March 08, 2009

Chile Patagonia Torres del Paine Stampede

We woke to the sound of thundering hooves across the plains. I pulled open the drapes to see a herd of horses coming straight for our hosteria. They screeched to a halt between two of our buildings to snarf down as much clover growing around our lodge as they could.
In a few minutes a caballero rode up, giving me a sheepish grin before cracking his whip. He and his horses galloped towards a corral I could just make out in the distance.

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