Chile: Moai on Easter Island

RAPA NUI, DAY 10

Our first full day on the island was a day of exploration with our own guide. Chris is an American from Virginia (ex-hippie he called himself) who came here eighteen years ago and really never left. He met his Rapa Nui fiancée on his first trip here, and together they have two teenage daughters.  

Chris was an amazing guide with an encyclopedic knowledge of the history of the Rapa Nui, their legends, and the assorted scientists and archaeologists who came here cataloged the Moai and were instrumental in bringing about their preservation. He could and did talk about everyone from Captain Cook to William Balfour to Katharine Routledge (early 20th century) and William Malloy. He also shared several of the theories of how the natives moved these tens of ton statues from the quarry to their present locations, including his own personal theory.

Many were made in the 1500’s and many were destroyed over the years and were not really protected until fairly recently. The Island initially had few tall trees and still has only pockets of trees; African coral flower bushes (bright orange), guava trees, and eucalyptus trees are found here and there. The large expanses of open land are largely owned by the government, but some of it (about 15%) is personally owned and used for raising horses and cattle. The population is centered in Hanga Roa and part of the island is not navigable except on horseback or bicycle.

Moai on the beach from the back side

We began the day at Anakena Beach since Chris indicated it would later be crowded with swimmers and picnickers. Our first moai of the day, moai being the name for these stone statues of kings and leaders who in death became deified, were five figures. Earlier lore stated that the moai always faced the ocean, but in fact, except for one exception we saw, they are near the coast, but face inland. Moai are on stone platforms called ahu and the ground in front, often lined with small stones, is sacred and not to be walked upon. Today there are simple signs with crossed out arrows and sometimes a line of wire that indicates you are not to trespass.

The moai were mostly made from tuff, a soft volcanic rock, from an inland quarry and then transported long distances, up to 7 miles, considering that they weighed many tons. There are many theories, but no definitive answer on how the torso and the head were moved. Made from the 1300s to the 1700s with many from the 1500s, they suffered the ill effects of weather and also defacement and destruction by humans. Today about 1,000 remain; some have been restored and repaired while others exist in a weathered, eroded, or unfinished state. Some moai also have topknots or red stone cylinders (scoria) above the head. The experts don’t agree; some say they represent hair, others that they are hats. The deep almost mahogany color of the pukao or topknot is striking sitting against the dark gray stone of the head and body.

Moai at Tongariki

We also visited Tongariki, a line of fifteen moai on a very long ahu. What was striking, in addition to just their mass and looming presence, was that each one was distinctive and different from the one next to it. Different heights and different facial features. They do share similarities, however, such as the head being out of proportion with the torso, having elongated ears, deep eye sockets, and hands placed in front on the lower part of the torso.

The quarry where the Rapa Nui carved the moai is inland with a crater at the top. It was a steep climb and extremely windy so we got lots of steps and plenty of exercise for the knees!

Moai at Rano Raraku

Lunch was ordered from a restaurant in Hanga Roa and then delivered to some picnic tables at our last stop. We had had a choice of beef, chicken or vegetarian in a mushroom sauce served with rice pilaf and mixed vegetables plus an apple or an orange. We opted for the chicken and it was quite tasty, although we almost got blown away while eating.

Having been out and about all day and gotten plenty of exercise, we opted to eat dinner at our hotel. The dining room is large and pleasant with glass doors on all sides and is often invaded by the chickens that lurk outside. The menu is limited, but the little shrimps I had in a spicy sauce were very good and the fresh salmon with vegetables equally delicious. As it turned out, we ended up eating here all three nights!

Note:  All photos ©JWFarrington (some rights reserved).

Chile: Easter Island, First Impressions

EASTER ISLAND
We flew back to Santiago from Calama last evening and then this morning flew to Easter Island. The Santiago airport has outgrown its present space and is always crowded with long snaking lines leading to the check-in counters each of which is dedicated to a specific destination. Finding which long line to be in to get to the right place is a challenge. There are staff around at various points, but signage is limited to non-existent. We were advised to get to the airport at least three hours before our 9:30 am flight so we arrived at 6:20 am. Getting there was easy as we stayed across the street at the airport Holiday Inn, an oasis of American comfort and plumbing, and could walk back to the outside elevator to departures pushing our luggage trolley.

