We decided to write this blog as a way of sharing some of our stories from past experiences fishing, tying flies, guiding, and traveling. Most of which are completely 100% true except for the names of people, some stories are slightly embellished and some are mostly made up. It's really for you to figure it out and for us to have some fun writing down some of the truly good memories we have had while immersed in fly fishing.
I have been fishing since I could walk and fly fishing since I was 14. My very first fly fishing trip actually, was to Aspen Colorado where I managed to slip and get swept down river over a waterfall on the Roaring Fork... For whatever reason, maybe it was the whole not dying and still hanging onto the fly rod, I was hooked. It took me a couple years of impatience to really begin to start appreciating the art of fly fishing and when the opportunity arrived for me to take a chance at guiding in Alaska I knew I had to take it. I spent four summers guiding in the bristol bay watershed mostly on the Copper and Gibraltor rivers. That experience gave me the opportunity to guide in Patagonia, Chile a place where I would probably never be able to visit without fly fishing in my resume. I have been lucky within the sport I've been places and caught fish where if I wasn't working there I would have not ever been able to afford it. This blog is dedicated to sharing my stories about fishing and guiding and really anything but also to hear anyone else stories that wants to share. Fly fishing is a community and I'm hoping other people can relate to some of my stories in one way or the other.
My father introduced me to the sport of fishing basically as far as I can remember. I use to sit on his lap while he tied flies and would offer a few spins on the bobbin every once in awhile to finish off one of his dozens of flies he would construct to use on upcoming fishing outings. Any time that I was able to accompany him, I would take the opportunity and took everything he said as if it a sunday sermon. Nearing my 30’s I’ve still got the itch and spend every free moment exploring new waters or becoming more acquainted with the streams I fish on a regular basis. Being an elementary physical education teacher by trade I have the summers off and was able to take advantage of guiding during the summer months. 2009 - 2010 I guided at Cusacks Alaska Lodge where I was lucky enough to spend countless days getting to know the “Last Frontier.” The past few summers I took some time off of guiding to pursue other fly fishing destinations on the flats of Key West, salt water trips around the Gulf of Mexico and on the beaches of the Outer Banks. Fly fishing is in my blood and new experiences keep it fresh and interesting.