Torres del Paine, Chile
hiking, glaciers, wildlife, big skies
Puerto Natales
Snow
Today is road and admin, and that is fine. The run north from Punta Arenas takes about three hours on Ruta 9, flat open pampa most of the way, so take a window seat and watch the fence lines for guanaco and the odd ñandú. Puerto Natales itself is small enough to cross on foot in twenty minutes. The afternoon has one fixed point, the 3 p.m. trek talk at Erratic Rock, a free briefing that has become the standard orientation for anyone walking into Torres del Paine. It covers current trail conditions, water and how the camp bookings actually work, which is worth more than anything printed because it changes week to week. Rental shops nearby can fill the gaps in your kit afterwards. Then the Costanera at last light, and a proper bed at Hotel Costaustralis before the trail starts.
Layers for the bus. The pampa can be bright and cold at the same time and the coach runs warm. Nothing to reserve for the trek talk, just turn up ten minutes early because the seats go. Buy your trail food and gas canisters here rather than in the park, where the choice is thin and the prices climb. Ask the hotel desk to hold a bag of town clothes while you walk, since nearly every place in Natales does this for nothing. Book park entry and every camp or refugio online before you arrive, because walk-up spaces effectively no longer exist.
Nothing today needs wheels. The bus terminal sits on the edge of town, a quarter of an hour from the water. Erratic Rock to the Costanera boardwalk is about four minutes on foot, and the boardwalk to the hotel another fifteen. Sunset lands close to 7 p.m. at this time of year, so there is no need to rush any of it.
The town runs on trekker time. Gear shops, hostels and some kitchens set their hours around the park buses and the 3 p.m. talk, so do your errands in the middle of the day. Cards work in most places, though a few rental shops and kiosks still want Chilean pesos in cash. At the north end of the Costanera stands a small monument to the milodón, a nod to the cave you will visit on the way out on day seven. One thing worth checking before you leave town. Late August sits right at the start of the season, and some refugios, buses and the Lago Pehoé catamaran only wind up properly in September, so confirm your sailings and beds rather than assuming.
Bus from Punta Arenas
The road link between Punta Arenas and Puerto Natales, about 250 km of Ruta 9 across the Magallanes steppe, covered by frequent coaches and airport shuttles.
Erratic Rock 3 p.m. trek talk
A daily 3 p.m. talk for trekkers, run free of charge out of the Erratic Rock hostel in Puerto Natales, covering the practicalities of walking the W and the O.
Costanera boardwalk, Seno Ultima Esperanza
The waterfront promenade in Puerto Natales, running along Seno Última Esperanza, a fjord that reaches inland from the Pacific channels.
Hotel Costaustralis
A full-service hotel on the Puerto Natales waterfront, with a distinctive slate-clad tower, used mainly by walkers on either side of a Torres del Paine trek.
Glaciar Grey
Snow
Two hours of road, half an hour of boat, then the trail proper. The bus leaves Puerto Natales early and runs north on Ruta 9 before turning in at the Laguna Amarga gate, where everyone piles out to have park tickets checked. Somewhere on that plain the massif comes up out of nothing. From the Pudeto dock the catamaran crosses Lago Pehoé to Paine Grande in about thirty minutes, with the Cuernos off one side the whole way. Paine Grande is the largest hub on the W, so refill, eat something, then head west on the eleven kilometres to Refugio Grey. The trail runs along a ridge with nothing to break the wind, which is rather the point of it. You get Lago Grey below you, and the icebergs, long before you reach the hut.
Book the catamaran before you leave town, and book Refugio Grey months before that. Have the park entry QR ready on your phone with a screenshot as backup, because the signal at Laguna Amarga is unreliable. Put the wind shell on from the boat onwards rather than digging for it later on the ridge. Water from the streams along the W is drinkable untreated in most places, and the hut staff will tell you which ones to skip that week. Poles earn their keep today.
Bus to Pudeto, boat to Paine Grande, feet after that. Paine Grande to Refugio Grey is about eleven kilometres and takes most walkers three and a half to four hours with a pack, with Mirador Lago Grey roughly two thirds of the way along. There is no road, no shortcut and no phone signal on this arm, so leave the hub with daylight in hand.
