I woke up the boys to Lil Pump "I'M ON THE MOLLY" and they all woke jamming. It was 5:00 a.m. I woke them up early so we could all get ready and head to the Limay River. I was excited about the Limay River because it is one of Argentina's best fly-fishing destinations. Locals catch trout and native species because of the good fishing there. They say the fish here thrive in the cool waters of the snow melt and the glaciers. The trout were brought to Argentina from European settlers when they came here and wanted to have fishing in such a good ecosystem. I found out this information when I was planning our trip, so I had to bring my gear. It was close to 5:30 a.m. and everyone ate and we loaded the car. It was only a 20 minute drive to the spot we were going to fish. The day before I had asked the locals what to fish and they said, "Use dark dry-flies with some color. And then if you're going to nymph, use one dark and one brownish color." I had to ask this because all of the bugs in the world are different colors and sizes. It all depends on the ecosystem. (Ecosystems)We arrived at the river at 6:00 a.m., and I looked for big riffles and deep pools. I found a good, one hundred yard stretch with a close rifle and a deep pool. I told the boys the good news and we suited up. I gave them each a set of waders and boots. I set them up with a nymph rig. This was because they were just starting out, and I knew it would take them forever to learn how to use a dry fly. I examined the depth of the water. It had mossy rocks which means it was going to be slippery for the boys. I walked them out to a spot that looked good. I then gave each of them a casting lesson on how to cast, mend, shoot line, set the hook, and see if you have a fish. When I got to my spot I fell in love with the clear blue water and the amazing surroundings. All around were mountains, valleys, and clear blue skies. I had to get my attention back to fishing.
I cast my line into the crystal clear water and watched it float. I mended the line to make sure the drift was correct. I watched two fish rise on my fly but nothing bit. I tried this spot one more time to see if a fish would bite. I cast out past the rifle and hit the bank. It fell off a log, and into the water. Then a big brown trout rose and ate my fly. I immediately set the hook as hard as I could and I hooked the fish. I was in a five minute battle with this fish. I yelled to John to get the net. I brought the fish up to John and he netted the fish. I went crazy and hugged John. I had just caught the biggest trout of my life. I held the fish and Mason and James were mad because they couldn't catch a fish.
We moved spots so Mason, James and John could catch a fish. I changed them to dry flies. After that they were all on the fish. Mason and James caught four twelve inch rainbow trout. Then John starts yelling. His fishing rod looks like a bent hose. I grabbed the net and said, "Keep tension and reel that MOFO in!" After a ten minute battle, John finally landed the fish. We all went crazy and took pictures. The fish John caught was a twenty-five inch brown trout just a little smaller than mine. We all finished the day catching a lot of fish. We loaded up the car knowing that those moments at the river will be in our memories forever. We all hopped in the car and everyone says, "Ryan you are the smartest person ever." I felt really good because I knew I had shown them the great sport of fly fishing. When we rolled up to the hotel around 6:00 p.m., we are exhausted. We went out to eat at a nearby Subway, which is about 20 minutes away, and then go back to hotel. When our heads hit the pillows, we instantly fell asleep.
I cast my line into the crystal clear water and watched it float. I mended the line to make sure the drift was correct. I watched two fish rise on my fly but nothing bit. I tried this spot one more time to see if a fish would bite. I cast out past the rifle and hit the bank. It fell off a log, and into the water. Then a big brown trout rose and ate my fly. I immediately set the hook as hard as I could and I hooked the fish. I was in a five minute battle with this fish. I yelled to John to get the net. I brought the fish up to John and he netted the fish. I went crazy and hugged John. I had just caught the biggest trout of my life. I held the fish and Mason and James were mad because they couldn't catch a fish.
We moved spots so Mason, James and John could catch a fish. I changed them to dry flies. After that they were all on the fish. Mason and James caught four twelve inch rainbow trout. Then John starts yelling. His fishing rod looks like a bent hose. I grabbed the net and said, "Keep tension and reel that MOFO in!" After a ten minute battle, John finally landed the fish. We all went crazy and took pictures. The fish John caught was a twenty-five inch brown trout just a little smaller than mine. We all finished the day catching a lot of fish. We loaded up the car knowing that those moments at the river will be in our memories forever. We all hopped in the car and everyone says, "Ryan you are the smartest person ever." I felt really good because I knew I had shown them the great sport of fly fishing. When we rolled up to the hotel around 6:00 p.m., we are exhausted. We went out to eat at a nearby Subway, which is about 20 minutes away, and then go back to hotel. When our heads hit the pillows, we instantly fell asleep.
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