We met for the first time in a disco in Buenos Aires; his legend comes from TORRES DEL PAINE where we met a strange man climbing mountains like a goat.
After this experience, Ruth and I decided to continue our trip with him. But only after he agreed to stop wearing aftershave....
Conclusion : I met a friend, an honest man, a silly guy, a bloody shamrock, and i ll dedicate this master page to him.
