Revive - A Quarterly Fly Fishing Journal (Volume 1. Issue 2. Fall 2013) | Page 43

The fishing was incredible, the wind was unbelievable and the food was the best I’ve experienced, ever. Ozzie, his guides and lodge staff created an environment that was tough to leave. The evenings spent listening to Ozzie’s story of escaping Buenos Aires and the CIA’s “Operation Condor” during the unrest in the 70’s to start a new life at this remote outpost were spine tingling. He swears the CIA assassinated his college roommate. The guides’ morning stories of sharing the bunkhouse with the other staff and who snored the loudest or had the worst flatulence were hilarious, even in Spanish.

There were no overnight hotel stays on the trip home. From the time I walked out of the lodge at Estancia Despedida until I walked in my front door, I had been traveling 31 hours. But the exhaustion of a week of battling the elements for those magnificent fish provided great dreams as I rode those winds back to the northern hemisphere.