The Island of Chiloe

December 28, 2018 – January 1, 2019

At about 180 km long and 50 km wide, Isla Grande de Chiloe is the second largest island in South America. Our guidebook described the island as a home to fiercely independent sea-faring people, cut off from the mainland until about 50 years ago. It made the island sound mystical, with its shroud of early morning fog, its mix of Unesco World Heritage wooden churches and its local lore full of stories about witches and trolls.

We took a day (and night) in Puerto Montt on the mainland to resupply, got some laundry done, and then drove onto the ferry for a twenty minute ride the the island of Chiloe.

One last mainland sunset before we head to the island.
Black necked swans.

We camped for free for several nights on different beaches on the island, visited a few of the churches, had some oysters, visited the end of the Panamerican highway (or the beginning, I guess, if you are driving north!), and celebrated New Year’s Day by watching a couple of penguins swimming in the estuary near our camp. We saw several toninos, a small, black dolphin species which was hunting fish just offshore at another camp.

Narrow country road on one of the islands just off of Chiloe.
I was looking at the beautiful wood and woodwork of one of the largest Unesco World Heritage site designated wooden churches on Chiloe.
The wooden shingles used on this church are made from the Alerce tree (a valuable building timber similar to the western red cedar). The shingles, characteristic of many old buildings throughout this part of Patagonia were, at one time, even used as currency.

There are hundreds of these wooden churches on the island.
Detail of the ceiling inside one of the churches.
Purple and yellow church in the town of Castro.
Approaching the end of the PanAmerican highway.
Piper and me at the monument. The Pan-American highway runs from Prudhoe Bay in Alaska, to here, on Chiloe Island. We plan to continue driving even further south in Argentina, hoping to make it to Ushuaia.

The island was fun to visit, but was not what we were expecting. We saw a lot of tourist cabins, sitting empty, awaiting the summer crowds (January and February are high season here), and I suspect the island gets a lot more visitors now than even when our ten year old guide book was written. So while the island was beautiful, to us it didn’t feel a lot different from the mainland. We took the ferry back to Puerto Montt and resupplied to begin the drive along the famous, and for us, long awaited, Carretera Austral!

Sheep being herded along one of the beaches we camped at.
A rainbow after the storm. On the horizon of the beach is the dog that belonged to the sheep herder in the previous photo..
….he was laying here waiting for Piper to come out to play.  


2 thoughts on “The Island of Chiloe

  1. Paul Featherstone

    Funny, but you are crazy far away from Mahone Bay in Nova Scotia yet that last photo in your post, with the yellow church, looks just like what you can see in that Maritime town. Similar in other ways too, being on the ocean and having a’ sea faring history, with wooden churches, built by sailors.
    Kahtye and I are soon heading your way, but stopping in Mexico, so only about half way! haha. Time to escape the chilly, snowy weather and toast ourselves for a couple of weeks.
    Viajes Siguros!
    Paul

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