I think it’s pretty safe to say that I meet a lot of men in this small world of fishing…
Men from different countries, in different age groups, with different upbringings and different opinions on fly-fishing… I meet men of all sorts.
A large percentage of these men that I meet are fathers who are quick to proudly show me photos of their little ones, or eager to introduce me to their sons and daughters.
It thrills me to see the smile that spreads across their faces as they tell me stories about their son’s first fish or their daughter’s first day on the river. Even our most frustrating days on the water are warmed when we reminisce about the great children in each of our lives.