Inspired by yesterdays retreat I wrote a blog post ...
We were at 1,276 meters on Loma de Pliege Tumbado, a spot Iād called my favourite viewpoint in all of Patagonia. We had sweated for five hours to get here for this overnight bivouac. Sunset was in three hours. It was cold and winds were building. And now, my wife was offering me a way out, sealed with a single, magical word: Malbec.
"OK," I said. "Let's go."
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