Thursday 26 April 2012

Chiloe and the Chilean Lakes District


After my 23rd flight since my retirement in December, I arrived back from London into Puerto Montt in Chile last week. I had secretly been rather apprehensive about my plan to drive to the islands of Chiloe in Northern Patagonia since I thought I had left it too late in the season. When I left Puerto Montt at the beginning of April it was already starting to get pretty autumnal and two weeks later I expected that I would be in for lots of rain and cold wind. Besides, Chiloe is famous for its rain--over 2200 mm per year. The rain supports its temperate rainforest vegetation  and adds to its mystical atmosphere . However after two weeks of rain in London I wasn't keen on more.

The first two days on the mainland, in Puerto Varas, a pretty, small town in the Lakes District on the shore of Lake Llanquihue (see last post),  confirmed my fears--rain and fog-- and the beautiful volcano Osorno remained firmly shrouded in cloud so I had to content myself with looking at the historic (the beginning of the 20th century is historic in this part of the country) wooden houses built by the industrious German settlers who immigrated to the area (P.S. However  the day I flew to Santiago where I now am, and having some time to kill before my flight I returned to the towns around Lake Llanquihue, which were by then luxuriating in the fine weather I had brought with me from Chiloe, so I got some nice photos--see below). 

On the third day, after driving the 65 km to the ferry over to Chiloe, the sun suddenly came out and I had almost perfect weather for my three and half days  in the Chiloe archipelago. Apparently this is almost unheard of and is probably considered cheating, but I am not complaining!


Chiloe? Where is that?

Briefly, Chiloe is an archipelago of islands about a mile off the east coast of Chile. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chilo%C3%A9_Archipelago.   The largest, Isla Grande, is about 165 Km north to south by 50 km wide. It begins just south of the Chilean Lakes District and ends at the beginning of the remote and empty Chilean Fjords. Tectonic plate shifts and volcanic activity at this point have caused the coast of Chile to break up into islands and fjords which extend deep into the coastline right up to the Andes themselves. The Chiloe archipelago does not stick out into the ocean but rather is inset into Chile's west  coast (obviously in earlier eons it was part of the mainland before tectonic shifts turned it into an island). So  while the west coast of  Chiloe's Isla Grande is buffetted by the Pacific storms, its north, east and south coasts are protected by what is in effect a (relatively) benign and calm inland sea filled with small islands. The smaller islands of the archipelago closest to the east coast of Chiloe are easily reached by ferry and are dotted with little villages and farms.  The landscape is pastoral, one of steeply rolling green hills on which Hereford cattle graze in the clearings.


What is its history?

Because the big island has a protected coastline and islands on its east side, the Chiloe archipelago was occupied several thousand years ago by certain of the Mapuche tribes,  who lived off the sea and later on agriculture, and developed their own culture and mystical traditions in isolation from the mainland. The making of their canoes to fish and collect shellfish around the islands's coast  meant that the local tribes developed excellent woodworking skills. 

The unique nature of the Chiloe culture (and its strategic importance of the archipelago) was recognised by the Spanish and was a particular focus of the Jesuit missionaries, in part to counter or harness the vivid mystical traditions of the island, the magic creatures which brought fish and good crops or disaster and pestilence and raped virgins.

The Jesuits and later the Franciscans encouraged the local tribes to use their boat building skills to build beautiful churches of the native woods, in strategic coastal spots on the east coast and on the smaller islands of the archipelago. Settlements grew up around these churches and the Jesuits would visit by boat several times a season. A number of these charming churches are now UNESCO world heritage sites (see below). 

The Spanish seem to have behaved in an unusually benign way towards the local tribes and there was much intermarrying, and the strong Chilote culture thrived in relative isolation from the mainland. In fact so successful was the integration with the Spanish that Chiloe was the last stronghold of royalist resistance to the  Chilean independence movements of the 19th century.


What is Chiloe like?

