Words of the day:
púdu- a Chilean deer, which supposedly inhabit the national park. Didn’t see any though.
Today, since we had a full day which promised reasonable weather by Chilote standards (some rain instead of exclusively rain) so we figured it would be great to see the national park, on the side of the island furthest away from the mainland. It was a beautiful ride, very rural for the most part, but more forested than the other side of the island, and past two large lakes as well. Everyone seemed to know each other. The bus driver acted almost like a mail carrier- people would hand him packages to give to friends along the way. The park was one of the most beautiful, deserted and weird landscapes I’ve ever seen. Wild horses blocked the path. We had an entire beach to ourselves, minus a dead sea lion, once we finally found it due to unclearly demarcated paths. Rain clouds swooped in and out. Giant nalca, a plant looking similar to rhubarb (perhaps related) sprouted everywhere, giving everything a pre-historic feel. Birds were everywhere, from sandpipers to parakeets. As with many of the best experiences of this trip, words don’t really describe it well. So, I leave you with pictures.
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