We had another late start – we are just sleeping so well in our tent (even better after a long hike 😉) and are really getting used to this being on a “permanent holiday” (song lyrics from Mike Love) and it also took a long time to dry all our camping gear in the sun before packing it all up. I spent a bit of time at the ranger’s hut to sort out my hacked credit card issue, check in with my Mum and then a little hummingbird flew into the ranger’s hut and they gently caught it and let it go – it was a Green-backed Firecrown (Sephanoides sephaniodes) which is the southernmost hummingbird in the world but I was too slow to get a picture.

We also met a nice Chilean couple who told us about other National Parks on our way North that we should try to see.

We eventually left after lunch time in beautiful sunny weather – we could have easily spent a few more days there but more rain was on its way and we had completed all the hikes in the park. We rode out of the park and were hoping for lunch at the restaurant on the corner to Ruta 7 but it was closed. We continued riding through more spectacular scenery along the Fjord to Puyuhuapi, where we found a nice restaurant on the waterfront with a great view and had fresh grilled salmon, fresh fruit juices and raspberry cake.

We continued to La Junta where he had booked into a motel with a kitchenette for three nights to wait out the forecasted torrential rain. Upon check in, the guy at reception was a bit slow and although he understood some English and I explained that we initially had only booked 2 nights and then had booked a third night and had communicated on what’s app that we wanted to stay the entire 3 nights in the same room which we were told was ok but he seemed to know nothing about it and was very confused. As is common at most places, they take a copy of your passport and the official paper of entry into Chile for foreigners. He took my passport and copied it and then looked at it before handing it back – I had not noticed then that he looked at it because he noticed that he had not only bent but torn the official laminated first page of my passport 🤬 most likely making it invalid and more things that will require sorting when we get to Santiago.