I felt immediately at home in Port Howard. There is something magical about this place, something very touching. If you walk or drive from the ferry along the bay with its clean shores full of mussel banks, the thousands of small fish that splash in the water, the many water birds, children playing around in the fresh air, framed by lush green meadows, trees and hills, the scattered, well-kept, white-washed buildings with their green roofs, you could imagine staying here forever – making you resident number 22. The imposing Port Howard Lodge is the central building of Port Howard. This house used to be that of the manager of the JL Waldron Ltd, who managed the huge estate of over 800km². All surrounding buildings also belonged to the manor. Today, all the buildings are privately owned. There is even a kindergarten and school as well as a small grocery store where the chat while shopping can end in a serious drinking feast. If you are fishing on West Falkland, you are well advised to stay at Port Howard Lodge. There is nothing comparable on all the Falkland Islands. In every corner, on all the walls and cupboards you can immerse yourself in the history of the Lodge and feel that you are welcome as an angler. And so all anglers meet and greet here full of expectations, using the lodge as the basis for an exciting fishing time on West Falkland. Here's a good image to give you an impression of the house’s character: If there was a house ghost, he would wear a Harris Tweed suit with a fly fishing vest, a felt hat with countless flies attached to it, a leather fishing bag on his shoulder and a net on his back, a pipe in his mouth, a split Hardy cane rod in one hand and a 22 pound sea trout in the other. From midnight he would hang out in the bar, sitting at the same table he has occupied for centuries.
