The Futa

Got back from South America about a week ago. Spent 6 days on the Futaleufu River in Chile. Traveled from San Fran to Dallas to Buenos Aires, Argentina to Esquel, Argentina to Trevelin, Argentina and, finally, to Futaleufu, Chile. Almost two days sucked up by traveling. Not my favorite part of the trip, but necessary to get to a place that is so isolated. Necessary and definitely worth it!

Dramatic landscapes threaded with beautiful, blue rivers. Simple, self-sustaining farmers. Powerful, demanding river rafting. Charismatic, friendly guides and staff.

The one unfortunate factor was the rain. It was suppose to be summer in South America, but for the 6 days that I was in the mountains it was raining. Everyone mentioned how unusual this was, and how it was sunny and hot only a week before. I tried not to let it bother me too much. I was getting wet in the river most days any way. The rain also meant that the water level in the river was very high. In some spots, the water level was too high to safely raft, so I wasn't able to raft the entire river.

I got to try some sea kayaking and river kayaking in an inflatable kayak. It was enough to make me interested in trying some more river kayaking. Maybe in a couple years, I may have enough experience to return to The Futa in a kayak.

As always, I wish I could have stayed longer. It felt like I was packing up to leave just as I was finding a good routine and establishing relationships with the guides and other guests.

Vacation-ing the "Alicia" Way

I'm in need of a vacation.

But being me, I won't settle for a couple days on a Hawaiian beach or a couple days on a cruise ship. No no. I prefer an ecotourist approach.

Ecotourism (according to Dictionary.com): tourism to places having unspoiled natural resources, with minimal impact on the environment being a primary concern.

I'm not a "pure" ecotourist by any means. I still find trips to historical cities and ancient ruins very interesting. But I am truly satisfied and rested after an adventure to some wilderness in an isolated part of the world. I like being an active participant in my vacation. I like turning in at the end of the day and feeling exhausted yet happy.

I was first immersed in this kind of vacation the summer of 2002. My family joined a group of people on a river rafting trip on the Rogue River in Oregon. I loved the heat, I loved the cool water, I loved getting dirty, I loved paddling through the rapids. I thought the river guides were so rugged and attractive; I went through a phase of wanting to be one.

Throughout college, I had a couple opportunities to get out of town. In the summer of 2003, I went to Alaska and rafted the Alsek River; breathtaking and exhilarating.

In December of 2004, my mom and I headed to Patagonia in Chile. We hiked around the Torres del Paine National Park.

In the spring of 2006, I spent a semester in Australia. I got the opportunity to raft the Tully River in Queensland, and for semester break, a classmate and I drove around the island of Tasmania.

In the summer of 2006, I backpacked for 16 days along the John Muir Trail. This was my first long distance hiking adventure, and it really challenged me physically and mentally but I loved it.

In the summer of 2007, I traveled to research/teaching facility in Costa Rica. I spent most of the time learning, reading, and writing. But just before I came home, I rafted the Pacuare River; a short trip, but action packed.

In the late spring/early summer of 2008, I participated in a 4 month internship in Seward, Alaska. I didn't have to travel far to enjoy the famous Alaskan scenery or the wildlife; it was right outside my front door.

And...now...we are caught up to the present. I've been working steadily since Seward. Living with my parents has made it easy to save some money for my next "vacation".

The time has finally come.

January 2011 - Rafting "The Greatest Whitewater on Earth" - the Futaleufu River in Chile.

Read all about the river and region here.

Wish me luck! I'm so excited! I can't wait for January to come!