Bariloche came and went almost as quick as holidays and elections do (or maybe those weren´t the best comparisons... Well if those feel like those examples drag on for what seems like centuries beyond your wishes then maybe imagine waiting for that greatly anticipated day in the week when you get to see the newest episode of your favorite TV show...? or... waiting for that moment, when whoever's baking that bomb banana bread that's perfuming your entire house with that sweet, warm & cinnamon-y aroma, to open the oven and invite you to have at it!! ...Anyway... you get the idea). It seemed like so long, in my initial planning, that I was going to have to wait for Bryce to visit, but as time always does, it has just flown since his arrival around the 14th of November.
We had some amazing views and great chocolate while down south, along with Bryce catching some fish that he claims, based on size, and I quote, ¨may have [my] dad for rainbow and brown now!¨. I was a personal photographer and witness to his greatness these long days in the sun, while I practiced Spanish tongue twisters and did abs along the waters edge. And you know what? I liked it so much that I signed up for the position again in Junin de los Andes! :)
We parted ways with Dana for a bit as she went west into Puerto Montt and Valdivia, Chile and we ventured back up north of the Lake district past San Martin and into a small fishing town. We knew that fishing season had just barely opened at the beginning of the month, but had high hopes of experiencing some of the best in the world. We stayed at this hostel (more like home with extra rooms) and enjoyed many scrumptious meals (and me having bites of the famous Argentinian beef -which, in sasuage form (not the steak -still not for me), I liked very much!) and much quiet and alone time. We met Miguel there, a chocolate store owner from Córdoba who had been camping along some lakes and fishing, and immediately latched onto Bryce as a fishing buddy.
He had driven down, so this convenient transportation helped Bryce fish the Curruhue, after the Quilquihue, his first few times out, had only left him with a few small trout. With no luck there, the third day we ventured (as in walked...) 9km down the road past the Military base to the Chimehuin river where Bryce finally had some big catches. While journalling, stretching and occupying myself throughout the day I was able to document two of his 30in plus brown trout successes. Overall, he feels the need to come back again to see how much he can experience during high season, but is optimistic about all else that South America has to offer him :)
We had some amazing views and great chocolate while down south, along with Bryce catching some fish that he claims, based on size, and I quote, ¨may have [my] dad for rainbow and brown now!¨. I was a personal photographer and witness to his greatness these long days in the sun, while I practiced Spanish tongue twisters and did abs along the waters edge. And you know what? I liked it so much that I signed up for the position again in Junin de los Andes! :)
We parted ways with Dana for a bit as she went west into Puerto Montt and Valdivia, Chile and we ventured back up north of the Lake district past San Martin and into a small fishing town. We knew that fishing season had just barely opened at the beginning of the month, but had high hopes of experiencing some of the best in the world. We stayed at this hostel (more like home with extra rooms) and enjoyed many scrumptious meals (and me having bites of the famous Argentinian beef -which, in sasuage form (not the steak -still not for me), I liked very much!) and much quiet and alone time. We met Miguel there, a chocolate store owner from Córdoba who had been camping along some lakes and fishing, and immediately latched onto Bryce as a fishing buddy.
He had driven down, so this convenient transportation helped Bryce fish the Curruhue, after the Quilquihue, his first few times out, had only left him with a few small trout. With no luck there, the third day we ventured (as in walked...) 9km down the road past the Military base to the Chimehuin river where Bryce finally had some big catches. While journalling, stretching and occupying myself throughout the day I was able to document two of his 30in plus brown trout successes. Overall, he feels the need to come back again to see how much he can experience during high season, but is optimistic about all else that South America has to offer him :)
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