Two operators run the beds inside the park and they do not share a booking system. Vértice has Paine Grande and Grey; Las Torres Patagonia has Chileno, Los Cuernos and the eastern hotels. Fires are the sore subject here. Two of the park's worst burns, in 2005 and again in 2011, were started by trekkers, and thousands of hectares of lenga forest have not grown back. Stoves only in the marked cooking shelters, no open flame anywhere, and the rangers will act on it.
Bus to Pudeto, Torres del Paine
The morning park bus from Puerto Natales, stopping at the Laguna Amarga ranger gate before finishing at Pudeto on Lago Pehoé, where the catamaran leaves.
Pudeto to Paine Grande catamaran
The passenger catamaran between the Pudeto dock and Refugio Paine Grande, the only scheduled crossing of Lago Pehoé and the usual start of the W from the west.
Refugio Paine Grande
A large refugio, campsite and kiosk on the shore of Lago Pehoé beneath Cerro Paine Grande, run by Vértice Patagonia and reachable only by boat or on foot.
Mirador Lago Grey
A ridge viewpoint on the western arm of the W, looking north up Lago Grey to the glacier front and the icebergs drifting away from it.
Refugio Grey
A refugio and campsite above the eastern shore of Lago Grey, close to the glacier front, run by Vértice Patagonia.
Glaciar Grey
Snow
An out-and-back before lunch, then the long walk south. North of Refugio Grey the trail climbs hard for about an hour to the viewpoint above the glacier, where you finally see the whole thing running back into the ice field. Carry on a little further and you reach the suspension bridges strung over the gorges, one walker at a time, which is where most people turn round. Back at the hut for an early lunch, with the option of getting out on the water among the bergs if the wind allows. Then eleven kilometres to Paine Grande with the afternoon gusts on your shoulder.
Go early. The wind on Lago Grey builds through the day and the boat and kayak trips are the first things cancelled, so if you want one, ask at the desk the night before and take the earliest slot. On the bridges, tighten your hip belt, keep both hands free and do not stop in the middle for a photograph. Sunglasses are not vanity here, the glare off the ice is real. Refill at the hut before you set off south, since the streams on the ridge are fewer than you remember from yesterday.
All of it on foot. The mirador and the first bridges are an hour to ninety minutes north of Refugio Grey, so a comfortable three hours there and back with stops. The return to Paine Grande is the same eleven kilometres you walked yesterday, three and a half hours or so, and it feels longer because the wind is usually in your face. Anything north of the bridges belongs to the O circuit and is a full day's commitment.
Glaciar Grey pours off the Southern Patagonian Ice Field, the largest body of ice in the southern hemisphere outside Antarctica, spread across the border between Chile and Argentina. The pass above you, Paso John Gardner, is the high point of the O circuit and part of the reason the O runs in one direction only. Everyone comes down over it rather than up. Anyone you meet stepping off those bridges has been walking for the better part of a week and will happily tell you about it.
Mirador Grey & suspension bridges
A viewpoint and a series of suspension bridges on the trail north of Refugio Grey, giving the full length of Glaciar Grey and the gorges that drain into the lake.
Refugio Grey
The lakeside hub at Glaciar Grey, doubling as the departure point for the glacier boat trips, kayak outings and guided walks on the ice itself.
Refugio Paine Grande
The western hub of the W on Lago Pehoé, with dormitories, camping, a kiosk and the dock for the Pudeto catamaran.
Valle del Frances
Snow
The middle arm of the W, and the one people talk about afterwards. You start along the lakeshore, drop the heavy pack at the free camp at the mouth of the valley, and climb into a gorge with a hanging glacier on the wall opposite. Sit down at the first viewpoint and wait. Every so often a slab lets go, and the sound reaches you a few seconds after the snow does. Higher up, the valley opens into a ring of black-capped towers with names like the Sword and the Shark's Fin. Then it is back down, pick up the pack, and east along Lago Nordenskjöld to a hut sitting directly under the Cuernos.
Start early and take the turnaround time seriously. Rangers close the upper valley in strong wind or low cloud, and it is a judgement call rather than a timetable, so ask at Italiano before you go up. Carry water, food and a shell, and leave the rest with the packs. There is no shelter above Italiano, none at all, and no water on the last stretch. Book dinner at Los Cuernos when you book the bed, because a walk-in meal depends on what the kitchen has left.
