The Ekalaka Eagle - Your Community Builder

Several years ago, an old man, who I really didn't know, died and his wife gave me a grocery bag full of his fly-tying material. And for a long time, it sat untouched in the corner of my office.

Over the years I've tied a few miserable-looking flies, but eventually my hobby quietly disappeared into a basement corner. Fly-fishing took the next bus out of town.

Then, last week I stumbled across a cheap, metal and plastic desk headed for the dump and something clicked. Now, it's the centerpiece of my resurrected fly-tying hobby. Just in time for me to dig through that dust-collecting grocery b...