As we are in a ski resort there is a ski lift available to take people close to the top of the mountain where we had been told that a short walk would bring us to views of some of the mountains in Chili. We decided to start off early and attempt this walk. We had no idea what awaited us but we were interested to see the ski hill and to imagine what it would be like in the winter. Paul especially could imagine the thrill of skiing down what looked to me like very challenging ski runs...
We took a gondola part of the way up the hill and to our delight we saw some Condors below us in valley. (The naturalist who took us on our first walk had told us that Condors are sighted around this mountain, but rarely). We watched them soar through the valley below and felt very lucky to have seen them.
We took a chairlift further up the mountain and we arrived in a bleak and rocky landscape above the tree line.
After a walk...strenuous for me but not so for the rest of my party...we arrived at the summit and there before us was a breathtaking view of the Andes stretching along the Argentinian/Brazilian border. The lakes were a beautiful blue colour against the green of the lower mountains with the rocky high crags higher still. It was remarkable and I had just remarked that the only thing missing was condors flying overhead when more flew by...some in the dist and and others right overhead. It made for a magical moment.