Chiloe remains something of a world apart and it has long been known to the hippy backpackers who were attracted to its distinct culture and isolated lifestyle. Even the names of the settlements are still Mapuche names, not your usual South American Spanish names like "San Jose"  or "Santa Maria" but rather "Quinchao", "Dalcahue", "Chonchi", "Tenaun", "Cucao", and "Huilinco".  Given Chiloe's its royalist history, the names of revolutionary heroes like "O'Higgins" and "Libertador"are not trumpeted as street names as they are in most Chilean towns and cities.

Chiloe has two "cities" (if you can call a place with 29,000 inhabitants a city): Ancud and Castro. Even they have a unique feel to them--no neon signs and colourfully painted higgeldy-piggeldy wooden houses with tin roofs, some of them built on stilts over the water (called palafitos). And then there are several dozen little towns and villages of between 250 and a 1000 souls, almost all on the east coast or the archipelago islands.

Once you leave the sheltered north or east coast  and  travel west towards the Pacific, you are in a different world of wild temperate rainforest with vines and unfamiliar (to me)  trees and shrubs, and huge Chilean rhubarb (see photo) . Interestingly the native trees and shrubs do not seem to turn colour or lose their leaves in autumn. So it is only the non-native poplar (of which there are many)  and sycamore and the delicate small flowers of the gorse and wild fuchsia  shrubs which add a splash of yellow and red to the deep greens of the native trees and the bright green of the fields. 

To add to the colour there is the red and white of the Hereford cattle, the brightly painted wooden houses, the bright blue of the inland sea dotted with the yellow and red fishing boats , and in the far distance the snow-capped volcanoes on the mainland.  Since the weather was so benign while I was there, the sheltered bays were covered with a multitude of gulls and cormorants and the lovely black-necked swans with red knobs above their beaks (see photos). You can see why I was glad to have such good weather since all of that would have been shrouded in mist on a normal day.


The wooden churches of Chiloe

A word about the wooden churches which are unique to Chiloe (and see photos below). Although they originated in Jesuit times in the 16th century and still remain on their original sites and follow their original designs, most of them have been restored and even rebuilt a number of times. After all, this is a wild and wet climate, and wood decays. What to me is interesting though is that the rebuilding and renovation, which is still going on  with the support of UNESCO funding, is so meticulous, and demonstrates that the original Mapuche craftsmanship and skills are still alive and well in Chiloe. 

The design of the churches is similar although each has its own unique features particularly in the shapes of the steeples (see photos). Basically the design is that of three upturned boat hulls, side by side to form a triple nave covered over with a large triangular roof, so you only see the boat-hull structure from the inside. Colour was used, particularly on the facade and in the interior. Although the unrestored churches have lost all their colour and have reverted to the silver grey of the untreated wood, some of the newly restored ones are a riot of colour.  The Chilotes love colour in their boats, their houses and their churches.


Wood and fish

It used to be all about wood . The economy of the island grew rapidly in the 19th and early 20th century by large-scale lumbering. These were native trees. Originally, the insect resistant red wood of the alerce with its lovely grain was the most prized until it was realised how slow growing they are (about 2 mm a year and living to over 3000 years) and  so were not a sustainable resource (they are now protected).  Lumbering still continues but in a smaller way and the trees harvested are mostly introduced pine and eucalyptus. 

Houses in Chiloe are virtually all made of wood. And they are heated by wood. Each house whether in a village or in the country has a huge pile of split logs beside it. The exterior walls of most of the houses are covered in overlapping wooden shingles. There is quite an art to this--the shingles are cut in scallops or squares or points or inverted half moons. Many are painted but many, particularly the older ones , are left a natural silvery grey. Although some wooden shingled roofs remain, metal roofs are now the norm. (see photos)

At present the curse and blessing of Chiloe and the whole coastal area south of Santiago is fish farming. Although there is farming of shellfish, particularly oysters and mussels and clams, this is fairly small-scale and for domestic consumption. The Big Business is salmon farming. Chile is now just behind Norway in the world salmon-farming stakes and it contributes enormously to the prosperity of Chiloe. But, unlike Norway and Canada where salmon farming has been going on for decades,  salmon is not native to Chile.

