Hosteria Casa de Piedra
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TravelPod Member ReviewsHosteria Casa de Piedra Trevelin
Excellent stay at Casa Piedra, lovely room, very quiet and good breakfasts.
Thank you to our hosts
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Today was another long drive day. I spent most of the day reading. It was really windy so we just made sandwiches on the truck to avoid dust in the food and everything blowing away on us. Around 16:00 we arrived in a town named Trevelin. This is a small town with many Welsh tea shops. We were going to go into one but we had to have all the cakes and sandwiches with the tea and many of us just wanted tea so we chose to just wander around the town. ...
It took us 11 hours today but somehow we managed to pass the time. Slept loads, listen to music, chatted etc. Great views…… J was started to feel better towards the end and managed to eat some tuna pasta. Oh did I mention that it was our first bush camp. Yikes….. Gulp!!!
Ok, so it was pretty amazing really… never thought I would say ...
... had to get shepherded by 3 sheepdogs to access the farmhouse to ask permission as, as like many footpaths in Chile it was fenced off – the dogs were friendly and the duena too, so continued and scrambled down the steep slopes to try and get a decent view.
From there across the rickety suspension bridge to the main road where I thumbed a lift to the Lago Espolon turnoff – 2km, mainly uphill from there, but saw a river bridge ...
... count. A minivan waited on the otherside of the boarder to ferry us onward to Futaleufu, we just didn't have any money to pay him.... He was understanding enough and once we arrived in town he let us run over to the bank to withdraw some money then come back. That's when our problems developed a whole new depth. The only bank in town didn't accept foreign cards. In fact, we were now told, the nearest place for a foreigner to withdraw was Puerto Montt (13 hours ...
... bus appeared full. We refused to hitch hike, our noses are so raw and sun beaten. A group of Israelis who we'd eaten breakfast with, organised a local to take us down the road for a small fee. These girls ran around the entire village, approaching anyone who had a pickup, begging for a ride for a good price. I pretended to help, David sat in the shade like a lazy tomcat. On arriving in Futaleufu, we split with the young Israelis and headed out to a new camp. I may be a little ...