The two faces of Cochamo

Trip Start Jan 14, 2009
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Trip End May 2010


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Sunday, February 22, 2009

Lindsey and I stuffed our faces with veggies and meats to cross borders, dealt with the wind and rains of Torres del Paine and rushed to the Punta Arenas airport all in the name of getting a chance to visit the valley of Cochamo, deep in the dense jungle of Chilean Patagonia. Cochamo certainly didn't disappoint, but we experienced first hand the two faces of the Cochamo Valley!

Sunset on the Elephant and Trinidad in Chochamo, Chile
Sunset on the huge granite walls of Cerro Elefante and Cerro Trinidad in Cochamo Valley

The awesome, shiny, wonderous face of Cochamo

On the local bus to the town of Cochamo, we met Gerry and Kevin, the only other gringos on the 3-hour bumpy ride to the town of Cochamo. A few grunts, nods and rough exchanges, we knew we'd get along and that weŽd all be climbing together! Before long, we'd set a plan to hike as a group into the Cochamo valley and share costs as much as we could along the way (ride to the trailhead, hire horses to pack our huge packs of gear and food, etc.).

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Riding with Gerry and Kevin in the back of a pickup as we head up to the Cochamo valley trailhead

After getting our ride to the trailhead, we shared travel and climbing stories along the 8km or so hike into the Cochamo valley.

Gerry, Kevin, Lindsey, and Ben at the start of the Cochamo, Chile, trailhead
Yeah, we like hiking - starting the trek into the Cochamo valley

The hike into the Cochamo valley is a wonderous, muddy track that winds it's way over raging rivers, through muddy trenches between thickets of bamboo and groves of alecers trees! We'd heard rough things about this trail, but we didn't find it that bad. Probably because we'd found a way to get a local gaucho in town to hump in our gear on his horses the next day so we had relatively light packs. Later, we'd find out that it hadn't rained the days previous and as such the trail was in exceptionally good condition!

As we made our way into the Cochamo valley, we were awestruck by the red and gold sunset, which reflected back onto the massive granite domes, that this place is slowly becoming famous for. The backdrop is unbelievable: crystal clear streams, lush temperate rainforest and of course the huge granite monoliths that climbers and non-climbers alike can't help but gawk at!

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A view of Cerro Milton Adams over the Cochamo River

We awoke the next day to sunshine and to our packs and gear arriving on horse as we had arranged the day before. The fact that this worked out so smoothly was amazing to me... I thought for sure there would be some hiccup in the whole deal! We were stoked. We pulled together our stuff together and rushed off to the climber's refugio to get a spare rope and get the beta we needed to climb as a group of three (Lindey, Kevin and Ben).

Gerry riding in valiantly with our climbing gear
Gerry and Victor with our gear!

The weather was still holding, though clouding up a bit, as we got on the first pitch of Camp Farm (a 7-pitch, 5.11b climb) that makes it way up the first bit of the massive Cerro La Junta.

Cochamo rears its wicked face

By the time I made it up the first pitch, which is a full, sustained 63-meter, 5.11b slab (the longest, single pitch Lindsey and I have ever climbed), the sky had started to darken. The rain started as Lindsey was finishing the pitch and Kevin still had to climb. The rain started as a light trickle and then within 30 seconds, we were enduring likely the hardest rain storm we'd ever survived! Cerro Junta and all the big granite monoliths in the valley became raging torrents of water within minutes, literally collecting into waterfalls on all sides of us. Water was running down the rock slabs, dousing our helmets, harnesses, shoes and gortex outwear. We were literally sopping within a minute or two and the water was starting a raging river at the base of the climb. Would we rappel fast enough to be able to cross the rapids that had been a trickling stream when we started? Would be able to cross the river we forded on our way to the climb? Would we ever live to see another sunny day?

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Rapping in the rain... looks better than it really was!

Hiking up and down the trails to return to camp became a test of mud sliding abilities with the trail turning into rivers of mud! It takes nerves of steel to stay focused while you sop around in wet boots with a waterlogged pack in the heart of the Cochamo jungles!

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Lindsey staying focused! On many trails, you have to walk on narrow paths 5 feet above the actual trail to avoid ankle-deep mud!

It poured continuously that evening and all through the next day! I mean continuously! We were trapped in our tent with our only dry spare clothes on while our tent and all our wet stuff soaked up more of the rainstorm.  That day, while trying to kill some time while the rain poured outside, Lindsey jotted down a few notes that really capture what life was like in our cramped, wet tent:

The smells - damp, sweaty socks, decaying bark and earth, the sweetness of an open packet of cookies in the corner, the deodorant of Old Spice we seemed to have lost the lid for, leftovers in the the pot from the meal we cooked...
The space - a delicate balance of being equitable of our tiny space, balancing our bodies and bags on top of the Thermarests as the only way to guarantee dryness.  The necessity of always having one's ears alert so that when the pitter-patter on the rain-fly subsided a little, it was a mad dash of throwing on one's boots in the vestibule, inevitably encroaching on the other's space, to dive awekwardly outside the tent to relieve oneself.  It was always a reward to the other person too, for they could now use the expanded space to stretch and relieve a few kinks in the body... 

