Nevados de Chillan Round II

So Chillan it was via the train. I rolled in style for a 20 dollar first class train ticket with big seats and a place to plug in.

After getting into Chillan at 11pm I had no plan of what to do...but that's the adventure behind it. I snagged a cab and we went to a hostel with plans of getting back into the same cab in seven hours to make the bus to Las Trancas. The next morning I got the three dollar bus to the best place in Chile. Straight to the best hostel in Trancas, and up to the best ski center in Chile, NO JOKE.

There was a comp going on that week, so for a registration of 80 dollars I got 5 days of skiing and some Chilean barbeque action, although the slopestyle game was not on my mind. I had my eyes set on the summit of Volcan Nevados, a 2000+ vertical peak at about 11,500ft.

At registration I ran in to three Utahers, Julian, Adam, and Jenn.

Us four, Chopo Diaz, Senor Diaz...along with 13 year old shredder Nico explored this amazing mountain from one extreme to the other.

For the next 4 days or so...this was a shred crew. From sunset shooting, to Ziplines (Canopy), to hot springs, to a magestic waterfall, we lived it up.

On our last ski day, Julian, Adam, and myself headed for the sought after summit.

I learned when there are no trees to reference it is hard to gauge how far something is. And damn, these mountains are HUGE! We saw 2 tiny little dots on the side of the last ridge before the face.
Julian said there was now way they could be people cuz that would make that “ridge” enormous. Well they were people, two Irish men moving very slowly.

We made it to the summit and down our lines after taking time for photos in under four hours. The terrain here is endless and even the run back to the resort from our lines was killer.

The next day we headed back to the retro town of Chillan. I made my bus to Pucon thanks to the crew and the car they rented. Which by the way, was a crazy experience of partying with the rental office staff after renting the car. We ended up in a local bar, getting a signed CD of the band, and watching the traditional Quaker dance go down..Wild~

Another late arrival in Pucon in the night with no idea where to go would make for another interesting time for sure...