Too Too

At the tender age of 3 years old I caught my first fish. I was ice fishing with my dad, and I remember staring at a boat that served the purpose of a bobber. When it disappeared under the ice it was then that I realized i had a fish on. The fish flopped around on the ice and then sat still allowing me to stare in amazment at the shiney crappie. It was then that I became obsessed with the silver bullet that swam around beneath the surface.

My first Artic Grayling.

My first Artic Grayling.

I received my first fly-rod at the age of 6 years. It was given to me by a good family friend and long time client. The rod was a 9ft Graphite III 6 weight Sage. I remember standing on the bank in front of camp and making my first cast. Wanting to look like a pro I started waving the rod back and forth and within seconds my fly was stuck 10ft up a tree. It didn’t take long before I realized this would be a common occurance.
A family picture with a nice Dolly Varden.

A family picture with a nice Dolly Varden.

 Alaska is where my love of fly-fishing originated. I’m still an addict and always will be. It’s my dream to travel around the world with a fly-rod in one hand and a camera in the other. Hopefully I can someday make that dream a reality.

P.S. Too Too was the nickname given to me by my dad when I was a little girl.

 

Camille Egdorf

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