There are rumors, that I was already born with a fly rod, but I know that all the passion I have for fly fishing and the outdoors was given to me by my dad. He grew up in a fishing family. His dad, mum, and grandad were all fishermen, and I always love to hear his stories from when he was a little boy.
Every year for more then 10 years now, we go fishing in Croatia. No matter what, I can’t ever miss that trip, because chasing mahi on fly from the beach with my dad is just so special. Years have gone by and we are still the best fishing buddies, but with only one difference. He is not the one who is fixing the tangled tippet, and he is not taking me to fish.
My dad is my mentor and fishing partner in crime. All those years running the river with me, trying to catch whatever is possible, he taught me to be the person I should be. He taught me to show respect to everyone around, treat the fish and nature with respect, and never give up my dreams.