We were looking at the Salto Grande waterfalls, when an Argentinian tourist asked us about our next destination.
- Well, most likely return to the shelter - you answered without much thought. I nodded silently, thinking there was no better reward than to see those amazing rushing waters coming from Lake Nordenskjöld.
Forgetting that we barely knew each other, the tourist grabbed his head and without much protocol, asked us to reconsider it.
- You must visit Mirador Cuernos! - he insisted, arguing that he had just been there and had never before seen such beautiful mountains. A simple one hour trail separated us from the promising landscape and if we rushed,he said, we would be able to take “calendar pictures”. - I'm telling you, a person who has traveled a lot - rounded off to finally convince us.
And Marcelo, which was the man’s name, was right: the horns of Paine left us speechless. We were able to contemplate the landscape in all its magnitude when we reached the viewpoint that bears its name. We sat on a small wooden bench and watched amazed the three summits that crown the Paine Massif, amazing rock formations sculpted by glacial erosion.
From the viewpoint, we could also marvel with Lake Nordenskjöld and its turquoise waters, the French Valley and the Paine Grande. It was an spectacle that kept us happy for a long time and from which we waked up with a strong gust of wind that almost toppled us to the ground. What a surprise! Not being able to stop from laughing, we took that as a sign and started our way back without first thanking Paine Horns for hosting us and sending us here will the help of our Argentinian friend.