A Chance Encounter on Montana Creek

We have met many wonderful people the last 5700 miles, but this one was by far the most curious! After leaving Denali National Park we headed south we plans on going to Talkeetna which is the staging point for most of the Mt. McKinley climbers. Instead of going into Talkeetna we stayed at a campground on Montana Creek for the night and hopefully Bernardo could get in some fishing. It was overcast and rainy, but of course good conditions for fishing! He went out around 8:30 and returned laughing and speechless. To make another long story shorter, he met these two guys on the river and it turns out they have started a fishing/travel business for Spaniards. Robyn, on the right here, has been coming to Alaska for seven years. Carlos is here for the first time as a guide. He's also a Master flyfishing instructor in Spain. He was trying to convince me he could teach me.....They have built some beautfiul cabins here and Robyn's aunt ( a chef in Spain) is coming to cook for their clients. So, not only are they from Spain, but from La Rioja and not only from La Rioja, but from a small town called Pradejon....where Bernardo's mother was born! What are the chances? Today we are headed back to Talkeetna as they have invited Bernardo to go fishing with them this afternoon. Their clients don't start arriving for another couple of weeks. I'm sure there will be more to follow this story.