Today i am going to talk about the scout camp near panguipulli, i had already written this but i realized that it had about 2000 words so i have to summarize.
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was a very nice bus trip of about 12 or 13 hours from santiago when we arrived it was a land with a lot of vegetation and very big about 3 or 4 hectares next to the race and the panguipulli lagoon, once we unloaded the bus we separated all the units (minor, intermediate and major) each one of them with their own unit, We walked to almost the edge of the property and found a kind of cave but made with some trees that were intertwined and gave a lot of shade in a lot of space (remember that it was summer) around this cave we put the tents and inside we set up the kitchen and with local materials we built tables, chairs and installed a couple of hammocks, In the larger one we built a fire pit where we sang in the evenings and told stories (like in a "gringa" movie) and towards the back entrance there was an open space the size of a couple of babyfootball courts and after that a lot of bushes, where we built the latrines.
to summarize the camp in matters of luck was the worst, many bad things happened, one day they entered to steal, a boy broke his arm, there were many sprains but there were also many good things that are the ties we made with our companions the moments of joy the ceremonies the places we visited (we were walking to coñaripe (15 km approx) and we slept on the shore of the lake) and although there are many things that I can not count because I already pass words, all the misfortunes that occurred this camp and the reffeccion on these along with the good memories and connections that we achieved both with our peers and with nature I can say that it was one of the most complete experiences of my life and that I am a different person after that experience
(photo of "la ruta nelquihue" taken at the end of the camp)
