Category Archives: Patagonia
notes on tierra negra
I ask Abuela Colque if she knows whose tierra negra¹ is piled in the street in front of our houses. Can I take some? And can I borrow their wheelbarrow also? (I just assume they have a wheelbarrow because they work the fields.)
snowboarding with layla
I’ve sort of dreamed about this moment. Getting Layla on the board for the first time. But then when we were actually up at Perito Moreno I seemed to forget I’d thought about it before and we were just hiking up this service road. I took the board just in case we reached the top [...]
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Notes on Abuelo Colque
Published a new note at the Traveler’s Notebook: Notes on Abuelo Colque.
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Wintertime Stoke in Patagonia
after 40-50 days of rain / snow, yesterday and the day before it was clear. layla and i hiked up cerro amigo. we saw a condor. that’s our word now, condor. super condor. yesterday we walked out to the airstrip and looked back at the ridgeline where the condor flew. layla kept looking at piltri [...]
the one world cup shot i took that could’ve only happened here
not sure why exactly, just doesn’t seem like you’d see this truck (a WWII era Canadiese) anywhere else besides patagonia. also, side-note / stoke – i helped unload some lumber from this truck once at a farm called 9 Hectares near la confluencia.
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Copa Mundial Stoke in Patagonia
after Argentina won 1 – 0 against Nigeria there was a spontaneous celebration for ~30 minutes. ppl drove around honking and waving flags and jerseys. i feel like it’s hard for those who’ve grown up in the u.s. (and not lived or traveled outside the u.s. for significant amounts of time) to understand how excited [...]
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notes on doing errands in Patagonia
Took the laundry to town on my bike. They were closed for siesta. Stood there thinking “Goddamn siesta” while actually ringing the buzzer (thinking “only the gringo rings the buzzer”) a few times. Someone from the verduleria – a kid maybe 25 – was leaning against the building watching. There is always someone leaning against [...]
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notes on walking up cerro perito moreno with the nena on my back