Another film, another dream, another day in confinement. That’s all we get, dreams and films, we’re stuck at home, fishing is only memories we have or dreams to come. Here is a beautiful one : Chilean Patagonia, Rio Coyhaique.
How bad do I miss Patagonia, the rough landscapes, the amazing rivers, the fish. Everytime I had the luck to go to Patagonia, I felt I was in a time machine that brought me centuries ago to what rivers of Europe but have been like before. Probably one of the only places where I felt really grounded in the wilderness. This film deserves to be watched on a big screen.