Macai- The Ancient Majestic

The other day, I decided to go for a walk and see if I could take some pictures from La Piedra el Indio, a beautiful rock outcropping that I can see from my window, that towers 100 or so feet above the Rio Simpson. This little walk reminded me of how nice it is to just amble, to walk around with out a direction or purpose, just soaking up the surroundings.

When I arrived it was cloudy and grey, but after a few minutes sitting on top of the rock platform the sun burst through the clouds iluminating the beauty of the place. I had an amazing view of the Cerro Macai, which I have nicknamed the Ancient Majestic, and the Rio Simpson, which as of now doesn't have a nick name. It was a beautifully stagnent moment, I stopped and breathed, had a quick meditation session, and all of the sudden I could see the world much more clearly. I could hear the birds in the woods that surrounded me, the river murming and gurgling below, I could smell the snow on the wind, I could feel the energy of this amazing, and powerful place on the globe. For the first time the thought crossed my brain: I am Patagonian.

The first picture I snapped of Macai, the red circle is my house, which has a very ideal position in the world

A panoramic shot of Macai, I wish it had more detail on this page, but there is a limit to the resolution. The original shot is really quite breathtaking.

Walking down to the Piedra de Indio, it is a sharp knife of a rock that juts above the river, and is rumored to be the most popular place for suicide in Coyhaique.
The view of the Rio Simpson and the Piedra del Indio from my window. There are worse views in life.
This is a picture I took from the back of my classroom of the ancient magestic after a brief, but intense snow storm. Global warming has screwed things up down here, it has snowed more recently (spring) than it did all winter.