Paine Grande to Campamento Italiano is around seven and a half kilometres of easy lakeside trail, two to two and a half hours. Italiano up to Mirador Británico is five and a half kilometres each way with a fair amount of climbing and boulder-hopping, so allow four to five hours return, less if you stop at Mirador Francés and turn back there. From Italiano east to Refugio Los Cuernos is another five and a half kilometres, mostly flat with a couple of short scrambles.
The pale rock in the Cuernos is granite that pushed up underneath older, darker sedimentary layers around twelve million years ago, which is why the mountains look as though they have been dipped upside down in ink. The names in the valley come from climbing expeditions, and Italiano, Francés and Británico were camps long before they were viewpoints. Cloud sits on this valley more than anywhere else on the W, so if you get a clear hour at the top, take it rather than waiting for better.
Campamento Italiano
A free CONAF campsite at the confluence of the Río del Francés and Lago Nordenskjöld, at the entrance to Valle del Francés, used mainly as a pack drop.
Mirador Frances
A viewpoint partway up Valle del Francés, facing the hanging glacier on the eastern flank of Cerro Paine Grande across a deep gorge.
Mirador Britanico
The upper viewpoint at the head of Valle del Francés, ringed by the Cuernos, Cerro Catedral, Aleta de Tiburón, Espada, Hoja, Máscara, Fortaleza and Escudo.
Refugio Los Cuernos
A refugio with cabins on the northern shore of Lago Nordenskjöld, directly below the Cuernos del Paine, run by Las Torres Patagonia.
Refugio Chileno
Snow
The gentle day, relatively speaking. The trail follows Lago Nordenskjöld east, close enough to the water for most of it that you can watch the rock flour turn it that odd opaque turquoise, with the Cuernos over your shoulder for hours. By early afternoon you reach the eastern hub at Hotel Las Torres, which after four days of hut food feels faintly absurd. A restaurant, tablecloths, a shop, hot plates of things. Eat properly. Then turn north into the Ascencio valley and climb to Refugio Chileno, a couple of hours up, which is what makes tomorrow's alarm bearable.
Charge everything at the welcome centre, since it is the last reliable power before the towers. Order tomorrow's breakfast bag when you check in at Chileno, and ask what time the kitchen opens if you plan to leave at half four. Book Chileno as early as you possibly can. It is the smallest place on the trek and the first to sell out. The zigzag at the entrance to the Ascencio valley is the windiest stretch of the whole route, so put the shell on before you start it rather than halfway up.
Los Cuernos to Hotel Las Torres is around eleven kilometres, four to five hours, undulating rather than hard. There is a variant that cuts inland and misses the lake, and it is not worth taking unless the weather is foul. From the welcome centre up to Chileno is roughly five kilometres with about three hundred metres of climbing, and most people take two hours over it. Horses work the same path, so step to the uphill side and let them go by.
The lake is named after Otto Nordenskjöld, the Swedish geologist who worked this region in the 1890s and whose Antarctic ship was later crushed by pack ice. The ground on this side of the park is not park at all. It belongs to Estancia Cerro Paine, a working sheep and cattle farm that was here before the park was drawn around it. That explains a good deal about the eastern side: the horses, the fences, the hotel, and the fact that supplies reach Chileno on the hoof rather than by helicopter.
Mirador Lago Nordenskjold
A viewpoint over Lago Nordenskjöld, the long glacier-fed lake on the southern side of the massif, coloured an opaque turquoise by suspended rock flour.
Hotel Las Torres welcome center
The eastern hub of Torres del Paine, a hotel, welcome centre and trailhead on Estancia Cerro Paine, where the walk to the towers begins.
Refugio Chileno
A small refugio and campsite in the Ascencio valley, around 450 m up, run by Las Torres Patagonia and the highest place to sleep on the way to the towers.
Mirador Las Torres
Drizzle
The alarm goes at four and it is worth it. From Chileno the trail climbs through lenga forest in the dark, then out onto a moraine where the last kilometre becomes a boulder field that slows everyone to a shuffle. You come over the lip and the three towers are standing above a green glacial lagoon, and for roughly twenty minutes at first light the granite goes deep red from the bottom up. Then it fades, the wind finds you, and everybody starts down. The descent takes most of the rest of the morning, and by early afternoon you are showered, in clean clothes, with the towers behind you.
