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Rob Hargis


Our fly fishing community is made up of amazing human beings, and being a part of the community is a wonderful experience. This month’s community member spotlight is not only a well-experienced fly fisher, he also has one of the kindest hearts I have ever met. He is larger than life and always makes those around him smile with laughter. I have enjoyed every minute I’ve had with him and I’m really looking forward to chasing Roosterfish in Mexico with him, later this Summer. Rob Hargis is a gift to the world, and we are lucky that he is part of our fly fishing community.

– Chris Rich, AZ Fly Shop Owner


What does fly fishing mean to you? What about fly fishing offers you most satisfaction?

Pass on to others what was given to me!

What does having AZ Fly Shop in the community mean to you? What do you like about AZ Fly Shop?

A good fly shop is like a barbershop, you go in to get a haircut and you come out feeling good about life! Thanks guys and girls!

Tell us your most memorable fly fishing story

The water was running high on the Taylor River. Taylor reservoir was full due to the snowmelt from a record winter. River guides were shaking out equipment and running the river during the day, and drinking and telling about it at night! I had been looking for a place to fish on the Gunnison and Taylor for a couple of days and swapping stories with the guides after hours. One particular guide told of a big trout he had seen feeding in an eddy near a big boulder on the Taylor and how it was holding in the current. I bought another round, got some detailed information and set out to find the spot early the next morning. After scouting for awhile I was convinced I had found the big rock! Tar, my Black Lab, was with me and I couldn’t keep him out of the water! I was already worn out from cussing and threatening Tar so I decided, To Hell With It, just start wading! The wading was tough if not impossible but I finally made to casting distance from the eddy! I spotted what I thought was a big fish and prepared to cast. The lift was perfect and the double haul was spot on! That’s when I felt lightening strike the rod! The rod tip cracked and the line swarmed in a profanity-laced mess! No. It was not real lightening. I had caught a willow on my back cast! Or so I thought! I turned to see what I had forgotten about during the wade. I know, always know what’s behind you. No willow! Just Tar sadly looking at his butt with my fly in it! He had gotten swept downstream and had climbed up on some beaver logs to avoid drowning and I had snagged him! The next big wade was to rescue Tar and to retrieve my fly from his ass! Between cussing, crying and laughing, I had conquered the Taylor River. Moral of the story, “Every fisherman needs a good dog!” Wonder if this will make the Orvis fishing stories? The big trout and the guides are probably still laughing.

Is there any advice or quotes that you feel everyone should hear?

Stay out of bar fights!

Is there anything else you would like to add or share with the community?

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