The waters around the coast of Chile and particularly in the inland sea between Chiloe and the mainland is thickly dotted with colourful buoys and floats supporting cages in which the salmon fingerlings that are spawned in large plastic tanks on shore, spend a year or so growing to marketable size. These salmon are fed fish meal prepared in factories and when fully grown are "processed" in these small factories which are found along the coast. The smell of these factories is unmistably horrible. The potential for pollution and environmental and ecological damage and the health risk caused by this fish farming industry are evident but the value it brings to what would otherwise be an economically depressed part of the country so far overweighs such concerns.

I didn't have any salmon while in Chiloe--why do so when I can buy it in Marks & Spencer when I get back to London? But I did have oysters, hake, crab and conger eel which was delicious--a solid flesh and few bones.


Dogs

From what I have seen so far the dog population of Chile will soon overtake the people population! These are not your poodles or lapdogs. These are large mongrel dogs of the Alsatian/ labrador type. And they run in feral packs even in the middle of the larger cities. 

I hasten to say that these seem to be very good natured dogs ---they are adept at spotting tourists and cozying up to them with tails wagging and pitiful looks. The English expression "hang-dog look" suits them perfectly. They run back and forth across main roads and bark fiercely at passing cars but otherwise seem to do no harm. They do not seem to be in poor physical condition and look well fed and have good coats. So it seems that the Chilean people and the Chilean dogs have decided to rub along together tolerantly.


In short as you can probably tell, I was very taken with Chiloe and it more than lived up to my expectations. Would I have enjoyed it as much if the weather had not been good? Unlikely. I enjoy my creature comforts too  much for that. 

I am now in Santiago and will be flying to Easter Island on Saturday. Watch for the next post which will probably be on or about 2 May.








Me on the Chiloe ferry

A wheelbarrow of crabs being hawked to the cars and trucks awaiting the ferry

Lunch in Caulin on the north coast of Chiloe--oysters

The benign weather was ideal for the seabirds, including the black necked swans in the background, the cormorants in the middle ground and the gulls in the foreground

a black-necked swan family

The north coast where the Pacific ocean meets the inland channels. Penguins nest on the islands

The penguin beach near Ancud

Pacific breakers on a beach in the far north-west of Chiloe's main island

The sunset from the terrace of the hostel I stayed in in Ancud


This and the following are typical of the older Chiloe village houses. Note the shingles which cover the walls and the roofs 

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view from my hotel window in Castro over the inland channels which separate  Chiloe from the mainland

The Chiloe archipelago islands and sea channels on the east side of Chiloe 

typical pastoral scene in the islands of the Chiloe archipelago

The archipelago and channels again but with threatening sky, more typical of Chiloe weather

Volcanoes on the mainland as seen from Chiloe

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another pastoral scene
The Hereford cattle have priority on the roads--as do the geese, turkeys, sheep,pigs and of course the dogs


The most unrestored of the Jesuit wooden churches, this one in Acao on the Isla  Quinchao. This and the following are all UNESCO World Heritage sites (see blog)

The interior of Dalcahue wooden church--note the rounded nave ceiling built using boat building techniques. The side aisles are also rounded but the flat ceiling is covering the curve

The exterior of Dalcahue church

The interior of San Francisco church in Castro. It is not as old as the other churches but the interior woodwork, all native species, is outstanding

Villipuli church

The interior of Chonchi wooden church

The exterior of Chonchi wooden church

The newly restored Tenaun wooden church

a reminder that Chile is subject to frequent earthquakes

Over on the Pacific west coast the vegetation is wild and the population sparse. This bridge is made in part of a boat

The enormous Chilean rhubarb. Note my black glove on the centre-right leaf, for perspective

One of the offshore fish farms (see blog)

the fish market in Angelmo in Puerto Montt (on the mainland). The hanging fish are conger eels.
Crabs in the Angelmo market


The inlet in which the Angelmo fish market is situated.. Note the brightly painted fishing boats, so typical of the region

A pack of stray dogs taking a break from their duties of begging for food, barking and chasing cars

View across  Lake Llanquihue from Puerto Varas to the Osorno volcano

Another view of Osorno across the pastoral fields cleared by the industrious German settlers in the 19th century

View from the promenade of the delightful town of Frutillar on the shore of  Lake Llanquihue. Volcano Osorno framed by the bandstand,, volcano Puntiagudo to the left (partly obscured) and volcano Tronador the the right.

