Touring Chile’s Lake District

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The drive from San Martin de Los Andes to Pucon was another breathtaking ride. Looking out the bus window we were treated to either lakes, forests, or the towering Andes. We also had to cross Lanín National Park which offered us amazing views of the Lanín volcano. The volcanos in this region lived up the stories we had been told, that these volcanos were the epitome of what a volcano should look like. Perfectly shaped slopes, a complete cone, and light dusting of snow at the top.

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One of the most impressive border crossings in the world

 

To make the journey from San Martin de Los Andes to Pucon we had to cross the border from Argentina back into Chile. After our last 9 hour border crossing we were a bit weary of borders. This one, however, was a relative breeze. They had separate lines for buses and we were through both checkpoints within an hour.

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Pucon with the iconic Volcano Villarica framing the town

 

The presence of volcanos throughout the Lake District in Chile meant the area was full of natural hot springs. We asked the nice lady who ran our hostal if she knew of the prices and if she had any suggestions of which of the many springs to go to. She told us it depended completely on our preference, that the hot springs ranged from high end resorts to rustic natural pools. We decided as long as they had hot water and weren’t too expensive we would be happy. She referred us to one of her favorite spots, about 45 minutes outside of town and explained how to get there on a bus. We decided to go to the hot springs the next day and go rafting the day after that.

The one piece of advice that the woman who ran the hostal gave to us was don’t leave Pucon before 10 am and don’t come back between 7 and 9 pm. We were still at the tail end of peak season and the two lane roads surrounding the town tended to get very congested causing a 45 minute drive to take hours. We waited until early afternoon to leave for the hot springs so we made decent time getting there. We were excited to sit and soak in the hot water after a few very long bus rides. When we bought our tickets to enter a guide told us that the pools ranged in temperature getting progressively warmer as you went down the hill, with the exception of the first pool which was the hottest. We decided to try them in order from coolest to hottest to find the one that suited us the best. The first pool was slightly warm but definitely not hot so we decided to bypass it and continue to the second pool. The second, third and fourth pools turned out to be almost the same temperature, which is to say, not particularly hot. At this point we were slightly concerned, but hopeful that the last pool would be quite a bit warmer than the others. As luck would have it this pool was gloriously warm and we spent our entire time at the hot springs in that one pool.

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Our favorite hot springs sign. Fortunately the actual hot spring was more comfortable than depicted on the sign

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After several hours of relaxation we changed back into our clothes and headed out to the road to catch the bus. We had carefully planned our departure so that it would get us back to town before the evening congestion picked up. Unfortunately, the bus to take us back to Pucon was about a half hour late to arrive, and it was so full that we ended up having to stand. Normally this would not be a big deal but this bus ended up being jammed to capacity and by the time we got to the main road to Pucon traffic was at a standstill. Our driver decided that it would be better for us to turn around and take some country dirt roads and bypass much of the congestion. We ended up driving for over an hour on the dirt roads and ultimately picked up the main road very close to town. We aren’t sure in the end how much time we saved, but we both agreed we would rather be driving out of the way than sitting in traffic that wasn’t moving.

The next day we were very excited to go white water rafting, which we hadn’t done since our adventures in Costa Rica. The tour company promised us two small waterfalls and some exciting class 4+ rapids on our trip. After a short shuttle ride from town we were dropped off at a camp site to get our gear and meet our rafting guides. After a few changes of gear (we were both given wet suites that did not fit us) we piled back into the shuttle to head a few miles up the road to where we would enter the river. Here we divided the 36 passengers into 6 groups with their respective guides. Our guide turned out to be a Colorado native who has worked on rivers all over the Americas. It was a good thing that our guide was experienced because other than us, nobody in our raft had ever gone white water rafting before. Normally most people don’t choose their first rafting trip on rivers with class 4+ rapids, but the company didn’t stop them so there we were. On our first rapid our guide quickly learned that this was going to be interesting as everyone other than the two of us stopped paddling when we hit the rapid. For those of you who haven’t gone rafting before it would be like driving your car through a forest but taking your hands off the steering wheel. We managed not to flip the boat or get stuck on any rocks and after the rapid the guide took some extra time to explain how to paddle in rapids, and the importance of doing so. All in all we had a great time rafting down the river and managed not to have any major incidents. We think our guide may have been a little more stressed than he would normally have been but he was still making jokes as we went so we think he had a good time as well.

