Seron to Acampar los Perros

Since we had sort of lost a day when we had to stay an additional night between Italiano and Los Torres, at the Hotel (which was good because it was already a very long and hard day with stopping at the hotel - so it was good that we didn't have to continue up that same day to Los Torres), we wanted to make up a day and the only possibility was today. It was a relative flat piece of trekking for the beginning until we would get to Dickson - which would normally be the target for the day. We decided to try to push on to Campiemento Los Perros which would be another couple of km but it would go uphill.
This meant again getting up early to get an early start.
We set out just while the sun was coming up and lit the dry corn fields (not really fields but wild meadows) into a golden light. We passed over the first and pass where the wind was very strong. So strong in fact that we could lean into the wind at 20 degrees without falling over (with the backpack on the back).
It was a good walk, quite a bit of distance but we were pretty quick and arrived at lunchtime at Dickson.
Surrounded by water, mountains and glaciers this would have been a great place for a longer rest or even a night (aside from being overrun by mosquitoes) but we had to move on.
The path now lead through a thick forest going steep up. It was a 400m increase up to 640m and took a good while to get there.
On the last couple of km we passed by impressive moraines and glaciers until we finally reached the Camp.
We were exhausted and very happy to have arrived. After 10 minutes of doing nothing and looking up into the sky through the trees it was time to set up the tent again.
This place even sold beer: 3 cans for 10000 Peso but even better than that was our second round of Fajitas. This time we had even acquired some garlic which we fried and added to the culinary delight. Again, all the people around us got jealous when they smelled our feast sizzling in the pan.
Milan and Lindsey had also made the long trip from Seron over Dickson to Los Perros and we were reunited and had another good evening of chatting and drinking tea. Here it is worth mentioning that the water we cooked the tea with was not clear at all. It had been taken straight from the moraine and was full of minerals and looked quite bad, but all the other people used it for cooking so we thought it should be alright. It did not much impact the taste of the tea and I am still able to write this, so it seems to have been fine.
To prevent tomorrows sore muscled I spread some of my lovely tiger balm I had carried with me for just such occurrences.
It felt good and I strongly believe it has helped prevent the sore muscles in the morning.
Soon it was time to head over to the tent and get some kip.