2 Jools in the Bushes is Worth 1 in the Horns

We picked up a French dude called Jools (him famed for adding the French grab-a-stick game to the cake recipe) for an expedition into the beautiful, craggy and icy-cold Torres del Paine National Park, deep in Chilean Patagonia.

I wont spoil the beauty of Torres del Paine (much) by accompanying the pictures with the usual load of tosh (i.e I really can´t be bothered to think up any inappropriate tosh. In fact I´m totally toshed-out and may pass over blog-writing duties to Jools- or maybe you´re not ready for quite that level of tosh?!)

First sighting of the famous Cuernos del Paine (The Horns)

There´s neigh mistaking it - it´s them horns again:


2 Jools in the bushes and one set of horns:

Unidentified Fluffy Objects:


It´s snow joke...

...drastic weather calls for drastic socks-on-hands measures:


Cribbage Update: As the tour reaches the final straight, a late surge from Kev ensures a nailbiting finish to proceedings. Jools 30 Kev 29

Spanish Update: Having had a few weeks for our text-book Spanish to develop and mature, it has grown legs and evolved into a strange sounding brand of Spanglish. We start sentences in Spanish, finish them in English and muddle up all the important verbs and conjugations in the middle. Thankfully "French Jools" is also rather adept in the linguistic art of Spanglish, and the three of us were able to conduct many deep, meaningful and intellectual conversations - here's a brief excerpt from one such verbal spate:
Jools1: Me gustan los arboles en el snow.
Jools2: Si, yo tambien. Me gusta mucha mucha. Ellos son muy bonitos y gnarly.
Kev: Bollockso, a mi, no me gustan los arboles con snow. Yo prefiero cerveza.
Jools1: Buf!
Jools2: Zut alors!
Kev: Och, ah cannae be arsed wi' all this tosh...