Crossing the Canal De Chacao

The journey began with a ferry ride across the Canal De Chacao, a passage that felt like a gateway to another world. As the ferry glided over the water, I was struck by the wild beauty of the Chiloé archipelago. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of the sea, and the horizon was dotted with the silhouettes of distant islands. This crossing was more than just a means to an end; it was an experience in itself, a moment of tranquility and anticipation.

The canal is not just a geographical feature but a historical one, too. It has witnessed centuries of colonizing events, and as I stood on the deck, I couldn’t help but feel a connection to the past. The ferry ride was a reminder of the delicate balance between human history and the natural world, a theme that resonates deeply with my work in conservation.

Discovering Chacao and Castro

Upon arriving in Chacao, I was immediately drawn to its rich cultural tapestry. The town is a living museum of Chilota mythology and architecture, with its iconic church and chapels standing as testaments to the religious missionaries of the 16th century. Walking through the streets, I felt the stories of the past whispering through the wooden structures, each one a piece of the island’s vibrant history.

Castro, with its unique beauty, was the next stop. The San Francisco Temple, a majestic structure that has stood since the early 20th century, was a highlight. Declared a World Heritage Site, it is a symbol of the island’s cultural heritage. But what truly captivated me were the palafitos, the colorful stilt houses that line the coast. These homes, with their dual fronts facing the street and the canal, are a perfect blend of functionality and charm. They are a testament to the islanders’ resilience and their harmonious relationship with the sea.

Embracing the Spirit of Dalcahue

The final leg of the journey took me to Dalcahue, a town that embodies the spirit of Chiloé. The Craft Fair was a sensory delight, with its array of handmade goods, from woolen vests to carved wooden decorations. Each item told a story of the island’s artisans, their skills passed down through generations.

I also visited the Church of Our Lady of Los Dolores, another World Heritage Site, and the Historical Ethnographic Museum. These sites offered a deeper understanding of the ethnic groups that have shaped Chiloé’s history. As I explored, I was reminded of the importance of preserving these cultural treasures, much like the wildlife I advocate for in the Amazon.

This journey through Chiloé was more than just a tour; it was an exploration of the island’s soul. The landscapes, the architecture, and the people all spoke of a deep connection to the land and its history. It was a reminder of the beauty and fragility of our world, and the need to protect it for future generations.