Through the heart of Patagonia . on of the River Leona was also could not then guess how glad we should one day be to reachthe haven of that river mouth. Beyond the lake, and partly sur-rounding it, the Cordillera raised their jagged line of peaks againstthe sky. From the bases upwards towards the higher altitudesthe mountains were black with forests. Three large icebergsfioated on the water at the farther side, one of which had driftedinto shallows near the shore. No sign of life was to be observedanywhere in the great hollow stretching beneath us. To my mind Argentino is a far mor
Through the heart of Patagonia . on of the River Leona was also could not then guess how glad we should one day be to reachthe haven of that river mouth. Beyond the lake, and partly sur-rounding it, the Cordillera raised their jagged line of peaks againstthe sky. From the bases upwards towards the higher altitudesthe mountains were black with forests. Three large icebergsfioated on the water at the farther side, one of which had driftedinto shallows near the shore. No sign of life was to be observedanywhere in the great hollow stretching beneath us. To my mind Argentino is a far more beautiful lake than BuenosAires. After a long look we began to descend into the lower landby a sharp cleft that led down into a deep canadon. It was, owingto a recent landslip, a nasty piece of travelling, and the horses,disliking it, broke back more than once, the Zaino ^z^t/t? taking thelead as usual. Emerging from this cleft we came on one of Natures the side of the slope was a guanaco, fallen (when I first n. Q < O o 5o X. 6 2
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