Father’s Day Collection | Jamie C.

Growing up, I thought we were a bit different.

We ate wild game. Spent time outdoors. Tried to be as self-reliant as possible.

Independence, and the value of wild things and places, those were things that mattered.

One time, we were fly fishing.

My grandfather had severe Parkinson’s at the time. His green rubber chest waders filled with water, and he was swept downstream.

We managed to get him to shore safely, but after that, river safety became a theme in my life.

I have a lot of memories of the Miramichi River, fishing for black salmon in the spring. I’m forever grateful.

– Jamie C. | Pennfield

Father’s Day Collection | Dwight J.

My introduction to and love for fishing came from another father figure in my life. Grandpa. My maternal grandfather was my hero. Grandpa lived in a double-wide on a half-acre just upstream of Pinantan Lake outside Kamloops.

He was a man’s man. He played hockey for the Portland hockey team and won an NHL arm wrestling contest. For a 10-year-old boy who loved sports and the outdoors, no one could compete with Grandpa as the arbiter of cool.

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Father’s Day Collection | Mike L.

My own father passed quite a few years before I ever learned to fly fish.

I joined the Cornhusker Fly Fishers in Nebraska because I had always wanted to learn. It looked so cool, almost like poetry in motion. I even bought my first fly rod and reel before I really knew how to use them.

Ed was this tall, slender member of the club. He became my father figure.

We tied flies together. He showed me the small details and the tricks of the art.

One night after a meeting, he saw me struggling and walked over.

“Let me show you how this is done.”

Five minutes with someone who knew what they were doing, and something clicked. I felt like I could do this.

And I did.

I’ve been fly fishing for years now, often with Ed. We’ve represented the Cornhusker Fly Fishers at events across the state, sharing our love of the sport. I even followed in his footsteps, running for and serving as the club’s president.

What made that moment meaningful wasn’t just learning how to tie or cast. It was finally learning something I had always wanted to do, and doing it right.

Ed made it all feel comfortable.

– Mike L. | Bellevue, WA

Father’s Day Collection | Taya

Me and daddy go fishing at lakes. I like putting flies on fly rods. My most favorite part is going in the boat and holding the fish and taking pictures of me holding the fish. I see fishies and water and also boats out in the lake. I feel happy to be fishing with daddy and it’s just me and daddy and we’re fishing buddies.

 Taya (5), Salmon Arm, BC



Spring Issue on Stands Now!

The Spring issue of Fly Fusion is now available on newsstands, and it arrives with a clear purpose: Season Opener: Solving Spring’s Toughest Trout. This issue leans into the nuance of early-season fishing, where success is rarely accidental and often earned through attention to detail, timing, and restraint. From Gary Borger’s reflective journey in First Season, which traces how early encounters shape an angler for life, to Jim McLennan’s Please, Sweat the Small Stuff, readers are reminded that spring rewards precision over force. April Vokey highlights the overlooked window of opportunity in The Quiet Advantage of Spring, while Frank Brassard challenges convention in When a Fly Learns to Breathe, exploring how movement and imperfection can outfish technical perfection.

Beyond the core features, the issue is layered with insight across every corner of the sport, from stillwater strategies to fly tying, culture, and conservation. It is a season defined by transition, where trout behavior, water conditions, and angler mindset all shift at once. This issue is built to meet that moment, offering not just tactics, but perspective. Pick up your copy on newsstands now and step into the season with a sharper eye and a more thoughtful approach.

Pay it Forward | Derek Olthuis

Two decades ago, alerted by headlights shining on my parent’s front lawn, I slipped silently out the front door and threw my pack into the bed of an old forest service truck. 

I was 14-years-old and heading to a high mountain lake filled with cutthroat. In the driver’s seat was a business partner of my father’s, a real estate investor whose love for the outdoors mirrored my own. Although he was 16 years my senior, John and I formed a fast friendship, spawned in large part by that first outing together. As we bumped our way up the dirt road toward the trailhead we talked fishing and hiking and what excitement the day would provide. Only now, with the benefit of hindsight, do I realize what having a mentor such as John has provided for my life.

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For a limited time, we invite you to watch Familiar Flow, the first episode of season 4 of the Fly Fusion Series.

Every great journey begins with the familiar. And I love my home rivers in British Columbia so much that I rarely want to leave. But I know I have to travel so I can grow in my knowledge as a fly angler. There is something about new places and new faces that invite me to learn new techniques. So this season, I’m taking Fly Fusion magazine on the road where I’m going to learn from the best of the best in the heart of one of the West’s premiere fly-fishing destinations. But before I get on a plane, I have to take one more trip to the place that I never want to leave. Today, I’m fishing my very favorite stretch of my very favorite river.