It all started back in McHenry, Maryland when my grandpa, Bob, took me to a small tributary off of Deep Creek Lake to see what blue gill we could pull out, but this time we would be Fly Fishing. I had so much fun that when I got back to the house, I immediately went down to the lake and started throwing casts in. I was "hooked".
We started going on float trips down the Potomac river. Grandpa would always let me sit in the front so I could get the first cast. He had been going to Montana since the early '90s, but once I proved myself, I was allowed to go too. Some of my best memories had one thing in common, fly fishing. Now I hope to be able to bring the joy of fly fishing to all of you.