25.02.2012 - 25.02.2012 15 °C
Never act in haste my dad would always say....such wise words readers and if only I’d paid more attention. Once again in a moment of male bravado I had accepted Chris’ bet and committed myself to run the 7 hour return Glacier Grey walk in the Torres Del Paine National park. Trying to convince myself that the training would come in handy, especially with the Cape Town ‘2 Oceans’ Marathon looming on the horizon, I now had 3 hours to regret those words! How hard can a 22Km route be to a ‘big roughty toughty man (as Leigh puts it with a sly smirk) like me who’s run a few marathons....well for starters those were on the flat and didn’t involve clambering up and down 50 m rock faces or getting lost on false trails which had been ravaged in the recent bush fire that devastated the area. In all honesty if it wasn’t for the image of sausages and hamburgers sizzling over an open fire (our evenings promised BBQ) I’d never had made it. Later as I sunk back into my seat on the 30 minute ferry ride back across Lago Pehoe little did I realise that my adventure was far from over. Upon arrival I was greeted by the familiar sight of Jimmy (our driver) but Gus was not to be found.....”Fancy a run back”? he quipped (with his Comrades Ultra Marathon a few months away he too had seen a golden opportunity)...seeing that I had no other option apart from hitching a lift from a passing condor we trundled off on our 7km return leg.....to console myself all I could think of was those sausages!