My name is Rebeca Granillo, I am 27 years old and was raised in Holliday, Utah. I began fly fishing at the age of 21 when a dear friend of mine invited me to try the sport. Being someone who hadn’t fished a single day in their life prior to this upcoming experience, I just didn’t know what to expect, I was excited, nervous and so eager to catch a fish. I set out with my pink Ross Journey Fly Rod outfit in hand, a pair of ‘hand me down’ Redington kids waders, a spool of 5x tippet, some flies and a look on my face which reflected that I had absolutely no clue as to what I was getting myself into.

That day I didn’t land a fish, I lost flies, struggled with my knots, casted like I was trying to put out a fire and found myself wobbling and slipping all over the place. But despite all of that.. the feeling of standing in a river as the pressure of the water pressed against my waders, watching trout break the surface film, the warm sun shinning down and the fresh air of Fall made it all worthwhile.  Till this day, that is my most cherished moment in fly fishing. And although catching a fish that day would have been a bonus, its everything else that brought be back to the river time and time again.

I then began to fish with coworkers, new friends, old friends and anyone who would join me or let me tag along. It took over any free time I had. The more I fished, the more I wanted to pick apart the components of fly fishing because with each adventure to the river came a load of new questions with limited answers. I turned to books, instructional DVDs, Youtube, forums, friends and local fishing clubs in search of the answers.

With all of the research I had done I felt successful, or better yet, satisfied with my new “profound” knowledge. I stopped asking questions and began to except things for what I thought they were or for what a fishing blog or youtube video told me. As I look back, it sounds silly that I arrived to that conclusion but in reality its what so many of us encounter in this new age of fly fishing. We hear/see something that makes sense to us at first glance so we accept it as gospel and never ask the whys or hows. As a result of that I failed to understand substance vs style in my early casting stages, I failed to understand the core principles that enabled me to become a better angler and worst of all I failed to recognize how much my learning had ceased.

It wasn’t until I began working at Eddie Robinson’s Fly Fishing, in Orem Utah, that I had come to the harsh realization that I truly knew nothing about fly fishing. I was challenged amongst peers to teach and talk about things that I thought I understood inside and out but it didn’t take long to uncover that much of what I had learned over the years from blogs and videos were far from the truth. I am not saying that everything I learned was not true and that there isn’t good information out there, but that there is very of little it. And that, my friends, is a hash reality to come to. I had to admit that things that I once thought were true were in-fact false or so distorted form the truth that they were the reasons why I could never move forward as an angler.

At 6 years into the sport, it hasn’t been until now that I have truly begun my Fly Fishing Journey. I invite you to follow along as I share my new perspective, challenges and knowledge.