Huella Andina


Graham and I practice our español along the Huella Andina trail to the glacier and river island and back, by way of revamped bridge, something the park crew actively updates while we pass over a ramp with gaping hole to river bottom below.

We are again on a mission to spy the Lehuana, the Mapuche–one of Patagonia’s indigenous peoples–word for grandfather, this one three hundred years old.

As we go, signposts explain forest life, clearly intended for children, and like proud archaeologists, we decode and decipher and decorticate, stringing together words and context clues to understand that alerces and bamboo are partners in symbiosis, along with the water and soil, a home to animals who see us but we don’t see them.

Our picnic lunch of baguette bread and sliced pepperoni and cucumber and tomato and cheese carries us back over the bridge and through the forest, right to camp, happy for a day of outdoor play.






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