Blizzard + Camping = Blizzamping?
Refugio Italia, Laguna Negra, near San Carlos de Bariloche, Argentina
My first camping experience ever. Hello, 4.5-hour beautiful yet brutal hike up the mountain. Hello, Mr. First Blizzard of the Season. Hello, refugio serving our dinner perched on slippery rocks flanked by an icy lake on one side and a cliff on the other. Because I knew nothing else, I had a blast! A cold and treacherous blast, but a blast at that. I mean, with a view like this how can you complain - even if you can’t feel your entire body? This was the view outside my tent in the morning.
