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The beauty of the landscape not decreases in Catamarca, on the contrary, it becomes
wild and primitive, gifted with excellent visual attractive to the sinuous path, that advances
surrounding the Mountain Ranges of Quilmes. This name comes from the Indians Quilmes, one
of the tribes of the Ferocious Diaguita Race, who at the end of the Calchaquíes Wars, that lasted
35 years in the XVII century, they were taken in number of 300 families to the exile from
Buenos Aires and they gave place to the population of the same name.

Within the Mountain Ranges of Quilmes and the Canyon of the West and the Summits
Calchaquíes and the Snowy of Aconquija in the East, is opened the fertile Valley Yocavil,
longitudinally watered by the River Santa María, seat of the city Santa María de Candelaria.

I already knew Santa María because I had a Study Tour though many archaeological
deposits of the valleys Yocavil and Calchaquí to investigate the Diaguita Culture and, repeat the
journey, doesn’t displease me. Naturally, to enter in the region of Valleys and Ravines, It was
difficult for me to cross Tafí del Valle, in Tucumán, region of the Occidental Forests and
separated from Catamarca by the inhospitable Calchaquíes Summits and the Snowy of Aconquija.

But, fortunately, from Santa María exists a path that goes up towards the North, until
Amaichá del Valle: from there could be taken the Route 307, that crosses the Calchaquíes
Summits through Paso del Infierno and it takes directly to Tafí del Valle. In total, from Santa
María until Tafí del Valle, would be only necessary to travel 80 km. but that would be exhausting
due to the condition of the Routes and the sinuous heights.

I was driving at more than 100 km per hour taking advantage of the good road until
Cafayate to gain time, because the march would be slow, at no more than 40 km per hour.

I had some hours to think and I decided to use them immediately.

The landscape, the fresh air, the silent Valley, all contributed to make me feel lax and
calm, liable to meditate. But this attitude was somewhat abnormal if it is considered the
quantity of things that had happened to me recently. The lack of preoccupation evidenced a
very huge change in my interior, which was also manifested in a sensation of indifference for
the World. I felt in peace because I didn’t need anything. I was materially ruined, perhaps in
mortal danger, and this revelation only made smile thoughtlessly.

Yes, I had changed a lot. And all this change occurred in January 7, date in which I
experienced the spiritual rapture and I believed to die, and synchronistically to the seism that
ended with my goods.

How many things had happened to me! And it seemed that this would never end
because it continued occurring me offbeat things. Like the matter of Uncle Kurt.

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