It’s that mystical moment of an unspoiled beautiful world, pure, white and untouched. Snowflakes that land cold on your nose. Unexpectedly sinking half a leg in deep snow. Thick layers lying heavily on tree branches. The sound of fresh, virgin snow under your feet. The silence of a landscape wrapped in a white blanket. To me it’s all magic.
When winter comes to Tierra del Fuego… A fairy tale.