Friday 13 April 2012

From the Andes to Buckingham Palace


Those of you who are faithful readers of my blog will probably be wondering why I haven't done a blog post for two weeks.  When I last posted on 28 March I was about to cross the Andes from Argentina into Chile. And here I am sitting in the Goring Hotel next door to Buckingham Palace in London!

Well, I did cross the Andes and then flew back from Puerto Montt in central Chile to London where I have been attending to some personal matters, seeing friends,  and have also done two days of training for my role as a London Ambassador for the Olympics this summer--I haven't been so busy since I left London last December! 

This short trip has also given me an opportunity to see London in a new light, as a visitor. 


Bariloche, Argentina to Puerto Varas, Chile

The famous "Cruce de Lagos" trip involves going by boat and by bus across the Andes through the Argentinian and Chilean Lakes District over two days. We left Bariloche on the morning of 31 March and arrived in Puerto Varas in the evening of 1 April. The first stage of the crossing is a passenger boat trip across the deep blue Lake Nahuel Huapi, at 550 sq km the largest of the lakes on the Argentinian side.This is all through national parkland so the mountains surrounding the lake are heavily treed up to their rugged tops above the tree line, and free of habitation. Both Argentina and Chile seem to have recognised early in the 20th century the need to create national parks and preserves and to put a halt to unconstrained cutting down of the ancient and slow growing aleurce forests and to preserve the pristine  mountain lakes. 

After a very short bus ride we crossed the small Lago Frias by boat, to the Chilean border. This was quite fine. In contrast to the deep blue of most of the lakes in the area, Lago Frias is a milky green caused by the glacial run-off from the volcano Tronador which dominates the end of the lake. 

We were fortunate to get a spectacularly clear view of Tronador and its glaciers from the boat --a very unusual occurrence I understand since it is usually shrouded in cloud. (This volcano is the same one which I saw from my hotel room in Lao Lao (see last blog post), but of course much closer now.)  Tronador is exactly on the Chilean/Argentinian border,and of its three peaks one is in Argentina, one in Chile and the middle one exactly on the border.


What I had not appreciated when planning this trip was that the Andes are really not very high at this point. When you look at a flat map you do not see the contours. Having seen the spectacular peaks in Torres del Paine in  Southern Patagonia on my trip in 2008 and seen the massive mountains in  central Peru when I was there in 2003, I had naively assumed that the Andes were the same height (ie in average over 4000 meters and reaching up to 7000 meters over the Andes' 7000 km length.) 

Not so. The Andes in the Lakes District are actually quite low, relatively speaking-- around 1000 meters on average. Only the volcanoes rise above these levels and even they are not as high as the giants further north. So Tronador at 3600 meters is the highest in the lakes region of the Andes, but would be insignificant next to the mighty Aconcagua at 6900 metres which lies 1000 km further north. So the trip across the Andes at this point is scenic but not "spectacular". You see lovely lakes surrounded by wooded mountains but you don't see snow-covered jagged peaks.   But that makes the sight of the volcanoes although the more surprising and impressive.

We overnighted in Puerto Peulla, population 120 with 5 pupils in the local school. There is an enormous government-run hotel there as well as the Chilean immigration and customs post. Although the village and surrounding farm land, rivers and forest is quite nice the only reason I can see for making people overnight there is to give some business to the hotel, since it is entirely possible to do the whole trip from Barliloche to Puerto Varas in  one day.

Our second day involved a passenger ship crossing of  Lago Todos Los Santos (All Saints). This was a lovely trip which afforded us views not only of the surrounding tree-covered mountains but also three very fine snow-capped volcanoes: the by-now-familiar volcano Tronador (3600 metres), the hooked peak of volcano Puntiagudo (2,500 metres) and --by far the best of all --the perfect snow covered cone of volcano Osorno (2,600 metres).