Easter Island or Rapa Nui limits the number of visitors and, consequently, you have to not only have a valid passport, but after you get checked in, there is a three-part form to fill out which asks for your hotel or accommodation name and address. We were also told that you might have to show a copy of your hotel reservation (we didn’t). Having filled out the form, you then find the police booths and get in line to present your completed form. Only after that do you go through security! The whole process for us took about an hour and a quarter and we were glad we hadn’t waited to go over later! We had time for a bit of breakfast before boarding!

The island belongs to Chile (they claimed it in 1888) and is the most isolated inhabited island in the world. It’s almost 3,000 miles out in the Pacific from Chile. The flying time is just over 5 hours and it’s two hours earlier than on the mainland. We were on one of the new Dreamliner airplanes which seemed to dwarf the small terminal when we landed. So small that they wheel stairs (which felt a bit rickety going down) out to the plane and then you walk a short distance on the tarmac. Temperature was around 70 with a very strong breeze, but it felt tropical, was slightly humid (most welcome after the dryness of the desert), and there was a sweet smell to the air. Despite the wind, many deplaning passengers had their iPhones out to snap photos of the plane itself and the entrance to the terminal and some really gorgeous hibiscus blooms.  Even the Chief Penguin participated!

Our hotel, Hare Noi, just a short distance from the airport, is a lodge-like series of buildings built of stone and wood and connected by boardwalks. Examples of Rapa Nui art and craftsmanship decorate the walls and hallways. And throughout the property, there are large blocks of native stone including one in our room. I think it has reflectors on it so you don’t hurt yourself, but tonight will tell the tale.

The common area is pleasant with tables and chairs and sofas and on the deck outside is more seating. Overall a bit in feel like an elegant summer camp!  

We like to get out and walk when we arrive at a new destination, and today was no exception. We chatted with the helpful young woman at reception and arranged for a taxi to take us into Hanga Roa, the main town on the island where most of the residents live. And then to pick us up again an hour later. The downtown area consists of a few streets with lots and lots of restaurants serving empanadas, ceviche, burgers, and fresh local fish washed down with beer, pisco sours, and caipirinhas. In between the eateries were several supermarkets, shops selling souvenirs and handicrafts, tour agencies, a car rental place and other services.

We walked down to the shoreline, still very windy, and gazed upon the breaking waves and noted some colorful boats moored at one end.

Note:  All photos ©JWFarrington (some rights reserved).  Header photo is of a Moai reproduction in Hanga Roa.

Chile: Atacama Salt Flat

ATACAMA DESERT—SALT FLAT & CHAXA LAGOON

On our last full day in the desert, we took a late afternoon into sunset excursion to Salar de Atacama and Laguna Chaxa, the Atacama Salt Flat and the Chaxa Lagoon. Our group was to be four guests plus a driver and two guides. The second couple bowed out and so the Chief Penguin and I had the full attention of both guides, Karina and Claudio. She comes from farther south in Chile and has been here for a year, but just a few months with Tierra Hotel. She loves the job and speaks fluent English and German in addition to her native Spanish. Claudio has worked for Tierra for 10 years and loves the quiet of this part of the world. They were both excellent and made it a most enjoyable and informative outing.

Tambillo forest

The salt flat is about 45 minutes south of the hotel and we made two stops along the way. The first was a very brief stop at Tambillo, a planned forest that was developed in the 1960’s to encourage ranching. It was a popular spot for picnicking and still is to some extent, although any regular maintenance of this grove of trees ended with the 1973 coup. Green trees are so rare here that such a place has appeal in a way we probably don’t fully comprehend.

With Claudio
Church in Toconao town square

Our second stop was in the small village of Toconao where we wandered through an extensive linear garden filled with fruit trees (oranges and pomegranates), a looming tall eucalyptus tree, and fragrant pink rose bushes. The garden is nestled midst large stone formations and an aqueduct system. We then checked out the town square and its historic 18th century church. I popped into a local handicrafts store to buy trinkets for my granddaughters.

Continuing on to the salt flat, the landscape changed and the sand was covered with small tufty plants (made me think of a similar plant in New Zealand).  The sand itself was coarser, more pebbly and grayer in color.

