I love that it often demands that you get in the water. I think that levels the playing field between you and the fish even more. No bait, no false seductions, you have to lure and trick the fish. Just in the same way that you wouldn’t meet your dream girl at a bar and slip something in her drink. That’s not love nor affection. You have to present yourself, your fly, your everything correctly. You have to lure what you love. Then you may get your reward. Your medicine. However you want to view it.
In the beginning of 2014 I took a job Tattooing in Fayetteville, Arkansas, which is currently my home. The move put me within a few hours of several great bodies of water and right in the middle of an awesome community of fly fishing and trout enthusiasts. I fished about as much as anyone could ever hope too and naturally got better at it. Having a great smallmouth creek for ten minutes up the road from my house, I'd fish early morning before work. Any downtime I had between tattoos went towards drawing and painting trout, bass, and anything fly fishy that I could think off. Thank you to the magic of instagram, a few people started coming by and getting fishing tattoos, which, of course, are my favorite thing to do. Its like taking the two things I love and having them at the same time. Kind of like that Seinfeld episode where George tries to sneak a sandwich into bed with his girlfriend. What I 'm getting at is that it doesn't get any better for me that tattooing fish. Especially trout. My true speckled love.