Val Fiscalina |
September 10, 2014
When Dave and I went to Patagonia two years ago, I packed about ten shirts and
a lot of other stuff as well. Halfway through the trip I had it all washed
at a local laundry. This time, in the interests of weight-conservation,
I am traveling Vidaver-style — that is, with just three days' worth
of clothing.
Doing laundry in these mountains has proved quite problematical, mainly because
nothing will dry in this climate. The only quick-dry items I own are
my Death Ride T-shirts, so that is what I brought; yet even they will not
dry on their own in a single day. Other items don't dry at all.
It costs about $11 to run a load of clothes through a dryer here at the hostel;
but that is one ripoff that neither of us is willing to support.
It is quite cloudy today, so Dave and I opt for a lower-elevation walk. Near the bus stop in the village of Sesto, we find a trail heading southward.
There is plenty of mud in here
Details on which mushrooms to eat or not to eat
A strangely configured snow fence
Mellow walking throughout
The Autumn Crocus are everywhere
The view up to our right is obscured by clouds
This big hotel and tourist trap is at the end of the motorable road. At the head of the valley is a group of peaks and spires known as the Sesto Sundial. Knowledgable residents are able to judge the time of day based upon the position of the sun's rays among those spires.
The Sesto Sundial is not so sunny today
Almost there
Rifugio Fondo Valle
All that this place serves is sweets, ice cream, and beer; so we pass on that and ride the teeter-totter instead.
A long and difficult loop is available from here, but that is not in today's plan. We head back to the hotel and catch the bus there.
The sky clears up somewhat as we are leaving
§: This walk was very pleasant, but I could not suppress a yearning
for the higher elevations and more exciting trails.
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