
The Flymphs of Ron Romeis
My introduction to fly fishing and tying came from an unlikely source. Living In the troutless suburbs of Houston, Tx, I was heavily into chasing redfish from a kayak up and down the coastal marshes of Texas. One of my kayaking companions invited me to go fly fishing with him in Colorado. I went along for the ride, using borrowed gear, and a friend’s boxes of flies he had used years before on the Montana rivers of his upbringing. Soon thereafter, another kayaking friend raised in the Pacific Northwest offered to teach me to tie flies. Gartside Gurglers, shrimp patterns, and crab flies tied to attract those coastal Texas reds and specs were my introduction to this wonderful hobby. It was a bit of a change when I retired to Central Oregon and tackled a size 20 mayfly imitation. A chance meeting with Bill Lovelace at the Albany, OR fly tying expo introduced me to soft hackles and flymphs. In no time I was mesmerized by the International Brotherhood of the Flymph and trying to learn from that talented and generous group of tyers. Novice though I may be, I’m not afraid to experiment a little and take inspiration from those the old style flymphs. I hope my attempts prove worthy of your attention.
My introduction to fly fishing and tying came from an unlikely source. Living In the troutless suburbs of Houston, Tx, I was heavily into chasing redfish from a kayak up and down the coastal marshes of Texas. One of my kayaking companions invited me to go fly fishing with him in Colorado. I went along for the ride, using borrowed gear, and a friend’s boxes of flies he had used years before on the Montana rivers of his upbringing. Soon thereafter, another kayaking friend raised in the Pacific Northwest offered to teach me to tie flies. Gartside Gurglers, shrimp patterns, and crab flies tied to attract those coastal Texas reds and specs were my introduction to this wonderful hobby. It was a bit of a change when I retired to Central Oregon and tackled a size 20 mayfly imitation. A chance meeting with Bill Lovelace at the Albany, OR fly tying expo introduced me to soft hackles and flymphs. In no time I was mesmerized by the International Brotherhood of the Flymph and trying to learn from that talented and generous group of tyers. Novice though I may be, I’m not afraid to experiment a little and take inspiration from those the old style flymphs. I hope my attempts prove worthy of your attention.