Chile, Siete Tazas

We left lovely Valparaiso, passed through a couple of tunnels, and went to the Santiago airport {which is on the west side of town, so was easy to get to from Valpo} to drop off Erin, and then drove south. Plan was to stay somewhere cute in wine country but we ran into a sunday town party that both killed time and our ability to get anywhere in town, so we pushed on to Parque Nacional Siete Tazas. Alot of driving for Sara but waking up there was lovely.

 empty campground in a beech forest

 we each went for hikes. Sara's was more grand, again, i'll get pics of hers up eventually. i saw a cold tarantula and a happy lizard.

 i should mention, we had a lovely lunch at the end of the road in the park, a huge slab of steak with gravy and a potato puree as they call it. really hit the spot. Chilean food in general isn't very good, but they can cook meat and potatoes.

 Siete Tazas means 7 cups. When the water level is lower it's easier to see, but in this gorge there are 7 pools, 4 or 5 of them are in these pictures.

 salt lick on the road we reckoned

 bridal veil falls, downstream of the 7 cups

 2 cuties

 note the sign

 cowboy on a cell phone