Working a job that has no return is like not breatheing a deep breath when needed. I’m at this point in my young age where I need a change of pace. Picking up the wife and heading to the beautiful snow capped mountains of CO and opening a small fly shop that would feel like a second home to anglers who need a oasis in this desert we call life, sounds good. huh? Yeah but then this daily grind, were each day is filled with some sort problem, holds us back. I say follow your dreams, be that salmon that swims against the flow. There is a time in each person or anglers life where he wants to be sold out for this sport. So grab your shit and head to the hills, This truely is the meaning of Life on the Fly
Here is a picture of were I do my best thinking, make friends, chase dreams & save the world. It’s my cave, a place were I can go and create my little bugs.
The time has come I will be writing more stories for ya’all to read and enjoy. Life On The Fly.
Well I finally landed my first carp on the fly and let me tell you… Better then sliced bread.