The end of our adventure...

Every coffee table book of Argentina includes a pic of Mount Fitz Roy in Chalten right near Calafate, so I will too  (especially as it took me 3 days to get it due to obscuring clouds and rain)..

Time to head home...We passed through tourist haven Bariloche on the way back north, with Dave's nose for great bars finding this little hip hostel (Hostel Patanuk) on the lake shore tucked between the high rise hotels....

From Bariloche, we took our first plane ride of the trip... I am kinda proud of going the overland way for most of this journey...Paul Theroux's sentiments regarding a slow approach to destinations does hold true (although I did whine a bit after a 12 hour bus ride or two).

Here's the lake of Bariloche with the Andes and Chile fading in the distance...

and bam! after the lake ...flat brown for miles.  But brown is so boring I had to tweak colors just a bit..

so after an hour of brown, we came into Perito Moreno and Los Antiguos...

They have water from a big lake that is channeled to each farm plot...the area is famous for its fruits and berries, and every plot was surrounded by Lombardy poplars to cut down the constant WIND..

We liked hanging out in Los Antiguos after all the glitz of Bariloche and Calafate..People seemed to have a good time doing their thing without alot of tourists to cater to.

And they had great carefully prepared food too.