Finally left! Back on the road - feels a little strange to be alone. Well nearly, Mark a cyclist from the Erratic Rock rode the first 20kms and we picked up a local street dog on the edge of town. He followed for about 25kms, long enough for me to start wondering whether this would violate the rules around crossing borders with fresh meat.
Views back towards Puerto Natales.
Starting to climb (view back down road)
Got to Cerro Castillo at the Argentinian border - a small town that seems to exist just to pick up trade from buses passing to Torres del Paine National Park. And be windy. There are 2 hostels - both closed, so I got a lovely pitch for the tent in a tree lined garden behind one of them.