Like a temple to the ice queen these spyres of ancient water adorn the ice field, a forbidding environment rendering the mountains in this area virtually inaccessible.
Perito Moreno Glacier, a massively powerful chunk of water that continues to grow and cleave the landscape in its image. A force to behold, as it constantly thrusts its weight upon its furthest extrimities and exfoliates massive chunks of ice into the pristine waters of the lake.
"Is that all you have to throw at me, you sorry sirons of snow and ice!" The morning after the deluge I pathfind through pristine Patagnonian powder towards my exit from the Torres.
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