Osorno wins all the prizes for showmanship. It has conveniently located itself between Lago Todos Los Santos and the much larger Lago Llanquihue so you get a fantastic view of it from all sides without having to go to the effort of climbing. It is called the Mount Fuji of the Andes because it looks exactly like it---the perfect volcano shape (see photos below). It is also convenient to largish cities in Chile and so is the centre of an active adventure and holiday business. 

The final stage of our trip was  by bus along the shore of Lago Llanquihue (the third largest in South America)  to Puerto Varas. This area was settled by German immigrants and the countryside and the houses are very reminiscent of Bavaria. I hope to tell you more about this area after my return to Puerto Varas this Sunday.

Would I recommend the Cruce de Lagos? Well yes, if you approach it with the right expectations. The lakes are beautiful and the volcanos are very fine, but this is not a high-adventure, awe-inspiring trip, especially if you have seen Norway or the Alps or the Rockies or even northern Ontario.


London through the eyes of a "visitor"

As mentioned, I am "visiting" London for 10 days before I return to Chile. After my  4 months on the road, I decided to stay in some nice hotels in London and in the Cotswolds to see things from the visitor's perspective. 

How does England stack up? Very very well, I'd say. The weather has been appalling--no surprise there--but the countryside and the spring flowers are achingly beautiful. The hotels (the Cadogan, Buckland Manor and the Goring) demonstrate how fine traditional English hospitality is. Expensive? Yes, very. 

And London itself? Very impressive. Compared to what I have seen elsewhere it is a well-oiled machine: most things work, cars stop at cross walks, information is readily available, people are polite, you don't need to show your passport or ID to check into a hotel or use a credit card, your feel safe, it is quietly efficient (the Olympic site and all the new transport and infrastructure is complete and the games could start tomorrow), the variety of things to see and do is truly unparalleled, the press is strident and the politicians scrap with each other but there is no corrosive corruption and the scandals are pretty tame. 

The only problem is that the rest of the world clearly thinks that England is great as well, and when you travel around London  the crowds are so thick on the streets that you wonder if you have strayed into a protest march or a mass fire drill or something. 


So, a few pictures. Looking ahead, I return to Chile on Sunday and will be travelling to Chiloe Island--"green, rainy, dotted with wooden churches, enchanting and mystical" my guide book says. Then on April 22 I head to Santiago for a week and then travel to Easter Island for four days. Stay tuned.


me on the passenger catamaran at the start of the Cruce de Lagos. Llao Llao Hotel in the background

The scenery along the shore of Lake Nahuel Huapi. Even though the mountains are not high, the tree line is low because of the prevailing drying winds 

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The end of Lake Nahuel Huapi

Lago Frias, coloured milky green by glacial run-off from volcano Tronador

Crossing Lago Frias





An unusually clear view of Tronador which is on the border of Chile and Argentina. It has three peaks, one in Argentina, one in Chile and the middle one right on the border
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the top of Tronador, showing the glaciers which feed the lakes in both Chile and Argentina

The little ferry that took us across Lago Frias --note the ubiquitous Monkey Puzzle tree





One of the many large mountain rivers, some run west to the Pacific and some run east to the Atlantic



A boat trip on the Rio Negro --black river, so called because it is full of volcanic residue

a final glimpse of Tronador as we cross Lago Todos Los Santos

The hook-shaped peak of volcano Puntiagudo

 Osorno, the picture-perfect volcano

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flying over the Andes from Santiago on the way back to London

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This is what I have missed! You can't beat England in spring.

The lovely Buckland Manor in the Cotswolds--the manor is listed in the Domesday Book . The present church dates in part from 1200 and the present manor house is from the 1500s. Note the glowering black clouds

The roaring fires to counter the ghastly English weather outside

Afternoon tea at the Goring Hotel

The Olympic site is ready and there is still four months to go

Me  arriving with the Olympic torch (not)