|on the ferry to Chiloe|
|birds above penguins...must be lunch time|
|Puente Quilo Prehistory "museum"|
|view from our hotel|
The next morning we ventured northeast to Dalcahue to visit a church and the town, and then to Isla Quinchao by short ferry where we meandered down dirt roads to more churches and rocky beaches with calm waters and fishermen crossing the tiny islands back and forth. It was a relaxing day, although lots of driving. In Achao, another small town, M got a haircut, we visited another church, had sandwiches on the beach, and observed as the yearly firemen benefit rally was taking place. The grand prize... a brand new shiny fridge.
Back to Castro for a pit stop, some potential shopping, and some fuel- coffee, not gas, we were off to Chonchi. Yet another small town south of Castro. Here we had a grilled salmon at the local ¨cocineria¨ small restaurant on a pier. Then it was time to head back home, or what is home until tomorrow.
|nicer than typical|
|above the "big city" of Achao|
In sum, Chiloe was chill. The weather treated us well, if you consider that it rains well over 80% of the year. The towns were all very serene, nestled amongst rolling hills, with sheep grazing, cows sleeping, and kids playing. The famous wooden churches found all along Chiloe are important sites for many, we visited just a handful and got our fix. The penguins were grand, our hotel was divine, the food was ok, the views were inspiring, and our time is up. Next up is the Patagonia and the famous Torres del Paine... Stay tuned!