Chiloe or Tasmania

I don't like to and I try not to, but you can't help making comparisons when you are travelling, to places you've been before. When we were in the lakes district I was reminded of Taupo in NZ, the west coast of Scotland and the French Alps, at different times, and ended up having to remind myself where I was. Now in Chiloe I have the same problem, its Tasmania.

We arrived in Castro after a nice bus ride through beautiful scenery. The weather was stunning, the grass was brilliantly green, the water sparkled, there were bright yellow and red flowers in full bloom and if you'd asked me at that moment I would have been happy to move to Chiloe, live in an old wooden house and open a dairy farm on top of a hill...

Castro waterfront

Lots of boats

The countryside

Whilst the weather held we visited the National Park and the coast at Cucao.

The beach near Cucao

Lake Huillingo in the National Park

Cafe in the NP - nice

The lunch spot

Then I was forced to revoke my 'Karen The Farmer' plan in Ancud. Not because of Ancud itself, which is just as nice as Castro, but the weather turned to something I believe is more typical and we had two very bleak, housebound days. Perfect one day, rain, wind, grey, cold the next...Tasmania.

View from our room in Ancud...can't complain too much