Underground wine aging for the Bodega Catena Zapata winery in Mendoza, Argentina
These grapes have just been harvested, and are now being prepared to load into the crusher. Bodega Catena Zapata winery in Mendoza, Argentina
These grapes are about to harvested at the Bodega Catena Zapata winery in Mendoza, Argentina
Here is a closer view showing the various hues of red and purple in the mountains you drive through for hours at a stretch.
This Argentinian gaucho was walking his horse as he passed our parked car.
We passed several corrals filled with goats that provide the family with milk and meat.
The salt flats in Salta are completely dry much of the year, but when it rains in the mountains, the flats are covered with a couple inches of water, giving wonderful reflections.
Another view of the Salt Flats on Salta. This area is mined for salt, and is the main source of salt for Argentina.
Sunrise at the "7 Color Hills" just outside our hotel in Salta.
The local handicraft market had many interesting vendor faces to watch and photograph.
Though these people maintain much of their original dress and customs, they obviously don't mind having modern sun-sensitive eyeglasses.
Some vendors would wander among the tourists, selling hats and trinkets. They would carry the hats on their head in a large stack.
Older vendors, probably too weary to walk around all day, would have stacks of hats behind them in their makeshift stalls.
One of the dozens of falls in the park.
One of the major falls at the park, where boats approach to see the falls from below. Look a the tiny boat below -- it carries 50 tourists plus driver, and is a spec against the power of the falls.
This is one of the falls in the park that you can approach and feel the raw power of all that power. Tourists come with their cameras (and iPods...) to get a photo up close and personal.
There are so many photogenic waterfalls in the park that it is hard to stop at only a couple to show.
Garganta del Diablo is the uppermost waterfall for tourist access at Iguazu Falls.
We spent our last few days in Argentina at Estancia Don Joaquin, which is a "working dude ranch." Our horses stopped here for a drink in the swamp we were riding through.
At the Estancia Don Joaquin, we followed the gauchos as they marked newborn calves by specific cuts in their ears, prior to the annual branding. Here you see the mothers trying to rescue their calves as the gauchos do their marking.
