Fishing to contramano
Delta - River of the Silver
Prov. of Buenos Aires

By: Cristian (peyerrey) Carreira
and Enrique (guiturro) Capua

Great part had already passed of long weekend of hardly replaced August and of a good influenza that had to me had to badly bringing in the week, Sunday to the night I decided to make a call in order to see if my friend Enrique Guiturro Capua were as desperate as I in to go to wet a little the hooks to the delta. Obvious across of the line I had as answer a full MORNING WE ARE GOING TO FISH IF OR IF, ready then tomorrow to 7 a.m. I happen to look for to you by your house prepares the cane of varied and one of spining by the doubts.

The Guitu surprised by my order me it says: “but we are not going to fish pejes to the river tomorrow?". The answer he was forceful: “No! I decreté the beginning of the season of tarariras the 21 of August of 2006 that is tomorrow Monday ". Between laughter and jokes by cold that was foretold for the following day we fixed that it took each one to itch at noon and we were in early seeing us the morning.

The spectacular day amaneció but with temperature below cero, happens to look for Guitu by its house and we went to San Fernando to lower the boat, to prepare everything and to leave to puncture some taranga that he tried to commit suicide in our hooks. The map course that we did was they shine/entailment/urion/low of the fear, when arriving at I complete wood of the low ones I decided to follow and to enter by the devil where we made the first attempts obtaining there mojarrones and a pair of amarillitos which we used as bait in all the day of fishing.

After some attempts frustrated in the ditches that overturn their waters in the devil we continued sailing until the mouth of the mini ones to do some you send in streams of the zone. Taking advantage of good flood that registered the river at those moments, thanks to this we could to almost enter to a pair of places that with the river in its serious normal level impossible to arrive at them.

We entered one of these paradises affluent slowly, trying to make the smaller noise possible we anchored near the mouth and we prepared the equipment again to continue the fishing. Guitu shot a line of varied thoroughly incarnating with some pieces of mojarras and I arm one baryta of 2.10 mts Side with loaded a Abu metropolitan newspaper line 4000 with nylon of 0,33. The line simply consisted of a plomito of 20 gr. pasante and steel leader with a hook long leg to which he incarnates with 3 or 4 mojarras great salty that had been in the boat of the previous exit.

To the few minutes of to have fallen my line to the water I had for our astonishment the first resentment of so wished tararira, nailed run répida and was showing the back there side of boat. Lamentably when long copear it the bait and returned to the bottom, but good, bad luck desire to fish one tararira in August already was fulfilled. Incarnate again sends and or to three minutes both not but that that another resentment another bullfight and this time if the GUITU the copeo like the Gods tararira inside, photo of rigor and again to the water.

The bait in the hook accommodates, sends and otraaaa was something of not believing another bullfight, the GUITU (Red-baptize the KING OF the FLAKE) I deposit my capture inside the boat to remove some again photos and to give back it to the water. Already totally contentments by the results that we had obtained in less than 45 minutes of to have anchored in the place, we decided to shorten the fishing day to make a shutdown té cnica in some grill before returning to house. But not without before doing I complete I shiver so incarnate throws and jajaja otraaa already was a thing of crazy people the river us prize by our patience with beautiful tararira of a little but of 2 kg that despué s of the photos tambié n returned to the water.

We undertook the return to San Fernando a the 12 hs approximately, totally satisfied by the day that had to us given the beautiful delta of our river of the Silver,

Already returning sailing by the rising tide of the peach tree we descried searched in one of its streams to the GAUCHO and his owner, friend Mauricio Oñate who when approaching to us to greet made it the question mégica in order to culminate a spectacular day. Boys I imagine that they remain to eat a asadito acé in the island with us no? And if, we brought closer the boat to the coast Mauricio caught the fire, matambrito of pig, emptiness and garlic sausages to the grill. One releases to char it between friends to close a day of little common fishing. Quié n would in the heat of say to TARARIRAS AUGUST that pretty no?.

Until the next one.

Cristian “Peyerrey” Carreira.

Enrique “Guiturro” Capua.