Another week of this damn pandemic and another escape to someplace we'd all rather be with Garrison Doctor of Rep Your Water. This trip is to the famed
Jurassic Lake on the wind-blown steppe of Argentine Patagonia. I hope to do this trip with Garrison and Corinne at some point.
Need more? Circle back to Garrison's dispatches from Pyramid Lake and Bolivia.
Oh, one more thing too. Tomorrow evening (5:30 p.m. MST) Garrison and Corinne are going to jump on the Rep Your Water Instagram for a live happy hour chat to talk adventure, how the brand started, answering questions and of course, enjoying a favorite beverage.
Garrison wrote... "Sitting in the rain shadow of the mighty Andes, the Patagoinian steppe is a beautiful but austere landscape. Due to low amounts of precipitation and frequent high winds, it is hard to find any vegetation much taller than your knee. Seedsnipe call from the scattered boulder outcroppings and Black Chested Buzzard Eagles patrol overhead. Winding through this remote country is the Barrancoso River, a small river fed from the snow on far distant peaks. The river's journey ends when it hits an old volcano caldera and forms the miles wide "Jurassic Lake".
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Need more? Circle back to Garrison's dispatches from Pyramid Lake and Bolivia.
Oh, one more thing too. Tomorrow evening (5:30 p.m. MST) Garrison and Corinne are going to jump on the Rep Your Water Instagram for a live happy hour chat to talk adventure, how the brand started, answering questions and of course, enjoying a favorite beverage.
Garrison wrote... "Sitting in the rain shadow of the mighty Andes, the Patagoinian steppe is a beautiful but austere landscape. Due to low amounts of precipitation and frequent high winds, it is hard to find any vegetation much taller than your knee. Seedsnipe call from the scattered boulder outcroppings and Black Chested Buzzard Eagles patrol overhead. Winding through this remote country is the Barrancoso River, a small river fed from the snow on far distant peaks. The river's journey ends when it hits an old volcano caldera and forms the miles wide "Jurassic Lake".
Technically
Lago Strobel by name, it is our understanding that the lake was coined
"Jurassic Lake" by some of the first fishermen to discover its rainbow
trout treasures so they could talk about it without giving away its
location. This has become a moot point, as the lake is fortunately or
unfortunately entirely on private land and not accessible to DIY
anglers. However, there are a couple of established fishing lodges that
provide access to the lucky and adventurous anglers who make the trip.
Corinne and I have stayed at Jurassic Lake Lodge twice over the past few
years and it is a place that has become a home away from home. It sits
exactly where you want to be, right above the river mouth overlooking
where the river joins the lake, and the wine and food are excellent to
boot.
The evaporation off of the lake is so
constant and so intense that there is no river outflow, creating a
"terminal lake" that is one of the most productive trout fisheries in
the world. Why? Well of course a productive fishery starts at the very
bottom and works up - the alkaline water creates a nutrient balance that
supports a massive scud (freshwater shrimp) population. These scuds are
so plentiful and such a rich diet for the trout that the growth rates
of fish in the lake seem to be astronomical. It is not uncommon to catch
a smaller individual (small in this piece of water becomes relative
very fast), that has a tiny head and tiny fins in relation to its body
size due to these growth rates. I also think there has to be some
limitation to the fish spawning success in the river as the average size
of the fish in the lake does not seem to be decreasing over time. In
any other large body of water with a huge food source where non-native
salmonids were introduced, eventually the numbers of fish go up and the
average size goes down. Think of lake Taupo on the North Island of New
Zealand for example... But I digress here and I am not a fish biologist,
so that remains pure conjecture on my part.
As
you walk down to the lake, a very crisp breeze on your face, the sound
of waves breaking gets louder and louder. When you hit the shoreline and
look out for cruisers the water is a crystalline, almost
unnatural looking shade of turquoise blue. You wade into the cold water
off of the rock pebble beach, strip off some floating line and send a
bugger out past the line of turbid water created by the shoreline chop.
Let it sit for a slow count of two and then start a slow, methodical
retrieve. Eight feet later you feel a subtle double tick come through
the fly line to your fingertips. Instinctively you set hard and
immediately feel the explosive power of a chrome fish that will easily
clear 12 pounds. This is when you need to clear line as the first hot run
takes your slack line and the fish jumps repeatedly heading offshore. If
all goes well, and you are on a solid hook, minutes later you will be
looking at one of the fattest, cleanest, healthiest looking trout you
have ever seen.
The river offers a whole
different experience all its own. The opportunity to sight fish to a 6 pound fish in small pocket water is pretty unique. Dry fly fishing can also
be fantastic on the lake and the river. When the wind does die down and
slicks out the lake, the fishing can become a bit more technical and dry
flies are often the best play.
In my
estimation, if you factor in numbers of fish, and average size of fish
(the 20 pound mark is not uncommon), there is not a better trout fishery in
the world right now. I would love to hear of a better one, so please
feel free to give me a heads up if you have a good lead. In the
meantime, when we can once again travel you may find us back down at
Jurassic Lake Lodge sipping a glass of Malbec and watching the moon rise
over the lake in a star leaden southern sky."
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