My love affair with fishing began with my first Zebco, a Vermont dirt road, and a Trout stream winding through the Great North Woods. I would spend the night before catching night crawlers on the front lawn of my grandparent's farm house. I'll always have an appreciation for fishing with a worm.
My passion for fly fishing would not develop until later in my adult life over 1,000 miles away from those Vermont Trout streams. It changed my life. It deepened my faith. I hope you enjoy these stories from my journey.