Patagonia was, to put it simply, beautiful. There’s a reason so many avid hikers and climbers return here year after year, and it’s not just because of the incredible workouts you get on the trail. The scenery is something else. I’ve seen no other like it. The water is pure enough to drink from, and yes, it does taste better than any water I’ve ever had before. There are glaciers and ice fields at every turn just waiting to be climbed on. Patagonia is also a fickle place with weather patterns that change constantly. Let’s put it this way: The final day in Torres del Paine, we woke up to nearly clear, blue as can be skies. Soon after, the wind picked up followed by a lightly falling snow. Eventually the wind and snow combined into an all assault of ice and bitter cold before settling back into sunny skies. Soon, the rains came in and mildly fell for a while until the sun won the battle of the weather patterns once more. Not to be outdone by the sunshine, the rain came back in what can only be described as a monsoon meets hurricane meets tornado. Perhaps fives minutes out of the park it was all clear skies once more. That happened in the span of perhaps four hours. Welcome to Patagonia. ;)

Patagonia is a beauty best experienced by pictures, so let’s take a journey where once you go, eat a calafate berry, and fall in love… you immediately start planning your return journey.

Los Glaciares National Park, home to Fitz Roy and the very first glacier siting of our lives.

Cy and me at the Piedras Blancas Glacier after watching a few minor calvings.

That would be me ice climbing in the Viedma Glacier.

Fitz Roy decided to make a brief appearance as we drove from El Chalten to El Calafate.

Perito Merino and it’s vast, vast ice field stretching up into the clouds.

The homes in Puerto Natales, Chile, were typically made from sheet metal and wood. They were then painted in bright, vibrant colors.

Despite our poor luck with the weather, Torres del Paine is one of the best places I’ve ever had the chance to hike.

Torres del Paine giving us the only view of The Horns that we’d ever see, ha.

One side of the Southern Ice Field in Torres del Paine. The mound just below the ice is actually a glacier that has taken rocks from the mountains with it as it slides into the lake below.

That brief period of strong sunshine before the hurricane showed up…

Cape Horn. We were fortunate to come within 2 nautical miles (ships typically must stay 12) because our ship’s expedition leader is friends with this Chilean Navel Base. Lucky us!

They had these beautiful flowers everywhere in Ushuaia in all colors of the rainbow. The multi-colored ones were my favorites.

I don’t even know how to write about Antarctica. There’s really no words to describe the feeling of going to a place so few ever make it to. It is next on my photo dump to-do like, though! I’m itching to go back already and experience it during the current timeframe – more whales and fur seals!

You can view all the honeymoon photos we’ve posted over on our Flickr page!