Gloves and a hat, not just a jacket. Sitting still at nine hundred metres before dawn is far colder than the walking suggests, and the wait at the top is the coldest part of the trip. Carry spare head torch batteries, because a boulder field in the dark is no place to be sharing a light. Leave the big pack at Chileno and collect it on the way down. Be honest about the weather too. If the sky is socked in, the alpenglow will not happen, and a later start in daylight is simply the better trip.
Chileno to the mirador is about four kilometres with four hundred and fifty metres of climbing, roughly two hours up and more in the dark. Coming back down to Chileno takes an hour and a half, and from there down to Hotel Las Torres another two hours or so. There is one route, marked with posts through the boulders, and at five in the morning those markers matter more than any map.
The towers are what the park sells itself on, and they were earned the hard way. The Central Tower was first climbed in 1963 by Chris Bonington and Don Whillans, who sat out weeks of storm in a shelter Whillans knocked together from packing crates, an improvisation that became the box tent climbers used for years afterwards. The lower forest is puma country, which is worth knowing rather than worrying about. They hunt guanaco at dawn and dusk and want nothing to do with a line of head torches.
Refugio Chileno
The pre-dawn departure point for the towers, a hut beside the Río Ascencio in the valley of the same name.
Mirador Las Torres
The viewpoint at roughly 900 m looking across a glacial lagoon at the three granite towers, Torre Sur, Torre Central and Torre Norte, the tallest reaching around 2,500 m.
Hotel Las Torres
The hotel at the eastern trailhead, on Estancia Cerro Paine, and the usual end point for walkers finishing the W from west to east.
Puerto Natales
Partly cloudy
A slow way out. The shuttle drops you at the Laguna Amarga gate, and the last of the park is steppe rather than mountains, guanaco standing about on the grass with a condor working the ridge above. Then south towards Puerto Natales with a stop at Cueva del Milodón, a cavern some two hundred metres deep where a piece of giant ground sloth hide was found in 1895 and set off a hunt for a living one. Back in town there is time for centolla on the waterfront, the king crab Puerto Natales runs on, before the afternoon bus down to Punta Arenas.
Buy the Punta Arenas bus ticket the day before, or online, since the afternoon departures fill with people doing exactly what you are doing. The cave has an entrance fee paid at the gate and takes about an hour including the walk up from the car park. It is cold inside and colder in the wind outside, so do not pack the fleece at the bottom of the bag. If you are flying out of PUQ, anything after eight in the evening leaves a sane buffer. An afternoon flight means skipping the cave.
A shuttle runs from the hotel down to the Laguna Amarga gate, where the Puerto Natales buses stop. Most transfers heading back to town will drop at the cave if you arrange it in advance, otherwise it is a short taxi or a half-day tour from Puerto Natales, about twenty five kilometres out on the road north. The bus to Punta Arenas takes three hours and finishes at the terminal in town, though some services will set you down at the airport turning if you ask the driver when you board.
The sloth is a bigger deal here than the cave's size suggests. The 1895 find was well enough preserved that newspapers in Europe and North America funded expeditions in the hope the animal was still alive somewhere in the cordillera. It was not. Centolla is the other local obsession, picked by hand, expensive even here, and worth ordering properly rather than in a sandwich. Ask whether it came in fresh. The answer is usually honest, and it changes what you should order.
Laguna Amarga park exit
The eastern entrance to Torres del Paine, a CONAF ranger station beside a shallow alkaline lagoon, where park buses pick up and set down.
Cueva del Milodon
A vast cavern about 25 km north of Puerto Natales, cut into conglomerate rock, where remains of the extinct giant ground sloth Mylodon darwinii were found.
Costanera lunch, Puerto Natales
The waterfront restaurants along the Costanera in Puerto Natales, where the local speciality is centolla, the southern king crab caught in the surrounding fjords.
Bus to Punta Arenas
The return coach from Puerto Natales to Punta Arenas, the regional capital on the Strait of Magellan and the site of the area's international airport.
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