Every Great Fly Has an Origin Story … This One’s Weird
Let me tell you about Jim Estes. Back in the late 90s, Jim walked into a dollar store (the American equivalent of our pound shops) in Bryson City, North Carolina, probably looking for cleaning supplies like the rest of us. But Jim wasn't like the rest of us, he was the sort of bloke who looked at a microfiber mop pad and thought, "that'll catch fish."