That day and a half reminded me of a time when climbing buddies Ralph, Dave O and I shared a two-person! tent in the Picketts Range in the North Cascades of Washington for two days waiting out a storm.

Lindsey and I were going stir crazy and the weather wouldn't cease. The next day the rain continued!  But we were bound and determined to be dry!  There is a a cave some 300 feet higher at the base of one of the granite domes that has some single pitch climbs that are steep enough that even in the most serious of downpours, and the climbs and the ground below them stay dry. So we took refuge in this cave and even got some climbing in-though most of the climbs were quite technical and hard. This climbing area is appropriately named Pared Secca (Dry Wall!).

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Ben fighting his way up a 12a at Pared Secca - bolted granite routes can be so rad!

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Lindsey redpointed the awesome layback 10b at Pared Secca

The rain continued on and off for the next two days with the odd sunny period. We found ways to entertain ourselves and even got on a few climbs when the sun was out, but it wasn't until the last day (day six) that we got our chance to head back to Camp Farm (the climb we started up on our first day). The day broke clear and Cerro La Junta looked prime for climbing!

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Camp Farm is a classic climb on Cerro La Junta

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Pensive Lindsey as morning light broke on the Cochamo valley

The weather held that day and we got some great pitches in! On the second pitch, Kevin almost climbed into the famous Cochamo death beetle that we'd seen on trails previously!

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Kevin strolling up the second pitch happily, just before running into the awaiting death beetle!

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Kevin following the famous wide crack and wet slab of pitch four!

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Lindsey climbing a great 10b traverse pitch

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We were sad to leave the adventurous paradise that is Cochamo, but we have a good feeling that we'll be back for more!

Ben and Lindsey on the tram to the refugio in Cochamo, Chile
This was a favourite river crossing! No need to ford the river in bare feet!

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The beautiful Cochamo valley

Cochamo Endangered
Damming in the Lakes District of Chile [further reading] may lead to this pristine area being severely flooded and potentially changed forever.  Lindsey and I were deeply affected by this news and will post more details on what could happen to the Cochamo valley if water rights trumph local landowner and environomental rights of this region. 

For the complete set of Cochamo photos, check these out!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/benkunz/sets/72157614382919242/
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Comments

johnsolaro
johnsolaro on

Nice!
hey ben, these are some of the best pics yet. the mountains in the mist...wicked. the river crossing...even wickeder.

we're in australia right now, but i don't think we'll be able to top what you're doing on this trip :)

hope you guys are having an awesome time!

john and mackenzie

sallykunz
sallykunz on

two feces of Cochimo oops typo
Yea I heard how absolutely muddy the trial was ...ankle deep in gooey brown like my title. (If you want you could nuke this entry.) Have a safe trip on the 23 hour bus to the Bolivian border. Hope you digest the great breakfast of Bolivian corn that you caught from one of the Fiesta de Vendimia parade floats yesterday afternoon in Mendoza.

vipergram
vipergram on

Sundary morning in Dodge
Reading your blog is way more entertaining than any newspaper! As I sip my Starbuck's and gaze out on the snow covered back yard, I'm envious of your adventure, but damm my flannel jammies are nice!! Take care. Judy

krista.mcmillan
krista.mcmillan on

Sweaty socks and Old Spice
Yes...as much as I love this kind of adventure, I will have to agree with your friend who says that their warm, dry, flannel PJs suit them just fine! Really incredible photographs. Love the updates!! Stay safe. (and dry)

davidkimber
davidkimber on

..yay!...grr!..
fantastico!!! and to think.. i'm heading to the climbing gym. maybe i should take a week off and meet up with you guys on the trail somewhere?

drjillo
drjillo on

Soggy goodness
Glad to hear you are keeping your sense of humor & adventure despite Mother Nature's tantrums! Good on ya! Lindsey, you look so beautiful in those photos. Is there really such a thing as a Death Beetle? Thanks for the wonderful stories & pics!!

benandlindsey
benandlindsey on

thanks to blog readers
Trying to capture our experience of Cochamo in words and photos was challenging, esp. with crappy internet connections and never having much time to sit down to work on it for more than a few mins at a time!

It means a ton to us to hear from all of you... keep em coming.

And lastly, but most importantly, please do come join us! If you seriously have interest in visiting some of the areas we are planning to visit, let us know and we'll travel together for awhile!!! (So yes, Dave, come join us!)

(PS - See our first entry for our planned itinerary)

benandlindsey
benandlindsey on

Link to Chelsea's Cochamo blog
For those interested in another perspective, here's a link to Chelsea's blog on Cochamó:

http://adventurasgringa.blogspot.com/2009/02/getting-schooled-in-cochamo.html

Chelsea was the badass in the group we hung out with in Cochamó and after we left, she and Kevin did some major ascents, including a second ascent of 'EZ does it' on Trinidad. You guys are my heroes!

Lindsey

joebarb
joebarb on

blog
Well, I tried to rate your travel blog as a 10/5, but was only allowed a 5/5.
You have no idea how much we are enjoying your blog with the amazing pictures and commentary! It is pretty much like a vicarious free vacation to some of the most fabulous and remote locations in South America.
You are a pair of real travel warriors! Hoping to connect with you two if you spend some time in Comox before or after heading to Wyoming and prior to your travel evolution to Asia.

Cheers,
Joe & Barb

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