Farellones in Chile.
In my previous blog, I wrote about an adventure sport… Gliding in the air was not enough, so I hit the snow-capped Andes to glide on their descent. It’s winter in Chile right now, the roads were icy and the clouds descended upon the way up to the little ski resort of Farellones which made the experience akin to cruising on cloud number nine!
As I stepped out of the car and into the resort, the first thing I noticed were trails of the people who left their footprints on the snows of time, which made my hike to the peak that much easier. Indeed, we receive guidance on every path in life we choose to tread, from the example set by the brave men who chose to tread it before. But after following those trails for miles, you arrive at a point where they seem to fade away. You’re on your own now.
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