I got introduced to fly fishing slowly, just tagging along with friends, then having them teach me how to cast, and then after I caught my first–albeit, very small fish–I was hooked. I lost it for about a year after a big transition in my life, but got encouraged to get back at it from my loved ones. My spouse got me all new gear and was the most supportive human in my life. Just feeling the line and rod in my hands, I was sucked back in. It brings me complete peace and happiness, and in a world where I work as a first aider and rescuer, those are hard to find.
Fly fishing was the kind if hobby I always wanted, but never knew I needed. Fiver years ago, after graduating college and between seasonal jobs, I needed something to get me outside and allow me to continuously learn. Growing up, I watched my dad teach himself the basics of fly fishing during our camping trips, but never really thought much of it. Years later, I decided fly fishing suited everything I was looking for: it was a water sport, I could learn and do it on my own, and I could afford it on my fresh-out-of-college income. I picked up a hand-me-down rod, asked endless questions, and attend every fishing event I could. The first year, I went out on water alone with zero experience, had a blast every time, and never looked back. Now I am a guide at a ranch in Colorado and pursuing a full time career in fly fishing! Fishing consumes all of my thoughts and all of my funds. I would love to catch as many species and fish as many places as possible. I was looking for a hobby and ended up finding my passion, career, and lifestyle!