A Fish!

Wednesday, March 11

After a week of extreme travel is was nice to get settled again in Puerto Varas. Daniel and I did a quick tour around town before the rain rolled through. Puerto Varas, it turns out, is a beautiful city when the sun is shining and you can see the volcanoes overlooking the lake. When it’s dark and raining, it’s not much to show off, and I felt bad that this was my brother’s first impression of my temporary home. Fortunately, however, the skies began to open up on our way home and the sun poked through the clouds. There was no better way to take advantage of the impromptu sunshine than to fish on the beach for a couple hours before dinner.

Pearl joined us after about 45 minutes, and as we were talking about how impossible it would be to catch a fish here, due to the lack of coverage and protection on the open beach, Pearl snagged a small trout. The funny part was Pearl had never caught a fish before and didn’t even know she had one on the line. It wasn’t until the fish jumped 5 feet from the shore that we knew she had hooked one. We finally got it up to the beach and just as we were pulling it ashore, it flopped and released itself from the hook before we could get out hands on it. With no photographic evidence, I could be making this whole story up, but you should know that after today I will be fishing with a new purpose on the beach outside our apartment. Now I know for a fact that there are fish in these waters and they want nothing more than to be caught by me. What a way for Pearl to end her stay with us before she boarded her bus back to Santiago.