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PUTRE (sound of water)

 

Day 1 –  We are here in Putre a small mountain village 3530 metres above sea level it was originally a16th century Spanish settlement which controlled the surrounding native population. We set off early with a spring in our step enjoying the local scenery as we went. Our destination was a six kilometres walk away to some local caves to see the ancient cave paintings. As we walked it was amazing to see how the indigenous Aymara people manage to cultivate such an unyielding landscape using stone faced terraces and successfully grow crops of corn and alfalfa, the alfalfa to feed their mixed livestock of sheep, alpaca and llamas. This area although not as dry as the rest of the province has long dry spells with areas lacking water supplies. The solution to help farming and cultivation is to create water channels built into the mountainside with the direction of the water controlled via small gates very similar to our canal waterways but on a much smaller scale. These water channels were obviously of great importance to the Aymara in keeping their crops healthy.

We were about four kilometres into the walk when I noticed a rock fall along the track we would be taking and that the track had really narrowed down as it wound its way along the mountainside. Well being a bit squeamish about heights decided that we had come as far as I was prepared to go so about turn pronto and head back but not before we had rested next to the trickling stream that ran through the valley bottom and observed some of the bird life. The trek back was arduous as the high altitude started to take its toll, so after many rest stops we finally dragged ourselves back and collapsed on the bed.

Day 2 – Today is our first trip which started really early at 7.30 am breakfast was on the way. We headed out on the Bolivian highway into the mountains passing mainly heavy Bolivian lorries heading to and from Arica which for Bolivia is the nearest access to the sea. Our guide who was full of bonhomie throughout the day introduced us to coca which looks not to dissimilar to dried bay leaf, you chew it to give you energy then spit it out the taste is not to bad but the bits that continue to lie in between the teeth are off putting. Our destination was Salar de Surire 113 sq km of salt flat famous for its flamingoes of which there are three species the Andean and Chilean flamingo and the rare James flamingo. We drove up through the mountains onto the altiplano passing some stunning scenery on the way.  Also spotting herds of Vicuña which are related to the alpaca and llama and are a protected species, local people who are licenced are able to temporarily catch them and shear them for their wool though they can only do this every three years. We also spotted viscacha that look like rabbits with long curly tails  and the lesser Rhea an Ostrich like flightless bird.

After driving around the perimeter of the salt lake we returned via the Polloqueres terma (thermal bath) with everyone making the most of the opportunity to take a dip which was followed by a picnic lunch.

Our guide had forecast that due to the cloud cover that morning it was likely to be raining on our return. True to his word we had rain, thunder and lightning with displays of sheet and forked lightning striking the ground. A dramatic end to the day!

Day – 3  For today’s trip our host at Terrace Lodge Flávio was our guide taking us to lago Chungara one of the worlds highest lakes overlooked by the dormant volcano Volcan Parinacota. He introduced us to his friend “Chukka” a blue eyed alpaca who came when called affording us all a good photo shot.

We then carried onto the lake doing a short circular walk which took us past a viscacha colony and along the lake which hosted blue billed ducks, giant coots and more flamingoes. we left the lake heading to a tiny ancient Aymaran village which is now home to only two families whose children along with 4 other children living in nearby hamlets attend the village school. The teacher drives in for the week returning home at weekends! The little church has some 17th century frescoes which are a mixture of  religious and historical imagery. There is also a story attached to a table in the church that one night it walked through the town and stopped outside a mans house and the next day that man died so they tied it down in the church.

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Flavio was a great guide very knowledgeable about the local area sharing information and generously pointing out things of interest along the way stopping to enable us to photograph scenery, pointing out colonies of the Andean flicker a member of the woodpecker family that because of the absence of trees lives in holes that they make in the sandstone cliffs. Telling us about the local fauna llarita explaining how it grows and it’s medicinal properties. This plant grows 1cm per year and can be 4000 years old.

Apologies for the late update but since leaving Putre we have not had internet access and have been experiencing trouble trying to publish photos. We are now in the Elqui valley so have some catching up to do re our experience of St Pedro de Atacama, catch you later.

 

 

 

Another one bites the dust

Arica, Arica what can I say certainly a culture shock, broken pavements, stray dogs a plenty though all well fed, potholed roads or “events” as the locals call them, but look beyond the obvious and you find warm friendly people reminding us why we love South America.

Yesterday we visited a private collection of shells gathered from around the world they were all shapes, sizes and colours, such perfection and natural beauty.

 

 

On our way we came across the cathedral built in cast iron by the Monsieur Eiffel who went onto build something called the Eiffel Tower which you may have heard of. But this cathedral and another civic building was built in Arica in the 1870s (before the Eiffel Tower) in his Paris workshop and then shipped over and reconstructed here in Arica. A simple building but attractive because of its simplicity.

Finally we took a taxi to El Morro which is the highest point and where the last battle between Chile and Peru took place. It now houses a military museum and is a great place to view the city.

Later walking into town for a meal we could hear all this music ahead of us so delayed our meal to go and find out what was going on. In true Latin American fashion the town was celebrating twelfth night I can’t tell you how many different dance bands there were but what a spectacle everyone in high spirits having a good time and all ages taking part.

Today we headed out of town to the Azapa valley to the Museum of San Miguel de Azapa which holds one of the most important archaeological heritage sites in the country. They have a display of the Aymara culture, an original olive press and a display of mummified corpses of the Chinchorro people who not only preserved bodies but foetuses as well. The exhibits vary in age but the oldest go back 10,000 years.

