If someone ask me what is the best way to walk I would remember the best place to get lost. Because I walk every day to many ways, but if I could forget the origin and destination, I will say that is my favourite walk. And obviusly I want to come back here.
In the first summer that I go to travel only with friends and my brother, we went to Licanray and Coñaripe, in the south of Chile. And one day I meet in the centre of Coñaripe with a school friend. She recomend me goes to a place named "the island" that was in the end of the beach. The same day I went here with my brother and others. We had to walk across a small reservoir to arrived. The first that we saw was a tent alone. While we were advancing the small vegetation was being higher. We sorround walking the small isle and in a moment we was in a completly green real picture. Some alternative ways ended in a big rock perfect to jump into the water of Calafquen lake or to enjoy a dreamy green mountains.