From Pucon we planned to stop into another lake town called Villarica and explore for half a day before getting on another bus to go to our next destination: Puerto Montt. Unfortunately, when we arrived into Villarica and found the other bus terminal (the one we arrived to did not have service to Puerto Montt) we were told that there were no seats available to Puerto Montt that day. As we discussed what to do, the bus ticket agent informed us that we could get a bus to Osorno (a town a few hours out of the way) and then from there catch another bus that would take us to Puerto Montt. The only downside was that the extra connection and going out of our way meant that if we wanted to get to Puerto Montt before it got too late we would need to take the next bus to Osorno, which left much sooner than we anticipated. We decided we really didn’t have any other options so we booked our tickets, then went for a quick walk to explore the town and see the lake before getting on our bus and continuing on our way to Puerto Montt.

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 All told the trip to Puerto Montt from Pucon should take us about 12 hours, which even with the added detour is not too bad for us veteran bus travelers.

 

Touring Argentina’s Lake District

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Perhaps we are getting used to these ultra-long bus rides. The 19 hours we spent on the bus traveling from Mendoza to Bariloche didn’t seem so bad. That isn’t to say that we actually enjoy them, there are countless other ways we should rather spend our time but they don’t seem quite as horrible as they did a few months ago.

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One of the many stunning views we were treated to on our bus ride as we approached the lake district

 

We hadn’t anticipated visiting Bariloche this early in our travels but cutting out our return trip through Santiago due to road closures meant that we needed to travel south through Argentina instead of Chile. Bariloche is a lakefront town of 113,000 people, with German influences around every turn. The whole town is filled with housing and buildings that look like they came straight out of a European chalet. It was very beautiful and we could only imagine what it must look like during the winter with a dusting of snow.

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As San Franciscaners (Yes Kevin still claims to be from SF) we had to take a photo of Bariloche’s equivalent of Lombard Street

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We decided to only spend a few days in Bariloche knowing we would circle back around to it again in a couple of weeks before heading down to Patagonia. We spent some of our time walking around the lake as well as exploring the town. We also took a bus to a nearby ski resort town to hike up into the mountains. The hike took us from the Catedral ski resort up to Refugio Frey, a lake and camping area popular with climbers for the towering rock faces that surrounded the lake.

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It was a beautiful hike full of fields of bright yellow flowers and sweeping views. We ate a picnic lunch once we reached the lake. We ended up getting caught up in a conversation with other tourists when we were about to head down the mountain, so when we began our descent based on our initial estimates we unfortunately came up a bit short on time. We had checked the bus schedule before we started the hike so we knew when we needed to be back at the resort. About a mile and half before the base we realized we wouldn’t make it in time to make our bus, so we set off running. We rounded the last bend in the trail a full 10 minutes before the bus was scheduled to leave. Unfortunately, this was just in time to see the bus pulling away from the stop and heading down the road. In all of our months in South America, this was an anomaly. Bus don’t leave early. Sometimes they leave very very late but they never leave early. So sweaty and out of breath we wandered over to the ski lodge and sat down at one of the cafeteria tables to wait for the next bus. There was supposed to be a bus in another hour, but as providence would have it, this bus wasn’t early. It wasn’t even on time. It fianally pulled up to the bus stop 40 minutes late, which combined with the other bus leaving early provided us with a nice long wait to get back to town. Oh well, it was still a stunning hike and we made it back to Bariloche safely at the end of the day.dsc00815-01

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From Bariloche we caught a bus that took us along a road known as the 7 lakes drive. As the name would suggest, it was a beautiful winding route that took us from Bariloche north to San Martin de Los Andes, circling around seven lakes as we passed.

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dsc09988-01We could have filled an entire blog post with just pictures of the beautiful scenery from our bus ride along the seven lakes drive

Before we left Bariloche we had tried to find a hostel in San Martin de Los Andes. We knew we were traveling near the end of summer and high tourist season but it still seemed a little odd that the tiny mountain town was so packed. As we lugged our backpacks around San Martin searching for a place to stay we kept noticing a lot of fit-looking people in running shoes and sporty clothing. This area was known for hiking and adventure sports so we didn’t think to much of it at first. We finally found a hostel with a few vacant bunks and were ecstatic to change into shorts and flip flops. We dropped our bags and took off to explore the town.

When we made it to the lake we saw a large stage being set up and what looked like the finish line to a race. As we walked towards the stage we saw a large sign saying El Crucero, but we had no idea what this was. When we got to the stage construction we saw a guy setting up a sound system and asked him about the event. He told us it was a race around the area, but didn’t have a lot of specifics for us. When we got back to the hostel that evening Lisa met a couple who were in town to run the race and discovered it was a 3 day, 100 km race though the Andes and around the lake. The race started and finished in San Martin de Los Andes but drew runners from all over the world. It was broken into three waves with around 1,000 people starting each morning for three consecutive days. The fact that it was a race week explained a lot about why there were so many people in town this late in summer and why it was so challenging for us to find a place to stay.

