Las Lechiguanas: autumn meeting point

With scarcely 204 km that separate Ramallo from CABA and Route 9 on both sides makes the journey pleasant and with many possibilities to stop for the obligatory coffee, refuel or buy some supplies. First advantage. The second and most important: The area explodes with life if we talk about predators such as dorado and pittapitas, that populate in industrial quantities every stream, every waterhole and every overflow of fields. Third advantage: the great course of the Paraná allows us, after having fun with the chiquitaje, to have the chance of the great gold in the photo, the one that comes out in deep waters and powerful currents, and that requires the use of large and tempting lures.

An expected meeting

This visit begins with the return of one of my hosts, the Butti, Luis and Lautaro, father and son passionate about lure fishing, who met again after the return of the youngest –Lautaro– from Denmark. And in that celebratory fishing of the reunion, this scribe intervened, who had not seen the young fisherman for 13 years, when he was just a child. To complete a circle of shared life and passions, I was accompanied by Norberto Kranz, a lure maker who witnessed my origins in the world of dolls back in the extinct Chavarri Annex of the Argentine Fishing Association (some will shed a tear at the evoke it). Times when the hot water that the Italo-Argentina company released in the pot (a kind of tailing dam), called back in the ’70s for immense chafalotes, dorados and surubíes, a small club within the club of lure lovers that They piled up shoulder to shoulder on that bridge that crossed the hot water outlet, to work their artificial ones, hoping for miracles.

These encounters already foreshadowed a happy outing beyond fishing, but the best was yet to come. We arrived at the Puerto Ramallo nursery, starting point of our hosts’ North Carolina-type boat, before the Buttis arrived, and we dedicated ourselves to seeing how the parishioners took advantage of a stretch of publicly accessible coastline to achieve royal yellow, armed catfish and occasional doradillos. Without a doubt A place to take into account for fishermen who like coastal activity.

The trophy of the season

Finally, with the arrival of the Butti family we started our day, which put us into action immediately because the first thing we did was work on a mooring area for large ships in front of the city of Ramallo. Over there large lures are used, even trolling in some cases, and It is hit by pulling in front and behind the piles that support the port structures. The slides are strong and, as soon as the lure hits the water, you have to handle the bait reel hard and also the strong rods, 15-30 lb (1 lb = 0.453 kg), which require traction. Suddenly, the expected lowering of the bar and – if the dive is accurate – a tremendous jump cutting the gold above the water.

Thus, Luis Butti achieved his trophy of the season, a 10 kilo dorado, not bad for a fishery just 200 km from CABA. Although it is clear that exceptions like this will be given to those who frequent the area very often, being The most normal thing in this part is to collect dorado from 2 to 4 kilos. (the little one cannot withstand such strong waters). On this occasion, the locals beat us by a landslide, as they achieved a couple more good pieces without us visitors being able to hoist any.
Already tired of pulling rubbish lures in white water, we went to the complex network of Las Lechiguanas to Look for more action fishing with lighter equipment. Already during navigation, the jumps caused by the noise of the engine foreshadowed good fishing because almost all the way to the first stop we caught fish. We put together teams of two types. On the one hand, spinning, both ultralight, with 2 to 10 lb rods and micro reels; as light spinning with rods up to 20 lb and 2.10 m long. On the other hand, we prepared fly cast rods, both a 3 and a 6, with the intention of looking for some dorado in that modality.
The responses of juvenile dorado and pirapitás were almost instantaneous, with a greater predominance of pirapitás in fly attempts, and of doradillos taking lures. Although both species were not large in size, the time of constant fun, with bites one after the other, contrasted with the first part of the day of few but good bites.
It is key to look for black water encounters (which ironically is the transparent water that comes out of the fields), with the brownish that comes down tinted with reddish sediments and that arrives from the North. In these aforementioned encounters there are surely hunting species doing business with disoriented foragers that arrive in these small universes where the clear waters become cloudy. In fact, a fun exercise to do was to throw lures into the murky waters and collect them quickly, slowing down the collection when it entered the clear waters, and thus we saw dorado and pirapitas that, emerging from the brown waters, entered to hunt the prey. in flight in the clear waters, allowing us to visualize the action of the bite.

We changed location to a promising area of ​​tarariras, with shallow and stagnant waters, surrounded by camalotales. However, there we also find doradillos very active, tearing our legs off the latex lures. It was the moment when Lautaro Tato Butti achieved a nice ingot of about 2 kilos by flying in a water inlet.

Popper craze

Thus we spent the day at various points touched with identical results: a impressive amount of doradillos that we caught on spinning and bait, and also of piracy (term meaning “red fish” in Guarani because of the reddish color of its flesh), which we achieved both with streamers and with soft fruits. But if we’re talking about having a great time, fly fishing for pirapitás with small poppers is a true spectacle. This fish, with a small mouth, misses a lot, although it insists, which is why in each shot we can have three or four attacks before nailing it. In ultra-light spinning, meanwhile, the Butti and Norberto used walkers to achieve the same result of motivating doradillos and pirapitás to hunt on the surface. The curiosity of the day was a tarpon – which is supposed to be a species that is not a hunter but a limnophagous – that Norberto took a lipless, right out of his mouth.

Mission accomplished for two, crossing out the reunion with friends and successful fishing as objectives achieved. Ramallo has everything to be a great fishing boat on a par with neighboring towns that exploit much more fishing, such as San Pedro, Baradero and San Nicolás. An autumn meeting point for summer and winter species that – when the cold clears the water – allows you to achieve both good silversides as well as excellent dorados, Well, these do not leave the area and feed on the first ones. Without a doubt a nice excuse to plan your return in a short time.

2024-04-14 13:00:00
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