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Saturday, March 12, 2011
Vina del Mar and Valparaiso
3/6
Friday, March 11, 2011
Last Day in South America
3/7
Santiago
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Monday, March 7, 2011
Chiloe
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Sunday, March 6, 2011
Helicopter flight over Mt. Tronodor
3/3 Took a walk to the waterfall and past the turbine building where the power for the hotel is produced. Walked to the helicopter for discussion with the pilot. We need another two passengers in order to take us on flight of Mt Tronador. Went back to hotel for lunch where Wayne recruited two, an Australian Gordon and our new friend from Oahu, Chris Jensen. We flew at 3:30 for a spectatular flight over the glaciers, waterfalls and the crater. Miriam was thrilled as she sat in the copilot seat for Imax like view. Transferred to the boat landing for another super clear trip across Lago Todos los Santos to the Petrohue boat landing where we boarded another bus to Puerto Varas and on hotel Bella Vista on Lago LLanquihue. A welcome drink of Pisco Sour (drink made from Grappa). Walked along the shore (15 minute walk, hah) to the Restaurant Alessandro for dinner of mussels and langostinos and pasta. Great salad of smoked salmon and first taste of avocados (talta) which appear to be in every sandwich from now on.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Peulla Chile
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Today we are leaving for the lake crossing to Chile. It is raining as our bus takes us to Puerto Panuelo to board the Turisur to our first stop at Puerto Blest. Very breezy on deck. Most people only stay out for short period. A short bus trip then to Puerto Alegre. The weather starts to clear on the transit from Puerto Alegre to Puerto Frias on a smaller boat. Yet another bus ride over the Andes and the Chilean border. Picture is of us leaving Argentina. This area receives the most rain in all of Argentina, over 160 inches per year. The area is lush with over 30 varieties of ferns. We see several peaks some with snow but Mt Tronador is hiding. The mountain gets it name from the thunder created as ice breaks away from the glacier. We arrive in time to take a canopy excursion directly behind our hotel. As we were the only ones the two man team gave us the royal treatment taking pictures for us with our camera. Miriam took one rough landing but a ice pack and a liquor drink made with chamomile tea put her back on her feet.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Last Leg of the Gran Circuito
3/1 We left San Martin by taking the paved road to Junin de los Andes. This is a real quaint town which appears to cater to retirees. It has several subdivisions with attractive small houses with rose bushes and trees throughout the town. It is also a haven for fishing buffs. The terrain swiftly changed to diverse rock formations which play on ones imagination. The road goes on for many kilometers with no sight of a town and just a few cattle ranches (estancias). We saw a two cowboys (gauchos) rounding up a herd of cattle and several horse running wild. Further along we stopped at Confluencia where the river Limay meets with the Rio Negro. This was like an oasis for us as we were running low on gas by then. This is Wayne signally that we made it safe otherwise we would have needed to flag down the occasional tour buses for help. Arriving back in Bariloche we turned in our car and retreated to the comforts of our hotel, the Design Suites. Wayne however returned to town to buy a needed supply of Bariloche´s famous Mamuscha chocolates.
San Martin
Today we took a trek up the Bandurrias trail to a vantage point where we could observe Lago Lacar from both sides of the mountain, one looking towards San Martin and the other towards Hua Hum and Yuco. Most of the small towns are names from the precolonial indians. After a dusty trek down the mountain we enjoyed our lunch and an afternoon treat of ice cream. Except for Italy's Gelaterias we have never seen so many different flavors. A walk along the shoreline/parque, a performance on the street by Tango dancers from Buenos Aires and a excellent late dinner at the La Tasca restaurant (recommended by our friend Ken Wiffler) ended our day like Argentines at midnight.