I was raised in a rural area of New Brunswick, Canada, and my grandfather, who lived in a tiny community along the world-famous Miramichi River, guided salmon fishermen from away, during the season.
He made a decent living from guiding and tying flies. As a youth, I used to sit in awe watching him at work. Then, one magical day, he asked me if I wanted to learn how to tie a fly.
When I left to go home, he gave me a bag of fly tying material, a vise of my own, and some hooks.
I remember, with fondness, the first time I caught a trout with my own hand-made fly.
I treasured my fly tying equipment as the years passed, and long after my grandfather took his rod and reel and went to a better place where the fish were plentiful and the sun never set.
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I was raised in a rural area of New Brunswick, Canada, and my grandfather, who lived in a tiny community along the world-famous Miramichi River, guided salmon fishermen from away, during the season.
He made a decent living from guiding and tying flies. As a youth, I used to sit in awe watching him at work. Then, one magical day, he asked me if I wanted to learn how to tie a fly.
When I left to go home, he gave me a bag of fly tying material, a vise of my own, and some hooks.
I remember, with fondness, the first time I caught a trout with my own hand-made fly.
I treasured my fly tying equipment as the years passed, and long after my grandfather took his rod and reel and went to a better place where the fish were plentiful and the sun never set.
Thank you for opening the memories.
I invite you to visit my site at garyross.ca.
Have a healthy and prosperous 2009.
Gary
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