Matt grew up on Lake Tamarack in Sussex County NJ; the last of a generation that was given a pole and told to "just be home before dark." Some of his earliest (and best) memories involved a fishing rod and following in the boot prints of his grandpa and dad, fishing the Delaware, Paulinskill, Flat Brook and Wallkill Rivers. Back then, it was a more common occurrence for Matt to fall in the brook than to catch a fish, but happily that turned around in later years. As an adolescent, Matt was inspired to pick up a fly rod by a very powerful emotion: anger. For anyone who has ever been frustrated watching trout after trout rise to flies, while they ignore every lure in your box, it is a very memorable experience. When recounting his tale to his grandfather later, a smile crept across the old man's face and out of the garage came an old bamboo Cortland 2 weight. Several weeks of practice (and hooked hats) later, and Matt could flick fur & feathers. What started close to home became a passion that has taken him all over the world. Matt has been very fortunate to experience a flats slam in the Florida Keys, a backcountry slam in the Everglades, bull redfish in Homosassa and the Outer Banks, striped bass of the Hudson Bight, Coho salmon, trophy rainbow trout and dolly varden on the Kenai River in Alaska, yellowfin tuna, wahoo and mahi-mahi in the deep blue fathoms off Hawaii, sea-run brown trout of the Kennebec in Maine, wild rainbows and cutbows in the Gunnison River, wild browns in the headwaters of the Arkansas River in Colorado, monster rainbows of the San Juan River in New Mexico and even a few native, European browns in Ireland. Still to check off on the bucket list in the near future: Patagonia and New Zealand.