at the heart of the Mediterranean. If we only used wind power to provide energy to our homes and businesses, we’d survive just fine here.
That is how windy it is and that gives you an idea of how used I am to the wind. Mind you, I truly hate it. Give me the heat, give me long days of pouring rain, give me snow but please, spare me from the wind.
I thought that, since I am so accustomed to the wind, I wouldn’t have much of a problem in Patagonia. That’s until I actually arrived in El Calafate, on the Patagonian Argentina. Relentless, a strong wind swept me off my feet. I could hardly walk around without regularly stopping to put my hat back in place, or getting inside a shop or a café to have a break from it.
But Patagonia is so wildly gorgeous that I wouldn’t be deterred by “just a bit of wind” and I would explore as much of it as I possibly could. That’s why I decided that going to Torres del Paine, on the Chile side of Patagonia, was a good idea.
As I walked around Parque Nacional Torres del Paine I noticed that a few persons had faces covered in what seemed like ashes. I wondered how come they looked so dirty and messy.
Soon enough, looking at myself in the mirror, I would learn why – it was impossible to protect my face against the dark dust that flew all over!
The wind blew so strong that at times I literally crashed on the person walking next to me as I could not stand still, or I would have to sit on the ground, waiting for it to stop for a while so that I could at least walk a few more meters. Tiny pebbles crashed on my back, like a whip. And it hurt!
Taking these pictures was all but easy: I had to steady myself, making sure that my hat was properly in place so that it would keep my sunglasses from blowing away. I had to strap my camera around my neck, again in the hope that it would not fly away.
And I had to wait just for the right second in which the wind was not as strong so that I could stand still and snap away. Not exactly easy in those conditions.
But as I look at the pictures, I am quite happy with the results and I think facing that wind was well worth it! Mucho Viento Patagonia!