I don't know how to describe or explain fishing for sea run browns on the Rio Grande in Tierra Del Fuego and my words won't do it justice. It is also struggle to explain the vastness of the land, the charm of the people, the size of the sky and the brilliant light of their sunrises and sunsets. There is something very special about the experience that you just can't explain. This is just one of those perfect experiences in every aspect (though the fishing was a bit slow due to numerous factors).
The river was low and clear and the weather was warm. Towards the end of the trip the fish were starting to really move into the river and certain runs fished/held fish better than others. I am not a "spey caster" but I have fished a time or two with two handed rods but I was constantly wishing that I had more experience and found myself thinking, "If only I could get 10ft more out of my cast." This is a dangerous thought path that then leads into thoughts of distance and accuracy and built in mends and being able to cast through the wind. The wind is a constant. Flags stand straight and skagit line ends up 25 ft from where it was intended. It was a wonderful challenge.
We stayed at La Estancia Maria Behety. The staff was great and the chef was incredible. He made the most fantastic meals and cooked "from the heart." Gustavo, you are a world class chef and I hope you are there the next time I make it back. It was glutonous. We literally fished, ate and slept. It was the life.
Estancia Maria Behety
Fox kits peaking from their den.
Dad, Sea Run Brown, Saracione, Anderson 5wt and head guide Federico.
Guanacos
