The past twelve days have been something out of a dream. As I type this I sit bleary-eyed, drinking my last cerveza in the Santiago airport before the 24hrs of travel home to trout much smaller then we've been catching the past week and a half. My wife Ellie and I have been lucky enough to spend almost every day since April 4th fishing the insanely varied water around the small southern Patagonian town of Coyhaique with the owner of Magic Waters Lodge Eduardo Barreto and his spectacular crew of guides. We fished big rivers, tiny rivers, glacial rivers, sand flats of gigantic lakes, remote gorges and "lagunas" right out the back door of the lodge.