Puerto Mont is a small coastal town with colorful somewhat shabby houses; there we boarded our buses and drove through lush green vegetation past Lake Lanquihne, the largest body of water in the area, on the way to Lake De los Santos, or Emerald Lake, aptly named for its turquoise-green waters. Aboard a lake boat we glided along its calm waters ringed by tall mountains; Osorno, a massive though gently sloped volcanic mountain with snow a covered cap dominated the scenery, much like a Chilean Mt. Fuji. From the lake, we ventured to the Petrohue waterfalls where several rivers converge, tumbling from the surrounding mountains creating gurgling white water rapids. It was a beautiful sunny day; the bright light made the water sparkle as it eddied and swirled. Rena found a beautiful Alpaca sweater in an unlikely little tourist shop along the trail. We ended up at the ski base near the top of Osorno where we stopped for the view and more hiking. The soil was deep red between the scraggy rocks and the view of the valley below was breathtaking. The lunch stop, in Ensinado, a popylar resort area, was memorable for the Rheas and the Alpacas grazing in the yard and the type of bad meal that you might expect to be served to a busload of tourists.
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