The Pioneer

This Saturday is Pioneer Day in the Great State of Utah. In honor of the Pioneer heritage we celebrate as communities during this holiday I wanted to mention just a couple of ideas.

Allow me to indulge in a personal explanation:

This is my Dad:

Why put a picture of my Dad on this post about pioneers you might ask?

Well, let me explain, in a way my Dad is a pioneer, you see, my Dad shared a love for fishing with my brothers and me while growing up in Northern Utah. (Granted in the earlier years of our fishing we weren't exactly "fly fisherman" but, we did fish with flies from time to time!) He, through the years, has shared his love for fishing with us. His love has changed to a passion and has been infectious for me as well. Some of the best times and conversations we have ever had as Father and Son have been while fly fishing together. From my perspective that is part of what pioneering is: a way to pass down what we are passionate about to those we love. Of course the other part is making a trek into the unknown to find new opportunities.

This is the other idea, making a trek into the unknown to find new opportunities. Finding new opportunities to improve ourselves is what we strive to do here at Therapy on the Fly. We are working on finding ways to make families stick together and work through difficult times. If we can be a part of keeping a family together we will have fulfilled our mission as a company. Let us show you the importance of sticking together like my Dad and I have while fly fishing.

Thanks Dad, you're a Pioneer!

Amazing Views with Great Fish in Mind

One of the best parts about where we are located is some amazing views. The views provide something great to look at on the way to and from equally amazing fishing.

Here is a look at Thousand Lake Mountain from Boulder Mountain.

We thought we would add a cool shot of a rain storm hitting one of the lakes on Boulder Mountain

And best of all here is a shot of a good looking Tiger Trout.

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Catching Up

It has been quite a while since we posted on our blog so, here are a few pictures to wet your fly fishing appetites:

Here's a Boulder Mountain Cutthroat

(We liked the picture so much we decided to make it the picture at the top of our blog!)

Desert Fly Fishing at it's best:

Here's another great shot from the archives:

This one is ready for your fly!!!

New Service

We have added a service that Therapy on the Fly offers. It is called Family Bonding on the Fly. I have had many conversations with people who think that Therapeutic Fly Fishing is a good idea. We are hoping that by adding a family-centered service we can help families find a common bond created through learning to fly fish together. If you know of anyone that would be interested have them give us a call.
Thanks!

Ideas for Blog Topics

Hello anyone who reads this:
I am wondering if there are any requests for topics that interest you. I am hoping to start blogging for Therapy on the Fly at least weekly and would like to find a way to share what people need the most.
You can either send a message to my email: scott@flytherapy.com or add a comment to this posting.

Thanks!

Back to My Fly Fishing Roots

Recently I have been thinking about how this whole idea started. As I continue working through the process of creating and improving what we are trying to do, I figured it was about time that I return to where my whole fly-fishing life started. So, last week as I returned to Ogden to take care of some essential office work I decided to take a morning and go where it all began for me: the Weber River near Morgan, Utah.



As I waded upstream to the place where I caught my first fish I thought back to the first time I stepped into the river with a fly rod in hand. I was with a group of friends and one friend had convinced me that fly fishing was a great way to catch fish. The spot he took me on the Weber still holds the memories in that hole. Of course now it holds only my memories, not a fish to be seen. At least my memories like that section. I continued up stream a while and found someone fishing in the "money hole" as we used to call it. Somewhat disappointed, I continued upstream to where there has been some restoration in recent years.
It was there in the section above the hole where I caught my first fish on a fly-rod that I decided to sit and reflect on what I had learned over the years fly fishing. That list of concepts and life lessons is long. The one concept that kept returning to mind was that of patience and enjoying the moments that I have to think while standing in a river with rod in hand. I then looked up and saw this sight:

Although the times have changed and there are now houses on the hill on the other side of the river, the thoughts and peacefulness of the experience remain the same. I guess going back to our roots, no matter where, can help us remember times when life seemed somewhat less hectic and demanding. Perhaps this is the reason I do what I do now, to help people reflect on thier roots while, hopefully, creating roots for them to return to later in life.