We wrote a passage last year about loosing a good friend and guest, Doug Amsberry. I guess as we age we are going to lose more and more friends. Every guest I have had becomes a friend at least to me, that’s one wonderful thing about my job is building relationships and making friends with all my guests. We have fun on our trips, we tell stories, we create memories and we become life long friends.
The economy has been hard on us this year, but even worse Tina and I have lost some great friends and clients. We started out the year saying good-bye to my friend and guest, we are now sadden by the passing of another great friend, Pat Furrer.
Pat was a guest of my fathers and when I bought the Deschutes business in 1995, Pat gave me the benefit of the doubt, took me under his wing and had faith and trust in me. Since that time he would call and simply ask how things were going. Pat became a good friend.
Pat introduced me to spey casting in 1990, I took it up in 2009, I guess that I am a slow learner. I ask Pat to represent me when I was offered my father’s Rogue River company, he had never been down the Rogue and could not understand why I would want to work any where besides the Deschutes. In 2009 Pat went with us down the Rogue for the first time, after the trip he came to me and said “You did the right thing, I now understand”
Pat will always be missed but not forgotten. Pat started the Native Fish Society and was an avid fly fisherman, his memories will always live on.
Each and every steelhead I catch on a fly will always remind me of Pat. Thanks Pat for the friendship and all the memories.