And so here we are with our little family reunion:). After what seemed like many weeks of anticipation pedalling my way down much of Chile, I finally met up with Mum and Dad at Puerto Montt airport. After 5 months or so without any physical contact, it was very nice just to get a hug!
We quickly picked up a hire car and started making our way directly to Chiloé, a collection of small islands just off the coast, the largest and our first port of call being imaginatively named ‘La Isla Grande’. This island is a favourite with Chileans who all talk about Chiloé with much affection – I think in large part to some of the unique culture which is strongly preserved there and of which the Chiloéans are very proud.
View out over the islands of Chiloe