But first, a great photo my wife took during the Asado This fish was particularly memorable. I’d fished all morning but only the dinks wanted to play.
Heading back for lunch I spotted this, he ignored everything I threw earlier and so I took a second shot.
It worked, didn’t think I’d ever land it. By the time he hit the net my knees were shaking!
Told everyone they’d have to wait on lunch, I needed a beer and a smoke just to calm down. Some came with a helping of salad We had a few visitors Spent an afternoon on Tromen Lake close to the ranch. The lake covers about 62 square miles. Very remote and not easily accessible. Dragon flies were hatching, fish were coming completely out of the water to pick them off the tule grass. Having large fish explode on the fly was a hoot!
The next day we hit the Aluminé River Reminded a lot of the Yellowstone, but without all the trophy houses, and with more fish! Fishing was so good, Gustavo had to have a wine cooler at lunch, orange crush and Malbec! And suddenly the week was coming to a close. We had such a good time, the little brown suitcase decided to stay a few more days in Buenos Aires. Waiting for our flight at San Martin de los Andes. I think I found the inspiration for Bozeman’s airport. The international airport in Buenos Aires was packed. Bob’s gal Sandy told us we were handicapped and returned with special transportation. Bob said do whatever Sandy tells you...we went to the head of the line!