Wednesday, February 20, 2008

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Chiloesques Our adventures ... (from February 8 to 11)

Once will not hurt, it does Charlotte is not going to tell you our Chiloesque episode (and for once, I'll be more talkative ...). As Technical Manager the camper, I was indeed very directly affected by our getaway on the island of Chiloe.

Chiloé is quite well known for keeping with its insularity some cultural particularity. It is located in southern Chile. Also fairly well known, what the people strangely boast for its 300 days of rain per year. Incidentally enough known for its churches, with wooden roofs, classified by UNESCO.

After 10 days of glorious sunshine and a southern summer after we returned from Patagonia, so we arrived in Chiloé in a beautiful rain.
landscapes, fields, rain, villages, a sort of compendium of Britain, not very exotic for lovers of this beautiful region we are. Especially after taking the boat with a Ardéchois very happy to see a plaque Dromoise, we camp our first night in a small village of 300 inhabitants hosting that evening three French campers (including us). On our arrival we were still surprised to see parked at the entrance of the village said two motor homes and friendly French occupiers.

short a relative good scenery. The next direction the beautiful city of Castro, his church, its market Mapuche (Mainly Indian Patagonian we do not find that in Chile there are no more in Argentina), houses on stilts.

Then in the village of Dalcahue, we come face to face, or rather nasturtium nasturtium cons (only camping include forklift drivers) with our fellow Basque Francis and Armelle. Already folded in Brazil, Patagonia and Chiloe before, we had just lost our arrival on the island because of a missed appointment, by the way failed only because of me, those who have already had an appointment with me you will understand.
We decide to go set up camp a few miles away in a small village near one of the many churches on the island. After a small

Ripio the track to reach the said village begins to resemble a kind of black alpine downhill track (no exaggeration) (although a little). At a speed of 2 mph, this bustling run goes quietly enough, when Charlotte has the wisdom to ask a simple question " uh it's going to go back ? . Effectively and clearly, we do not ever go back up by this track with our gear, except as stated by Francis once came down " unless they build another paved road at night .
Great stress relief after all relationships (stress at these latitudes is weaker), so the villagers who greeted us proudly confirms the existence of another path back to the damn rating ...

After a new and very nice evening with our friends, we wake up the next morning full of enthusiasm.

Upon investigation it was recover another track but, importantly, he had previously run a few hundred meters on the beach. I followed So Francis and his Mercedes. And there, overconfidence, drunk driving to see him so easily, I took no care to the crossing of a micro-river, and wham the stalemate. Not bogged down Sunday, not bogged down with a big L. After digging, free wheels, made of tree trunks (I exaggerate a little, they were only plates), we still can not free ourselves when insight Charlotte nails me on the spot " and what time is it high tide?? . A nice village reassures us, we still good 3 hours ...

The case committed even worse than the whole village came to our aid (5 persons) and that the prospects were limited. The concern was just beginning to win when we emerged from nowhere, a beautiful pristine white 4X4. Nothing we say a man came out with all the equipment (cable) and (running back) we went out in no time not that bad. Yes the 4x4 city are useful, yes they are powerful, yes I understand now what all those served 4X4 that I saw in Levallois
short ... I can not thank enough the white knight, who left as quickly as it has happened , who got us out of a bad password. Charlotte was just beginning to imagine ourselves in our business coming out of a camper flooded and settle here for some months.

After putting four hours to retrieve the damn track, we are committed to a strenuous climb full of bumps and stones, mounted so painful that where passed the Mercedes-powered, traction Citroën did not pass.
I'm leaving (a ccompagné Francis thank you again) in search of a tractor, and assisted by one of those decidedly sympathetic villagers who are still laughing thinking about us! Brief
the farmer in question greets me with open arms, a powerful " pagar pagar " before his "hola " of welcome. As if I did not understand his son gave me proudly " money money, yes no problem I do not mind paying if I get out of this mess.

I do not think it would be easier (Charlotte imagined we're selling pancakes in this charming village but cursed), but the tractor pulled us away even faster than the white knight. We were very relieved and very excited to go. The insistence of some heavy the farmer to compensate a little more each particular ticket does not spoil my fun and above all our desire to return to the mainland. Far from the tides of Brittany, its churches, its beaches and villages to us ... Valparaiso.

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Thursday, February 14, 2008

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On 8 February, at the inauguration of the "Forum of higher education and continuous training" Laval 2008, we had the honor of receiving the trophy from 2008 students. This award was given to us by Mr d'Aubert, Mayor of Laval Laval and President of Community. This trophy is a very symbolic for us because it represents recognition of our project by local governments as the town of Laval and the Conseil Général de la Mayenne.

The contest was organized by The Student Group in partnership with Crédit Agricole Anjou and Maine, the Conseil Général de la Mayenne Community and Laval.

We thank all members of the organization.


Award Ceremony followed by Mr D'Aubert of discourses Mathieu Gilot, president of Flying West and Deputy Project Manager Demoiselle.