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Our time in San Martin was much like our time in Bariloche, we spent most days walking either around town or in nearby nature reserves. One day we hiked to one of the two miradors (view points) and were rewarded with aerial views of the town as well as as a great view of the lake for miles.

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The beach at San Martin de los Andes

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We both love making friends on our hikes

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The coffee shop near the vista point was closed, but it was still a beautiful spot to have our picnic lunch

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Another day we went to Lanín park where we hiked to a waterfall and a beach along one of the lakes. We were told at the information center in town that there were two buses in the evening to take us from the park back to San Martin, but when we arrived in the morning to the park the rangers said that there was only one bus and it left at 8 pm.

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We arrived back from our hike around 4:30 pm and didn’t want to wait for 3+ hours for the 8pm bus, so we started walking back towards town, hoping to get a ride hitch hiking (hitch hiking is very normal and not dangerous in much of South America). We walked for about a kilometer before we arrived at the ferry dock and we decided to double check the price of the ferry before continuing our hitch hiking adventure. As we had suspected the ferry was way out of our price range, but we decided to stop for a cup of coffee at the restaurant next to the dock. We ordered 2 cups of coffee and didn’t double check the price before… I mean it’s instant coffee, how much could it realistically cost? It turns out it can cost quite a bit as we received our $6 bill for two small instant coffees (I know if you are reading this in the states that might sound reasonable, but a package of instant coffee here costs about a dime and we are on a tight budget). After paying our tab we resumed walking (44km to go to reach San Martin) with the hopes of getting picked up soon and not having to wait for the bus to pass to get back to town. We ended up walking for about an hour before a nice local man stopped and picked us up, and then stopped again about 100 yards down the road to pick up another couple that was hitch hiking. We spent the 45 minutes driving back to town talking with our driver and the other hitch hikers that we had picked up.

From San Martin de Los Andes we will continue exploring the Lake District but on the Chilean side of the border, starting in the town of Pucon. The bus should take us about 3.5  hours to get there from San Martin, not including the time to cross the border.

 

Mendoza

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After spending 21 hours on a bus (see our last post for our adventure getting from Santiago to Mendoza) we decided we would take a couple days to relax and enjoy everything Mendoza had to offer. Our main reason for coming to Mendoza was to explore the wine country and try some of the Malbecs that have made this region famous. We looked into different options for visiting the wineries, but as hiring a private driver is expensive and renting a car and traveling on your own is difficult because most of the wineries need reservations, we decided to do a tour one day and then go on a hop-on-hop-off wine bus the next day.

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One of the many plazas in Mendoza

 

The wine tour took us to two wineries and an olive oil farm. We were the only two English speakers on the tour so even though we traveled with the group we were given private tasting with a separate host at each location. We visited Domiciano, Pasrai (the olive farm), and Cavas de Don Arturo. Overall, it was a great introduction to the Mendoza region.DSC09791-01DSC09801-01DSC09773-01

DSC09774-01The next day we took the wine bus to a slightly different section of wineries. We were provided with a list of winery stops, what each winery was known for, what you could taste, and the cost of the tasting fee. We could choose 4 stops, giving us around an hour to and hour and a half at each location. Several of the locations also offer gourmet meals with beautiful views of the Argentian country side. We, however, have not been traveling on a gourmet budget. Because we are trying to make our money stretch over an 8 month timeframe we decided to bring a picnic. Unfortunately, the wineries were not excited about their guests having a picnic and not partaking in their gourmet cuisine. Our guides informed us that we would have to ride back to Mendoza in the bus, have our lunch there, then ride back with the afternoon wine tour. Our guide was very apologetic and told us that it was out of his hands. We had our bread and avocado on a park bench in Mendoza before visiting the two afternoon winery stops.  The wineries we chose to visit were: Dominio del Plata, Terrazas, Septima, and Penedo Borges.

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We enjoyed visiting the Argentinean wineries and exploring Mendoza and we are now ready to hop on another bus for 19 hours to head to Bariloche and explore the lake districts of Chile and Argentina.

 

Santiago – Hanging out in the Capital

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DSC09633-01Santiago is a city of 5.1 million people. It has wide sidewalks, many walking streets, an efficient subway system, countless parks, museums, sculpture gardens, and outdoor cafes. We rented a small studio apartment just south of downtown that had a rooftop terrace with an amazing view. We spent our days in Santiago walking around taking in all the sites from the city. We would set out with a single destination and end up walking for hours because there were so many interesting things to see.

