I was born into a fly fishing family. The fly vise was always ready to go (I tied my first flies on toothpicks), waders draped and drying over kitchen chairs, rods strung and in the corner of the basement. I couldn't wait to put my tiny dory in the water each spring. The most exquisitly beautiful trout I ever caught, I held in the palm of my hand. It was an Eastern Brook Trout in its native range. I started guiding anglers on Wyoming's North Platte River two months out of college. Working for TU lets me give back to the waters that have given me so much.
"And you really live by the river? What a jolly life!" "By it and with it and on it and in it," said the Rat...."It's my world, and I don't want any other. What it hasn't got is not worth having, and what it doesn't know is not worth knowing." --Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows