I grew up in California, fishing the American, and Sacramento rivers mainly, back in the 70's.
Learned to fly fish catching bluegill and bass on Folsom lake, and started tying when I was 15-16 or so.
Then life got in the way, and pretty much quit fishing.
I've done well, but I found myself thinking, why do I feel like I have no passion, nothing I really LOVE doing.
What did I ever LOVE to do?
So here I am 40 years later, in Washington, and just beginning the journey again.
I've got a new vise and materials coming from the Caddis fly shop.
My son wants to learn to fly fish.
I'm totally stoked, and ready to go.
Its good to be here.