How it all happened - 1/3

Somewhere during the mid 90s my feeling that I had to change my life became unbearable. I had been working as a manager of a Dutch shipping company for the last years and I felt that I was drifting too far away from my dreams as an outdoor lover and fly fisherman. I wanted to look for another goal in life and I needed another horizon to look at. Finally in September 1996, my girlfriend and I had our backpacks packed with some clothes, a tent and a fly rod. We left with a credit card and a single ticket to South Africa. Since then I travelled through Africa, Asia and Central America for more than a year. I fished in many beautiful waters, caught fantastic fish, met great people and felt very fortunate to be able to do this. I was keeping a diary and wrote articles about my experiences for a European fly fishing magazine. But still I had not found the place I was looking for. By December 1997 I arrived in Chile and from the moment of touching ground, I had the feeling: this might just be it. When I landed my first Chilean trout, I was truly convinced. But when I had pitched my tent on the shores of Lago Rosselot and I was fishing from a small pink wooden boat, which a local farmer lent to me, I knew that there was no way back. The unbelievable beauty of the scenery, the unspoiled nature, the untouched fishery and the endless variety in rivers and lakes, was something I had not seen before in my travelling. After more than a year of searching the globe, I finally found it. Northern Chilean Patagonia would be my new homeland. Three years later, I handed over my shares in my shipping company to my business partner and left again for Chile. But now in search of a piece of property to build a fishing lodge. I was in love with the area around Lago Rosselot, the near-by rivers Figueroa, Rosselot and Palena

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