It's a time of transition. After 13 years of teaching, 6 summers of guiding and working in the fly shop, it's time to make my hobby my profession. I will always be a teacher, though my curriculum will shift from civics and literature to biology, and most of my students will be grownups trying to rediscover what kids already know, by chasing creatures with brains as big as their tiny eggs.
Transition means that this week the Eagle River tripled in flow as Spring really set in. The beauty and delicacy of March midging is gone, but the raw power of high water fishing awaits. Yeah, I held my last middle school class today, but there's a flood of excitement for the new career mixed in with some wistfulness about leaving school. After 35 years of an academic calendar, it is time to work year-round on one pursuit, time to refresh. It's time for a muddy season that flushes out the river and leaves the creatures in it stronger.
This blog is about the beautiful, paradoxical world of fly fishing. I'm a guide, shop dog, nit-picky tyer (I had to look up the spelling on that one), husband, and father of two great little boys. I will use this space to share my passion for learning and for trying to figure out this silly sport of fooling fish with bug puppets. I hope you enjoy it as much as me. If you want to join me sometime, call up Minturn Anglers at (970) 827-9500 or show up at 102 Main Street in Minturn, Colorado.
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