Monday, February 11, 2008

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The Lake District: National Park Los Alerces (Argentina) Puerto Montt (Chile) January 27 to February 7, 2008

After five days of track on the Carretera Austral, we arrive at the southern lakes region which is divided ent re Argentina and Chile. As its name suggests, the lakes follow here (and look alike ...) per dozen. First Look: National Park Los Alerces. The Alerce is a gigantic tree that can only be found here, they say it looks like the American redwood. It is very beautiful but .... we no longer used hordes of tourists. And here is the full season, just our month of August we, the Argentines are on vacation and the Lake District is just their Riviera ... Hard to find civilization after a few months solitude!

We arrive in El Bolson, a small town in the region, we spend two days camping in a packed Argentine vacation .... It smells around the asados (barbecues), it speaks, it teems, the pace of Argentines are very "quiet", a little English (or more), we eat very late in the morning, waking up late ... it is we should not too bad actually.
This is an opportunity for us all to refurbish: Dreaming of a camper that has been invaded by dust, large laundry (here we find everywhere "lavandaria" where the laundry is washed and folded for very much, very handy), and passage of the camper in the garage for a major overhaul. We move quickly

in Bariloche, the "capital" of the region, very famous ski resort in South America, just the time to buy some chocolate, a local specialty (The city was founded by Swiss) and we go to the famous (in Argentina) Route 7 lakes, a 100 km journey crisscrossing ... 8 lakes.
Anthony is the happiest of all: it can engage in each of these lakes, his favorite games of the moment to know his bucket and a small watering can.

Then return to Chile: this time we should stay at least three weeks, Alex's parents that make us visible you soon arriving in Santiago on February 28.
Here, the landscapes are different. There are many volcanoes and natural hot springs. The star returned to the volcano Osorno, the most famous of all, with a conical shape and immaculate white short, a very nice volcano. We meet again by chance and our compatriots François Armel, and decide to take the road to the island of Chiloe together ...

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

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Hasta luego Patagonia ...

That almost five months (we will celebrate our 5 months mop February 14) that we are gone, 20 000 km traveled from Buenos Aires to Rio Rio to Iguazu, Iguazu to Peninsula Valdez, Ushuaia Valdez, Ushuaia Glacier Park ... What beautiful steps! And we enjoy growing our choice of transport mode that gives us some freedom, and allows us to sleep almost always where you want while being at home (or almost, it lacks a hot shower and a few dozen square meters) ...

We are currently near Bariloche in the Lake District and we turn a page of our trip: we leave the Patagonia after almost 2 months in this beautiful region that is divided between Argentina and Chile, with a twinge in the heart. Especially as it was in Patagonia that we celebrated our Christmas travelers with a small part of the family.
We walked from north to south and from east to west almost 5000 km ... And we can now say we know but we especially love well.

Patagonia remains for us means:

- Immensity : large, very (very) large spaces, endless horizons, roads and endless straight lines, impressive clouds (yes), beautiful skies, the estancias (farms Patagonian ties) as large as Belgium (or almost), sunsets, huge stage lights that will never bored ... Alexander National Road 3 along the Atlantic side has no secrets for us, arrived with some pride at the end of this road that ends in Tierra del Fuego, at 3000 km from Buenos Aires!


- contrast: between the Atlantic coast, the pampas, flat, monotonous and sometimes wild and the Andean Patagonia, sweet, sometimes green, glacial ... between snow-capped glaciers and lush forests, between Patagonian steppe grasslands and Chile, between "sadness" of the cities desolate, lost not always paved streets and some new towns dynamic limit gold rush (tourists) ... between gasoline cheaper than elsewhere Special pumps and foreign fare very discriminatory ...

- Wonderful bivouacs : if Brazil, for security reasons, we often went camping in, here we have excluded almost exclusively camping. And there are spoiled for choice! It often feels alone in the world deal with landscapes. That's where we thoroughly enjoyed our trailer ... And you get used to this feeling of isolation, the return to "civilization" will be hard ...

- Nature and animals by the thousands : if cities are rare and often distant from each other, we met many animals: penguins, sea lions, elephant seals, whales, cormorants, guanacos, flamingos, rheas, armadillos, foxes ... and meetings with them always surrounded by nature. Not forgetting the sheep (the regional specialty), cows ... lost in the steppe patogonne.

- 4 seasons: we have traveled this region during the austral summer, but during these few weeks, we've known all possible times, heat, rain, snow, cold ... but a constant: wind, wind always, when it stops it better to return a few days later ... And you end up getting used.

- "Ripio" : Many roads are not paved and in very bad condition ... holes, bumps, rocks, in short everything a camper ... and we do not like either ... We have never seen so many 4 x 4 here (except in Paris) ... Anthony now knows well, and we recognize the signals of a "Quaqua" everyone in their path!
But we will keep such a wonderful memory of our passage on the Carretera Austral, Route notoriously difficult, but oh ...