A Journey Through Time and Nature

The moment I set foot in Arica, I felt the pulse of the Chilean Altiplano calling to me. The air was crisp, and the landscape was a canvas of colors that seemed to stretch infinitely. My journey began with a visit to the Asoagro Terminal, a bustling market that offered a glimpse into the vibrant local culture. The aroma of fresh produce and the lively chatter of vendors set the tone for the adventure that lay ahead.

As we traveled through the Azapa Valley, the geoglyphs of “La Tropilla” captured my imagination. These ancient artworks, etched into the hillsides, spoke of a time long past, yet their presence felt as alive as ever. The San Miguel de Azapa Archaeological Museum was a treasure trove of history, housing the oldest mummies in the world. It was a humbling experience to stand in the presence of such ancient relics, a reminder of the rich tapestry of human history that we are all a part of.

The journey continued through the Lluta Valley, where the lush greenery contrasted starkly with the arid desert landscape. The town of Poconchile, with its 17th-century Church of San Jerónimo, was a serene stop, offering a moment of reflection amidst the whirlwind of exploration.

Embracing the Wilderness

The next leg of the journey took us to the Quebrada de Cardones, where the towering Candelabra Cactus stood as sentinels in the desert. Their resilience in such a harsh environment was a testament to the tenacity of life. Nearby, the Magnetic Zone offered a curious phenomenon, where vehicles seemed to defy gravity, a playful reminder of nature’s mysteries.

The Pukara de Copaquilla canyon was a sight to behold, its ancient walls whispering tales of the pre-Inca civilization that once thrived there. As we ventured into the Socoroma Valley, the landscape transformed into a lush oasis, a stark contrast to the surrounding aridness. The town of Putre, nestled at 3,500 meters above sea level, was our resting place for the night, a charming village that felt like a gateway to another world.

The following day, the Las Vicuñas National Reserve awaited us. The sight of vicuñas grazing peacefully against the backdrop of the Andes was a scene of pure tranquility. The Salar de Surire, with its shimmering salt flats, was a surreal landscape that seemed to stretch into eternity. It was here that I felt the true essence of the Altiplano, a place where nature reigns supreme and time stands still.

The Majesty of Lauca National Park

Our final day was spent exploring the Lauca National Park, a sanctuary of biodiversity and breathtaking beauty. The journey to Lago Chungara was a feast for the senses, with the Payachatas Volcanoes standing majestically in the distance. The Chucuyo Viewpoint offered an unparalleled panorama of the Andean landscape, a view that will forever be etched in my memory.

The Parinacota Bofedal, with its herds of llamas and alpacas, was a vibrant tapestry of life. The Parinacota Village, with its colonial church, was a reminder of the enduring human spirit that has thrived in these remote regions for centuries.

As we made our way to the Cotacotani Lagoons, the volcanic islands rising from the lava fields were a testament to the earth’s raw power and beauty. The journey culminated at Chungará Lake, a serene body of water surrounded by snow-capped peaks. It was a fitting end to an unforgettable adventure, a reminder of the delicate balance between nature and humanity.

The Altiplano Tour was more than just a journey through stunning landscapes; it was a profound exploration of the interconnectedness of life. Each step I took was a reminder of the importance of preserving these natural wonders for future generations. As I returned to Arica, my heart was full, and my spirit was renewed, ready to continue my work in conservation and share the stories of these incredible places with the world.