 

 

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A beautiful room in the national library

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DSC09181-01We took a walking tour that highlighted many of the buildings and historical events that have shaped Chile into the country it is today. Our young and passionate guide showed us her favorite pieces of public art, painted on buildings and the walls of the subway stations. She took us to buildings that had been transformed from symbols of a harsh dictatorship to cultural centers and museums.

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Some of the subway murals of Santiago

 

While in Santiago, we visited the Fundacion Diabetes Juvenil de Chile (http://diabeteschile.cl/), the organization that runs camps for kids with type 1 diabetes in Chile. It was wonderful to see all the support materials that they have created to help kids and families live with diabetes.DSC09676-01

Also while we were in Santiago we had lunch at a restaruant run by the former classmate of one of Lisa’s neighbors in California. Martin runs Dos54 a beautiful cafe that caters to the business lunch crown. He was delightful to chat with and gave us many tips on things to see and do in the area.

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Martin took time to chat with us during lunch

 

Our original plan was to head across the border into Argentina for a few days to check out the wine country surrounding Mendoza. From there we planed to cross back into Chile and spend a couple more days in Santiago before heading south towards the Chilean lakes district and Patagonia. We looked at several different ways to get to Mendoza because even though it was geographically very close, you needed to cross the Andes mountain range to get their over land. After reviewing all our options, including flights, buses, and rental cars we opted to go with the bus. We read several reviews stating how beautiful the ride was and we were able to book the front seat on the upper level of the bus, meaning we would have panoramic views as we crossed the Andes.

The morning of our bus ride we received a message from Martin letting us know that a bridge along the route had been washed out due to some heavy rain the night before. We tried calling the bus company to check on the status of our trip, but unfortunately we couldn’t get through. Ultimately, we decided to go to the bus terminal and try to figure things out in person. At the terminal there was a long line of people waiting to talk to the one attendant. When we finally made it to the front of the line he told us not to worry, the bus would make a detour around the washed out bridge to a different border crossing. What would normally be a 6-7 hour bus ride would now be around 10 hours but it shouldn’t be too bad. In the whole scheme of things 10 hours didn’t sound too bad so we grabbed our bags and borded the bus.

Our seats were great but not quite the epic views we were hoping for on the other road. After about 4-5 hours of driving we finally made it to the Chilean border. Initially we were pleased with what good time we had made and we began thinking that 10 hours was an accurate estimate of how long it would take us to get to Mendoza. Unfortunately, that thought quickly faded as we continued to sit on the bus as it inched toward the border in a line of other cars and buses that had all be diverted from the other border crossing.

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People parking their cars and waiting hours to cross the border

 

Finally, after about 2 1/2 hours we were allowed off the bus to stand in a long line that wrapped all the way around the immigration building. We stood there for another hour, watching the sun go down. As we thought we would make it to Mendoza by nightfall, neither of us had packed clothes to keep us warm after dark in the Andes. As it started to get colder and we were still a very long way from the front of the queue Lisa remarked “it could be worse, it could be raining.” Not ten minutes went by and rain started coming down from clouds that hadn’t even been visible moments before. Now wet and cold we huddled next to the building, waiting our turn to get our exit stamp from Chile. Once we had our passport stamps in hand we headed back to our bus for the journey on to Argentina.

We usually picture immigration offices of neighboring countries to be a few hundred meters apart. You cross one then you quickly arrive and cross the other. This, however, was not the case with this particular border crossing. After passing the Chilean side we drove for almost 90 minutes before we arrived at the Argentinian side. Therefore, it was around 11pm by the time our bus took its place in line to cross the Argentinian border. We waited on the bus for around a half hour before an official came aboard and told us that the power was out and that they had to close down the border. We would need to wait until it reopened at 9am the next morning to get processed and receive our stamps. At this news we decided to take a short walk and then settle in for the night.

A couple hours into what we thought would be a long and uncomfortable night, another official boarded our bus and asked everyone to hand over their passports and documentation. Generally, we are not very enthusiastic about being separated from our passports but in this situation we had no other option. An hour later the man came back and returned all the passports with entry stamps to Argentina. And with that we were legally in Argentina. It had taken more than 9 hours from the time we arrived at the Chilean side of the border to make it all the way through. So much for a total trip estimate of 10 hours.

The rest of the trip was uneventful. We watched the sun come up over Argentina and finally made it to Mendoza 21 hours after we had boarded the bus back in Santiago. Somehow, I don’t think we will be taking the bus back to Santiago in a few days…