It was inevetable that I at some point in my life would go fishing with Håvard Stubö (Jazz & Fly Fishing). We had both been doing dry fly fishing films for a long time and we had to many similarities, operating in too small niche interest not to end up on a trip together.

His snobbish elitist jazz-wibe made me a little nervous, and I knew there were levels even within the niche interest of dry fly fishing. I quickly made a fool out of my self when I suggested that we should try a dutch emerger pattern to imitate the stoneflies.

In 2017, two new persons, two keepers, came into my life. First Håvard and then two months after this fishing trip my son, Tell, arrived.

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