Fun signs on the way to where we went "canpi" this weekend.
After 2 buses to get to the town of Cochamó, we started walking. Farms with fences, then dark green forest with muddy trails.
There is no road to the valley of Cochamó, you have to go on horse or on foot. It's part of an old cattle-driving pass through the mountains from Argentina to Chile, and the evidence of the old route can be seen in the parts of the trail that are covered in logs.
Finally emerged from the damp dark woods to a view of the huge granite domes.
There were way too many waterfalls to even count, but below is the one where we filled up our water bottles. After it rained for the next couple of days this swelled to at least twice this size, big water.
Did some hiking in the misty fog, or scrambling up rocks with ropes that someone fixed into the granite.
Possibly the most interesting parts of this trip were the river crossings. This one was a little seat on a pulley system. Others included a wire suspended 1-person-at-a-time plank bridge, a huge fallen log with a railing, and a couple of big fallen logs without railings.
Also forgot to take pictures of our "tobogán" adventure. They told us to throw ourselves in the river with neoprene suits, but stay on the left side so you don't hit your head. That advice made more sense when we got to the place: natural granite waterslides in freezing cold water. Definitely worth crossing the river in the first place, which was really difficult after all the rain because it was at thigh-level.
If you would like more details (I am feeling lazy), coming soon is Will's version the trip: http://wanderingthesouthwest.blogspot.com/
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