Home Sweet Home ????

That is one long day of flying and many different airports to get from Andros Island to Divide, Montana in one day. I finally touched down at about 11 pm and was greeted to snow, 10 degree temps. and super slick icy roads going home. That’s when I thought to myself now why didn’t I stay there for just a few more weeks. Erik, Speedo and Lulu, Tony and Art, Jim and Sandy are all going there during that time and asked me to stay—-but no I had to get my neck bowed and stick my head in a snow drift here. Oh well there has been some question as to my sanity as of late. Like the one sign at Hank’s states—don’t annoy the crazy person.
I spent the major part of the winter there and here I’m whining.
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Yesterday morning I got a call from Delta saying that my bag finally showed up. I can’t tell you how relieved I was, but listen to this. I flew Delta all the way but my bag arrived on Alaska Air from Seattle — go figure that one out. I had just about given up on it and was in the process of doing an inventory to file a claim. In all this I did discover some interesting facts. Delta will pay up to $2800 for lost luggage if you have all receipts etc. on domestic flights. How ever they will only pay nine dollars per pound on international flights with a cap of seventy pounds which totals $640 max unless you declare excess value on your baggage when checking in. Some thing to remember if your putting your multi piece rods, reels and the like in your checked … Continue reading

South America, Reflections

This was a trip of a life time but I don’t know if I will ever do it again as long plane rides really get to me. Some people like non-stop flights to where ever but as far as I’m concerned they could stop every hour to switch planes and it would be ok with me. I flew out of L.A. on Lan Chile Airlines and I will have to say the service was excellent. They were constantly feeding us and offering Chilean wine and both were great. We did make one pit stop in Lima, Peru to gas up and they said we could get off the plane for awhile if we so choosed, I was the first one at the door. The flight from Santiago to Punta Arenas wasn’t bad as we were flying over the Andes and the view of the mountains and glaciers was … Continue reading

South America, Part Four

After leaving the Punta Blanca Hotel we headed further into the interior to explore some of the tributary’s of the Rio Gallegos River. We came upon this very large Estanzia and went to the main house to ask permission to go on their property. The people there were extremely nice and they invited us in for coffee. The lady of the house was originally from Spain and could speak fluent English. She told us about some streams that were on the ranch where she could see fish feeding on the surface quite often. Needless to say we were all ears. This one particular stream was about fifteen miles from the main ranch and on a very rough trail, but it was still on their property (this gives you some idea of the size of some of these Estanzias).
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South America, Part Three

From the city of Rio Gallegos we headed west into Patagonia. It’s amazing how much of that country looks exactly like parts of central and eastern Montana. Paved roads were not to be seen. There was this one section where they had paved half the road and of course everybody drove on that half and only swerved off just before impact. We were heading for a small stream called Rio Gallegos Chico which Perry had discovered a couple years before when he was doing his trout bum thing. Again out in the middle of nowhere after we topped this hill there stood an Argentine policeman. He was fully armed with the all too familiar M16 and a 45 on his hip. There was no vehicle within sight and I have no idea how he got there. Maybe they drop them off in the morning and pick em up … Continue reading

South America, Part Two

As I mentioned before there were four of on this trip. Al, Barry, Perry and Terry. Three guides from Montana and Terry the salesman from L.A.

With the slow fishing on the Rio Grande and the fact that we were almost completey out of food, we decided to break camp and head to Argentina. We finished off the lamb while we were waiting for the ferry to go back across the straits and it was still delicious. On the trip over the wind wasn’t too bad and although still a bit rough in that little ferry. On this day as we waited and watched across the straits all of us were very quiet. The wind was howling and the sea was quite angry. I finally told the guys that I didn’t think that little ferry would be coming today, but Perry said I think I see it. As … Continue reading

Tierra Del Fuego

Some years ago some friends of mine and I took a trip to the southern end of South America, across the Straits of Magellan to Tierra Del Fuego. We camped on the Chilean side of the island along the banks of the Rio Grande River. One of the guys with us had spent a couple summers down there exploring and knew about this spot. It was on a private Estanzia (ranch) but Perry had obtained permission for us to camp there. We each had our own little tents and the first challenge was to set them up without having them blow all the way to Cape Horn, (which isn’t that far away). If you don’t like to fish in the wind, this is not the place to go. It blows constantly and sometimes it really gets with the program. We anchored the tents down with anything we could … Continue reading

The Mongolian Taimen

I don’t think it’s a coincidence that I’ve been seeing alot of attention drawn toward Mogolia recently. Not long ago, fly fishing streams and lakes with no names in the wilds of Alaska was the ultimate fly fishing adventure. Now it seems that Alaska is the Walmart of fishing excursions, and Mongolia is where the real adventurists go to get their fix. Let’s just hope that the government and infrastructure can handle the attention and keep their rivers from being overwhelmed.

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