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Intro: A few years back, I was fly fishing for Albies in Rhode Island and while waiting for the tide to turn and the Albies to come through, I shot the breeze with a couple other Albie addicts. Alex was one of those guys. He told me that he lives in Argentina and was in Rhode Island visiting friends and family. I will always remember Alex because while we were waiting for the Albies, Alex looked at my chest pack and said, "Dude, you may want to lose that chest pack. If you hook an Albie, you don't want to have any obstructions hanging from your body. I have seen allot guys lose Albies because the fish rips line out so fast and the fly line gets tangled around snippers, packs, tippet spools..etc." I considered his recommendation but didn't remove the pack. Well, the Albies came burning through. I tossed out my bunny fly. An Albie at it and my fly line ripped out of my stripping basket. The slack line was getting taken out so fast that it was actually flying up in my face. Wouldn't ya know it. The line somehow managed to wrap around my chest pack. The blazing Albie snapped my tippet in seconds and I stood there scratching my head. Alex said, "That sucks dude." Since then we have stayed in touch. Alex, Ray and his brother just finished up a month long fly fishing excursion through Patagonia. Here is one photo he managed to get off to me and a short fish tale.

I hope all is well. We fly fished really hard and drifted the Alumine and of course my favorite river in the world, the Rio Limay. We also fished the Quillen and Malleo and many many more rivers in Patagonia. I would love for you to join me some time here in Argentina as I will

be going to the south for the fall run of big fish in April. I have a ton to tell you and share with you. Ray caught some beautiful fish and so did Ed my two brothers that joined me. The Brown Trout in this picture is one that I caught on a five weight fly rod and I couldn´t pick her up of the bottom. She went straight to the bottom after a serious fast runs. The five weight rod is 10 ft six inches and that fish fought like a son of bitch...bent the rod. I finally beached her after a beautiful sunset. We shot some nice fotos and put her back in, of course... I will write more later.