We then went on to a hummingbird sanctuary where the birds are wild but attracted by the vegetation. It was started by a local lady who decided to plant flowers and shrubs that would particularly attract the hummingbird. A difficult bird to catch on camera due to their size and speed therefore I am pleased to say that we did capture a few images.

No the two birds on an aerial are not hummingbirds could not resist inserting a photo of a pair of birds of prey which I managed to capture as we left the sanctuary.

Tomorrow it’s an early start as we catch the 7am bus to Putre, a small town in the high altiplano of the Andes at 3500 metres and our base for exploring the higher sights of the Andean mountain range. where we will go back to Madrid temperatures of 12 degrees. A definite contrast to here in Arica where we have been enjoying clear skies, sunshine  and temperatures of 26 degrees.

Anna and her nephew Alejandro here at Hostel La Paskana have looked after us well so a big thankyou to them both and we would recommend there hospitality to any of you that venture this way.

Putre here we come.

Moving on

WOW what a stunning view as we flew over the Andes, absolutely breathtaking the photos do not do them justice. Mountains gradually give way to green valleys as the plane starts its  descent on to the tarmac.

 

Just a fleeting visit to Santiago due to a flight cancellation changing our plans. Stayed in a stylish apartment which was filled with some great art work, also brilliantly located for getting around on foot. As we have booked a further four nights in Santiago prior to our departure to Easter island decided to do a circular walk around taking in the main square, Pinochets old headquarters and finishing with a walk in the park leaving the serious sightseeing for our return.

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Arrived in Arica ( the most northern town in Chile and the nearest to Peru ) what a change of scenery sand as far as the eye can see flanked by the Pacific Ocean one side and the Andes mountain range the other. We were met by a charming young man who decided to take us on a detour along the coast road pointing out things of interest on the way. Odd coming to a crossroads with road signs reading Bolivia one way Perú the other.

Besides sand the other thing in abundance are vultures I have never seen so many think of the largest rookery you have seen then multiply a hundred times ( might be slightly over exaggerating) not sure I will be laying on the beach I don’t want to be anybody’s dinner.

Dropped of our bags and went for a walk ending up at the bus station with the intention of booking our onward tickets. There is only one bus a day to Putre so thought it best to make sure we were on it also decided to book the bus to San Pedro de Atacama to ensure we could get a sleeper. Got talking to a really helpful lady (Beatrice Morice) in the ticket queue who helped us purchase our tickets and interestingly ran trekking tours  ( Atacama desert bike tours ) she had just come back from Bolivia where she had been running some tours and was on her way to Putre for a couple of days rest before returning home to San Pedro We have her card and hope to meet up with her for a drink when we get there.

more exploring tomorrow.

Habla Luego

Bags are packed and ready to go

Farewell Madrid😕

We have had a quiet couple of days staying in a lovely hotel Don Pio reminiscent of one we stayed at in Mereda capital of the Yucatan region of Mexico. It has a three storey atrium which houses the dining area with all the rooms opening  onto balconies that look down into the atrium, beautiful.

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Yesterday  being New Year’s Day  all the attractions and shops were closed so we blended in with the locals and spent the day promenading around the town visiting a local bar for tapas and a few drinks.

Today we have been more adventurous heading 28 miles north on the train (for the princely sum of £4.50p per person return ticket and 50 minutes of our time) to visit El Escorial a Spanish royal site and UNESCO world heritage site which historically has been a monastery, basilica,royal palace, museum, library, university and hospital. Definitely worth a visit to see the difference between how the Hapsburg and Bourbons utilised the palace and the building itself was stunning. After visiting El Escorial we went for a walk around the town which had various life sized figures depicting the nativity story wise men on camels, shepherds with a flock of sheep that took up a whole street, wonderful to see. Dropped in to a bar for drinks and lunch got talking to the English  guy next to us, (Ben Curtis) he had come to Madrid 19 years ago from London met his wife and now runs an On line language business (www.notesinspanish.com) Decided to walk back to the station thankfully all downhill and not that far ( we had taken a taxi up). We had arrived in sunshine and blue skies now the mountains were shrouded in mist very spooky.

 

Tomorrow the real adventure begins Santiago here we come.

 

Feliz 2018

Well here we are in Madrid our great plans to greet the new year with the locals have gone awry. Having overshot our metro stop from the airport thanks to (Booking . Com’s misleading directions resulting in a 1.5 mile walk ) we finally arrived at the hotel around 11pm shattered and definitely not up to trekking back to Plaza Major to enjoy the celebrations. Instead having begged some mixers and ice of the nice chap at reception we are watching Madrid welcome in 2018 on the tele in bed having hit the mini bar and (not sharing the one packet of peanuts we found) I (Steph) have had the lions share thankyou Charlie xxx

In true Truman fashion had the taxi waiting outside while we finished packing only realised it had arrived on going out to throw the rubbish in the bin. Frantic phone call in the cab to neighbours to ask them to go and turn on the alarm which we had forgotten to set and apologies for not going to take our farewells, oh well it’s good they know us so well.

An uneventful journey once we arrived at the airport usual bleeping going through passport control due to prosthetic knee, duty free the usual rip off , actual flight ahead of schedule must of had the wind behind us, good old Blighty glad to see the back of us?

Currently watching sequel to airplane in Spanish listening to all the fireworks outside.

Wishing all our family and friends a wonderful New Year  may it bring you all that you wish for.