I have been swimming in an unheated rooftop pool in Buenos Aires for a month (about 40F) so I felt mentally prepared to swim in the lake in Patagonia but it was not to be this morning on my walk but the consolation prize is a too hot pool with killer albeit foggy view from the beautiful hotel with awesome hot sauna. #SpoiledBrat . . . .
I am enjoying the walk around Lago Argentina at sunrise but a bit deflated because I did my calculations on whether I could swim by myself. I found an excellent beach entry/exit, but then I found the skeleton remains of a huge dog. While it was actually kind of beautiful to see, I took it as a really bad sign. Superstitions aside, my phone battery also just died and I was alone with nobody to watch for my safety in freezing temperatures so I abandoned my dream to swim in the lake. Wah! But the consolation is that my hotel has a nice heated pool! .
This is me, with my thinking cap on, calculating whether or not I can jump in the lake and swim with the wild ducks and pink flamingoes. It is only 20 degrees outside and the water has frozen edges and there is nobody else around. My hotel is a good 20 minute walk up the sand dunes. I am planning my entrance and exit as my phone battery dies. My rational mind says, it is not looking good but my body is overriding it and is dying to get in the freezing water. What next ?! . . .