Going towards the German settlement Frutillar we passed by several signs saying “kuchen”, and in German “kuchen” translate into cake, and we love cake. My dad would love this cake together with his afternoon coffee, it almost tasted like the Danish cake called “Drømmekage” (In English “The cake of dreams” though the name is an overstatement).
We still feel the spring even though we are in the middle of the summer. It is the 9th of January. The sun is nice and warm, but the wind is chilly. It is like the summer in Denmark.
As we got closer to Frutillar, we took the scenic route a long lake Llanquihue, and a few kilometers before Frutillar we found a nice place by the lake to wild camp with volcán Osorno, 2650 meters in the background. Check out the reflection in the glass with Late Harvest white wine.
Having dinner a quinoa salad with bacon, because we found bacon at the butcher! We have had a really had time finding bacon in Spanish called “tocino” or “panceta”. We have found it in the supermarket but I don’t want to pay 2 USD (12 DDK) for 4 small slices of bacon. At the butcher the smoked bacon was called “costillas”, which translates into ribs. Maybe it is not the right “bacon-cut”, but it sure tasted as bacon after frying it .
Further to the right of volcán Osorno we could see volcan Calbuco, 2015 meters that doesn’t have the characteristic cone shape, because the top got blasted of in an eruption.
Watching the sunset with the top of volcán Osorno hiding in the clouds
The next morning we (Lance and me) woke Esben up with crispy bacon on the bed! While he got dressed I added a few eggs on top of more quinoa, because we still had prepared quinoa left after crossing the border back into Chile. I heated up the quinoa, melted some cheese on top and drizzled chili powder. Awesome breakfast.
In the last post we were back in Chile on the 9th of January, so our travel anniversary is coming up on the 11th of January, that’s when we left Denmark one year ago. We decided to celebrate our travel anniversary, and went into a chocolate store in Frutillar. Here we bought chocolate truffles, we thought! BUT NO… they didn’t had anything to do with chocolate. We were so disappointed. Still determent to celebrate our travel anniversary I made chocolate balls. This time I did a lot better, than in El Bolsón. Mixed two rolls of crushed Oreo’s (250 grams) with 100 grams of cream cheese (I would recommend Philadelphia). Rolled the “dough” into balls and covered them partly with dark melted chocolate. Like you see in the right picture. They were amazing this time.
While I was preparing the dessert, Esben took some pictures of the birdlife by the lake (the bird in the right picture is a Bandurria)
No celebration without being clean, so we took a lake shower
The weather was really nice, and I got a sunburn reminding us still to put sunscreen on even tough we are getting further south. We had some really nice sunny days in Frutillar, which is known for its Teatro del Lago. It is famous for world-class performing-arts and excellent live music, but nothing was on the calendar when we were there. Frutillar has managed to preserve its “Germanness”, that goes back to a 19th-century immigrant heritage.
Still we enjoyed the beautiful building and its location, and walked the patio around it
Everything is a little bit more expensive in Argentina (not the meat ), so we had been living of our food supply bought in Chile. It was time to drive to Puerto Montt to do some grocery shopping, before heading further south. This time we had taken the decision of not visiting Isla Chiloé, but stay east and visit the Pumalin National Park. The other thing was, that we were also out of fresh fruit and vegetables, so we went to the local market in Puerto Montt.
Seaweed – a lot of it… I just don’t know how to cook it…?
Just buy one garlic – I have never seen them that big!
Bought a bowl of fresh ceviche – it was amazing!
Grapping a few corns on our way back to Lance
Then our worst fear came true… not while we were shopping at the local market, but in parking lot with security guards at the supermarket Jumbo someone had broken into Lance. We got back to Lance, and Esben started complaining, that he could not unlock the door to the driver seat, saying that I should never have lubricated the locks. The lock in the passenger door had never worked, but now we could unlock it. It was not until we got into our seats, that I saw that the small bag with our sunglasses was gone. Oh no… now I know why the locks are not working! Someone have broken into Lance by forcing open the locks… While traveling on the motorcycles we always carried around our camel bags with important papers, passport and a wallet with money and credit cards. But this time I had left my camel bag in the van, and I quickly found out that the thieves had been going through everything in it. They even took out the bladder with water, and they had gone through my papers and passport, but everything inside the camel bag was still there. We looked through our things, and the only thing that was missing was our sunglasses. We think they were mostly looking for cash and did not find any. We were extremely lucky, that they didn’t have time to find camera, computer (that was locked away) etc. because before getting to Jumbo, we had done most of the grocery shopping in Lider (also called Walmart) because it is cheaper. Only being away from Lance for 20 minutes to get a few extra things was our luck. Our biggest problem now was that two of the doors could not be locked, so now we could not leave Lance and one of us had to stay to guard our things. It was a Friday afternoon and we stopped by a Toyota dealer to ask for help. They said we should find “Rey de la Llave” (king of the keys), but he was not going to be open until tomorrow. We drove outside town to get a good night sleep.
Saturday morning we drove around Puerto Montt only with a street name. The street was 3-4 km long, and we couldn’t find anything called “Rey de la Llave”. A man that looked like a mechanic was walking on the sidewalk, and I jumped out of Lance to ask for directions. To our luck he spoke German and he knew “Rey de la Llave”. He gave us directions and 5 minutes later we found the place.
Meet “Rey de la Llave” specialized in fixing broken locks and keys for cars only
The place was not called “Rey de la Llave”, but it was the owners nickname. We were sure, that we had found the right place that could fix the locks. The locksmith inspected our van, and told us that it would take a whole day to repair the locks, and they also had to fabricate new keys for the locks. It was not gonna happen today – it was Saturday. We agreed on a price including everything, and we had to be back Monday morning at 10 am. Now we only had to spend 48 hours watching Lance, since we could not lock the doors. How to kill 48 hours in no time? Read the next post.
Shopping for new sunglasses