Monday evening the Internet died and as of this evening, Tuesday, it is still missing in action. Which really hurts out here in the Patagonia steppe where there is no cell phone service and everyone relies on the Internet,which is a series of relays from Hiway 40 over to our lodge. The lodge manager went to El Calafate today, a five hour drive, to conduct lodge business because without the Internet he simply can’t function. I think we have evolved as a human species. From Homo sapiens to Homo wifi.
So much for digital technology. Good thing we don’t need digital technology for flyfishing. And I hope it never happens. Digital technology would definitely ruin the magic of this fine sport.
However, technology is alive and well in the flyfishing world. And perhaps the greatest innovation of all is GoreTex waders. They are not only waterproof, but breathe out perspiration, are light and nearly thorn proof. But maybe technology in flyfishing has gone a little overboard, especially when it comes to fly lines. There are an overabundance of fly lines, from Skagit lines, Scandi lines, sinking, intermediate and floating lines, shooting heads, sink tips, salt water and fresh water lines, and the list goes on and on. A Google search listed — different fly lines manufactured by just one flyline maker, Rio. And Orvis has its multiple lines, as do all the other flyfishing equipment manufacturers. Too confusing. Too much, and far too expensive. A baker’s dozen would do most of us.
So much for my whining!
A great thing is that wherever in the world you find a flyfishing lodge you will find all the ingredients for an end-of-day Martini. And Estancia Laguna Verde is no exception.
Not that’s the way to end a great day of fishing.
But obviously, flyfishing and good wine go together, like a wink and a smile (sorry, old tunes often pop up in my head – a product of my advanced years – 71 to be exact). At Estancia Laguna Verde lodge there is a wonderful wine collection. As is evidenced here.
But this is only the “house wine” collection. One of the majority owners of the lodge, Roberto Alba, lovingly known as “Beto”, is a wine collector extraordinaire and when he is at the lodge, the good stuff comes out from his private cellar. More about this in a later blog. It’s time for fishing.
And speaking of fishing today, I had an excellent day in the morning, with 5 large fish landed and then lovingly released – a large Rainbow trout is too beautiful to kill.
And this is not the biggest caught today. One of the guests, a very gracious gentleman from Sao Paulo, Brazil caught this monster. Hopefully I am next in line.
The gentleman, whose first name is Louis, is here with his wife, a doctor. Couples who fish together must have a very special place in heaven, obviously next to a fully stocked trout stream. I took this picture right after lunch at the lake, after a few glasses of wine. May they always fish together – wherever they are.
I told you the lake was huge, 65 square kilometers, and often we have to walk over some interesting terrain to get to the fishing area. According to a geologist who came here several years ago to study this unique region, the lake is approximately 11 million years old, but only populated with fish since the late 1990s. And the level of the lake has been dropping recently due to less than average snowfall and rainfall for the past four or five years.
As a result, the white calcium encrusted boulders lining the shore cover more and more of the landscape. Looks like a plasterer was on drugs! Here I am walking to one of the fishing sites on the Eastern shore of the lake.
Sadly, Thursday is my last day in this wonderful hideaway from a now crazy world. We had to scramble to get any plane tickets we could for home and so we leave the lodge at 3am to drive 5 hours to El Calafate, probably stand in a long line in a heaving airport. Hopefully I will get one more posting in from Jurassic Lake. Stay tuned.