With it being Sunday everything apart from Internet Cafe´s and coffee shops (for people to read travel books and grow beards in) is shut. A flash back to how Sunday´s used to be in the UK. With all the rental car places in town shut we were without car and stuck in Coyhaique until tomorrow. Taking a leaf out of the poverty travellers book we checked into a cheap hotel which Shelley nicknamed "minging murtles".
After a quick visit to the tourist information office who informed us that the nearest marked trails in the National Park were a 37km Bus ride away, we found nearly 100km of marked trails starting just outside the town in the Coyhaique National Park 2km away. The lady in the tourist info told us she didn´t get to see as much of the local area as she would like, really I would never have guessed!!
The lake district in Chile is stunning but in Summer it is plagued by horse flies which are a damn nuisance. They buzz around your head, always two never more. Then if you stand still they settle and bite you. What makes them especially annoying is that their bite isn´t like a mosquito's (which is bad enough), they actually tear your skin with their mandibles and then drink blood from the cut. If you try and swat them too early they fly off again but leave them long enough they seem to concentrate on lining up the bite a little too much and they are easily crushed. Our walk this afternoon was therefore interrupted by constant swearing and stops to swat the damn things.
After sampling the locally caught Salmon we headed back to "minging murtles" where despite complaining constantly Shelley finally dosed off to sleep muttering "Warm and Dry at least I'm Warm and Dry"
Highlights: Coyhaique National Park
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