FrançaisThere, just a few hours from the Bay Area, after the flat lands, in the middle of the Sierra, there is stand, Yosemite Park. I remember some 30 years ago, I bought my first fly rod in a fly fishing shop downtown, I saw all the gear on display in the window and I pushed the door, a french woman was behind the counter so we spoke French she was from Pays Basque, the Basque Country. I remember very well, it was a Sage Combo, I bought a box of flies and headed to Yosemite. I was hooked. I saw the biggest trout I had ever seen in my life. I was torn apart between climbing and fishing. Yosemite, that’s were it all started for me.
