Cerro Castillo, as seen from Mary and Cristian's front porch
The woodstove in Mary's kitchen that provides heat and dinner.
Huemules! We saw these wild, endangered ungulates on the way over the pass to Coyhaique.
A house in Coyhaique
We spent the day in Coyhaique getting well acquainted with the main street and square while Mary and Cristian ran errands. At 4:00 Carl decided that it was time to try a pisco sour. After walking around several blocks, we finally found a cafe that was open and serving alcohol. They're really not too bad.
Barbeque, Chilean style! Sling a slew of steaks and some home-made longaniza sausage on a large metal disc, stoke the fire, and enjoy on a slice of chewy bread. Make sure to cook enough for the marauding neighborhood children.
Cristian's Mom's farm on the way over to the town of Ibanez
Big men drink little coffees. This is what you'll get when you order a cafe chico.
Look, I can see Argentina from here! It's Lago General Carrera on this side, although the Argentines call it Lago Buenos Aires.
The Rio Ibanez just before it enters the lake. We climbed out to the point between the two cascades and watched the water roar past on both sides.
Vacan = awesome!
Lupines on the roadside
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