Fisherboy 2005 VideoHi Speed Only

It is rare, in today’s world, to find an appreciative kid. We can’t really blame them though. Kids and adults today have a sometimes disgusting amount of material things. Unfortunately, those material things always run their course and the same story is told time and time again. We strive for the next material thing, we get bored with it, we strive for another material thing, we get bored with that and the pattern repeats itself over and over again. So, whose fault is it? Doesn’t matter really. That is just the way it is. I first met Austin (Fisherboy) on one of Maine’s trout rivers. His sincere and natural passion for fly fishing was obvious, to say the least. I could tell that there was no place on earth he would rather be at that moment in time than where he was. It was so refreshing to see a youngster on the river and not the same old characters. Maine is full of older fly fishermen, traditionalists and purists and that kinda crowd. Fisherboy breathed life into a somewhat stale environment. Don’t get me wrong. Fisherboy is a purist in many respects. He is by far one of the best fly tiers I know. He taught himself through books and actually ties according to the old English methods. He can pretty much see a fly and tie it. He is profoundly better than me at fly tying. So anyway, it turned out that Fisherboy lived only a couple miles from my family. And, through time our families began to interact and Fisherboy and I began to fly fish together on a regular basis. Fisherboy was filled with excitement one day. He said, “Jeremy, I am going to the Trout Unlimited Trout Camp!” I replied, “What is that?” Austin replied, “Oh, its awesome. I go for a week and learn all about the rivers, entomology, different fly fishing methods, trout behavior and how to protect the ecosystem.” I said, “Wow!” I was immediately impressed with the concept. Especially after witnessing Fisherboy’s enthusiasm. So, Fisherboy went to trout camp and certainly learned all of the things they promised to teach. For the remainder of the year I enjoyed getting the opportunity to take Fisherboy to some of the best fly fishing that the east coast has to offer. You should have seen the look of astonishment in his eyes when we showed up to the rivers that he had heard and read so much about. We also spent a significant amount of time fly fishing the salt water. Fisherboy would come over and paint our fences or feed my baby son Finn and then we would go fly fishing. My wife and I became friendly with Fisherboy’s family and we would bring Finn over to their house for dinner and birthday parties. In fact, Fisherboy’s sister baby sits Finn when I am away on business trips. So, Austin kinda became like the brother I never had. And, I think that I enjoyed fly fishing with him as much as he enjoyed my willingness to take him with me. We caught so many fish on the fly, laughed a ton and saw some magnificent places. Many of my friends also took Fisherboy under their wing and gave him rides to fly fishing spots and gave him pointers. However, sometimes when they were giving him pointers I could not help but think that they might be better served getting a few pointers from Austin. Above all else, what impressed me most and still impresses me to this day is Fisherboy’s genuine appreciation. Please and thank you are not just words that he uses to get something he wants. They just roll of his tongue naturally and with sincerity. Anyway, I have enjoyed the time spent with Fisherboy. He has taught me allot and continues to do so. I know that I am not the only one who truly enjoys fly fishing with Austin. I have seen my fellow fly fishing buddies perceptions change too. Instead of saying, “Hey, are you bringing that kid again?” They now say, “Is Fisherboy coming? He would have a blast on this trip.” Oh yeah, one more thing. Don’t think that all of this was done out of the kindness of my heart. See there is a master plan. Finn, my son, who is now 1 year old will need someone to show him the ropes. That is a far more difficult task. Can you imagine the difficulty of taking a 3 year old fly fishing? Showing him how to use the rod, trying to get him to even understand what the purpose is and trying to keep his interest? Well, neither can I. That is where Fisherboy comes in and that is how Fisherboy will repay me. I would much prefer to go fly fishing with Finn when he knows what a rod is, knows what a fish is and can comprehend the fundamental concepts. Fisherboy will be responsible for taking Finn under his wing and getting him to that point of understanding. Thanks Fisherboy. We had allot of fun in 2005 and 2006 is bound to be better.