I’ve figured out why this area is a fly fishing mecca. The fish have big appetites. The flies are enormous, and they bite. Luckily, they are very loud and very slow so it’s pretty easy to wave them away (and usually hit them) before they take a hunk out of your skin.
We did a cursory look into going fly-fishing, but Bode didn’t seem too interested and the cost was pretty high for a couple of cheapskates like us. Instead, we dug out our snorkels and went eye-fishing. Jason caught one that was 20 cm.
Luckily, there was a guy pesca de mosca at our campsite so we could enjoy the experience without the investment. Within 30 seconds of catching a small trout, the fish police were on him to make sure he had a permit. He did, and the small fish was thrown back in.
And, apparently, one of the keys to being a fly fisherman is having a snappy vest.