Immediately after the boat launching ramp, there was a trek that lead to a more secluded area, unaccessible by cars and thus shielded from noise and people in general.
I found shelter under a most beautiful Arrayan tree, a type of tree I had never seen before.
Arrayan is a Mapuche word for " growing only over water". It is a very distinct type of tree, with a light cinnamon colored bark and white flowers no bigger than a penny. In trying to picture it, I would advise people to picture a guava tree with a very light bark, covered in tiny white circular leaves. It is a beauty. For those who still cannot picture it, just search for a photo.
This was, perhaps the best campground I ever pitched my tent on. This is a very difficult statement to make, since I have officially made Poincenot my favorite place on earth. However, as far as the very vicinity of my tent, this place is unbeatable.
The three was a perfect reparo (shield) from the wind and rain (luckily, there was no rain), not to mention how charming it was. At night, there was not a voice to be heard or artificial light to be seen.
Not four meters away from my tent stood Futalaufquen lake. I cant tell you how awesome this place was. It was my home for a week. It made perfect sense to me, after my sojourn with the noise people on the other camp, to become a loner and just roam the park aimlessly... maybe they would name a beach after me.
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