The only helicopter trout fly-out fishery in South America, Lakutaia Lodge fishes the southernmost rivers of Chilean Patagonia in the UNESCO Cape Horn biosphere reserve on remote Navarino Island. This intact adventure includes an overnight in Punta Arenas at the historic Hotel Jose Nogueira, round-trip lodge charter and fly-out fishing in one of the world’s most unique corners.
Fish Navarino Island’s rivers, lakes and bocas for native brook, brown, rainbow and sea run trout. Using predominantly floating lines and wet flies, strikes are as hard and visual as fish magnificently colored.
Lakutaia Lodge features 22 comfortable bathroom ensuite rooms nestled among the indigenous flora and fauna of this southern most wilderness region. International and regional cuisine embraces local seafood and sought-after Chilean Cabernet Sauvignon wines.
6 wt. rods w/ fighting butts and floating lines; and 7/8wt. fast-action rods with 250-400 sink tip lines in combination. Coastal Chile mandates layering systems, proven rain gear and waterproof daypack daily as weather changes often. A full pre-trip is offered upon booking.
Available January 15-April 15 seasonally. Charter flights between Punta Arenas/Puerto Williams – approximately 1 hour & 20 minutes. Internet access in lodge public areas. 220 volt 2 prong outlets – European converters are necessary. 9 fly-out anglers per week maximum. Fly-outs subject to weather conditions
8-day/5 fly-out fishing program: $7,600 per anglers (based on groups of 3) - $9,600/angler (based on groups of 2). Non-fishing companion - $3,950.00/stay. Includes hotel overnight in Puerto Arenas and round-trip lodge charter. 1 helicopter drop per day. Custom group quotes available. 18-19 Rates TBD
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Specializes in South America and Iceland fishing programs.
Specializes in South America fishing and shooting departments. Plus, fishing in Mongolia and Canada.
It’s easy to relax at the end of the world. Waist-deep in diamond-clear water, waders hugging my legs, I can feel the sun on the back of my neck, the swooshing of my fly rod the only noise to permeate the silence on Navarino Island at the very bottom of Chile.
I’m a little south from the Beagle Channel, north only from Cape Horn, The Drake Passage and Antarctica, names that drift up from the depths of maritime ...