Atacama Salt Flat

This salt flat is part of the Reserva Nacional Los Flamencos, a national flamingo reserve. Chile boasts three species of flamingo:  Andean, Chilean, and James’s, but this time of year the Andean is the one most observed and that’s what we saw. The salt flat is gray and spiky with paths running through it that look like packed whitish gray snow, but are easy to walk on and not slippery.  Scattered throughout the flat are small lagoons varying in size. This is what attracts the flamingos who come to feed.

Flamingos in the lagoon

We couldn’t really get very close to them, but seeing them from a distance and watching them fly overhead was an impressive sight. The Chief Penguin has a serious camera and so he was able to get some great photos (see his two shots below).  We spent about 45 minutes walking the trail and watching where the flamingos landed or looking up as they flew by almost in formation.

Flamingos in flight!

Just before sunset, we returned to the visitors’ center for snacks and drinks (thanks to the hotel and our guides) and then waited as the sun began to touch the horizon. To the east, the Andes Mountains, always pretty, turned pinker as dusk approached. This was a memorable excursion for sure!

Note:  Most photos ©JWFarrington; flamingos in flight and lone flamingo ©GCFarrington (some rights reserved).  Header photo is from the salt flat looking toward the Andes Mountains at sunset.

We were not alone
The Chilean flag is seen everywhere

 

Chile: San Pedro & Food

DAY 7

SAN PEDRO DE ATACAMA
Since we had the morning free, we decided to go into San Pedro and visit the Museum del Meteorito. (The hotel van drove us over, but we walked back which took about 45 minutes.). The museum is small, two tent-like domes and was surprisingly high tech.  

With an audio guide (in English), we made the circuit around the larger dome and heard about the meteorite artifacts that were in glass cases. Below each case was a video screen with a clip about what was in the case, how it got there and how meteors form and what their significance is for planet Earth. There were also wall-mounted posters in both Spanish and English with some of the same information.

The level of detail was almost that of an undergraduate course, but we did learn a lot and, at the end, got to touch some meteorite fragments which were explained to us by a resident guide.  

We then walked along dusty sandy, Tocopilla, the main thoroughfare in this town of 10,000 people. Here you find restaurants, shops, hostels, a gas station, and a very attractive church.  It’s obviously the hub for anyone wishing to explore the desert who is not staying in one of the hotels or resorts on the edge of town.  Just outside the business district is a section of homes for residents; like everything here, they are made of adobe, sometimes it’s adobe bricks, other times solid adobe walls, and even round adobe stones.  

We came upon several people in the process of adding tent-like upside down V’s to the top of their adobe wall. This tent shape is used to represent the nearby volcano.

Locals can have water delivered to square areas in their yard for their gardens, and if they don’t have their own wells, they may get water delivered to their own storage tanks or they purchase bottled water.

CUISINE
You might wonder what we’ve been eating the past few days. Overall, the food is creative and tasty.  Breakfasts here are done buffet style with the full range of hot dishes (scrambled eggs, bacon, cooked vegetables), an endless variety of breads and pastry, fresh fruit (usually pineapple, watermelon, kiwi, bananas, and cucumber melon, sort of a cross between cucumber and cantaloupe), and cold meats, cheese, and smoked salmon.

Lunch and dinner are a set menu with typically three choices for each course—an invitation to overindulge! One main course is vegetarian.  The soups are very good (cream of broccoli, cream of mushroom, vegetable with razor clams, e.g.), and we’ve had plenty of fresh fish such as corvina and swordfish plus baby octopus, fresh crab, and shrimp. The Chileans tend to eat more salads and fish and less beef than in neighboring Argentina, so we’re told.

Baby Octopus on Quinoa
Abalone on Avocado
Grilled Corvina and Shrimp on Puréed Black Beans

Today at lunch, the Chief Penguin and I both tried a special Chilean sandwich. It consisted of shredded beef on a hamburger bun slathered with mayonnaise sitting on a tomato slice, and topped with rings of chile pepper and thinly sliced green beans. The beef was tasty as were the accompanying potato wedges, but less mayonnaise was in order.

For dessert, there’s always a special cake of the day (carrot or Black Forest, e.g.), ice cream and sorbet, a cheese plate, and usually some fruit. Today the fruit was a thick slice of grilled pineapple in a syrup with saffron served with a scoop of a tropical sorbet.

Note:  All photos ©JWFarrington (some rights reserved).  Header photo is a patch of green on the outskirts of San Pedro de Atacama.