I’m finally here! The Futaleufu River in southern Chile. It was sort of an epic journey to get here.
first week in this country was well spent traveling to all the rivers
in the Pucon area which has a horizon dominated by a giant volcano that
we got to climb. I paddled on the Rio Trancura, Rio Palguin, Rio
Leacura, and a few others. All these rivers have one thing in common
and this is pretty much true of all the rivers in Chile: beautiful
bright blue water. Each run caters to different interests; for example
the Palguin is a run made up of awesome safe waterfalls, the biggest
being a twenty footer which I ended up freewheeling. The Rio Trancura
is a big warm-water run with a surf wave at the bottom that is not
incredible but is perfect for figuring out all the new big moves such
as Pan Ams, Helixes and KYs. The Leacura is a great class 3 and has a
great park-and-play spot which was great to speed over to after our
school day was finished.
of school, its great! I have a Spanish class and a geography class
which I get to have hands-on learning everyday in. The New River
Academy’s structure is very effective at getting the information for
the class into your head by total experience instead of sitting and
reading books for hours.
two weeks in Pucon we packed our trailer and began a four-hour drive to
the small town of Cheshuenco. About two hours into the drive we pulled
onto a side road and stopped at the put in for the San Pedro. The San
Pedro is a large volume river that flows out of a shallow lake so the
water is nice and warm for the run. The really cool thing about this
run is that the water is clear to the point that you can see thirty
feet down no problem and what you’re looking at are very large volcanic
formations that are very strange and abnormal looking. On top of the
water you find big-water rapids with waves that feel like they were
made specifically for downriver tricks. It was not abnormal to throw a
Kickflip and hear and feel your hull smack down flat. After taking out
we finished our drive to beautiful Cheshuenco which would be our home
base for the next week.
is your typical small Chilean town with a few general stores and a
school, but upon closer inspection there is a tourist agency. Why?
Because one of the sickest and most accessible runs in Chile is a
ten-minute drive away.
Rio Fuy has two sections: the Upper Fuy and the Lower Fuy. The Upper
Fuy is a class 4/5 run with everything from tight technical rapids to
thirty-foot waterfalls and everything in between. We had the
opportunity to run the Upper Fuy three times during our time in
Cheshuenco and each time was a total blast.
Lower Fuy is a warm medium volume run with some great boofing practice
in the first half and some awesome play on the second half. We came
across a wave that we could stick blunts and backstabs on and could
easily throw the bigger tricks but the wave was not quite big enough to
support the landing on tricks like the Helix and KY.
the most fun the group had during our time in Cheshuenco was a rolling
clinic we put on for the local kids. It was pretty funny to watch us
all try and break the language barrier with hand motions and
out-of-boat hipsnaps. Now’s my time to brag: I happened to be the only
person to get my kid to roll. My kid’s name was Maricio and he was def
the village athlete which helped a lot and after two hours he was
nailing rolls all over the place. Thanks to Zoar and Janet for teaching
me the kayak roll and how to teach the kayak roll.
eight days in Cheshuenco we packed the van and began an incredible
journey to where I’m sitting writing this, the Futaleufu. The night
before we were planning on heading on leaving for the Futaleufu our van
driver decided to head out and party. So at eleven at night our driver
stopped by to say he couldn’t drive us in the morning. It looked like
we would be in Cheshuenco for a couple more days, but thanks to the
hard work of the teachers here we had two new vans booked for the
morning so that if one didn’t show up we would have another.
next morning the first driver stopped by to say he couldn’t drive, so
we waited for three hours in anticipation of the one and only van
driver in the area. He came! We all piled into the van and took a
five-hour ride to the town of Puerto Montt where we would catch a ferry
to Chiaten. In Puerto Montt I purchased two wool sweaters to stay warm
for the Futaleufu and met up with everyone at the docks where we were
to roll our huge trailer of boats and gear onto the ferry by hand.
After a tough half hour of pushing our trailer down a ramp and up onto
the ferry we settled into the cabin for our twelve-hour ferry ride.
for fun, Sam Fullbright, who happens to be one of the brightest and
best young photographers out there at the moment, took a walk to the
upper deck to watch us disappear from Puerto Montt and into the ocean
and was greeted by a dolphin who was leaping out of the water next to
our boat for a few minutes. A few hours later we fell asleep and woke
up as we were docking in Chaiten. From Chaiten we took a three-hour van
ride to our home base here at the Futaleufu by the name of Cara Del
Indio, which translates to “Face of the Indian”. The reason for this
name is because there is the face of an Indian that seems like it was
carved into the cliff wall across from our camp. The best part about
our camp is that we are about a hundred yards away from the Futaleufu
been here for a day and have already had a memorable experience playing
in some great whirlpools at a rapid called Discobiscuit. I think that
is all I have to tell at the moment but expect some video and pictures!