Let’s get one thing straight: fly fishing is magical. Meditative. Downright poetic.

But learning to cast? That part can feel like trying to tame a garden hose mid-tantrum.

That’s where HoneyHole comes in.

Our story technically begins in the Catskills, where our founder first picked up a fly rod and immediately became obsessed. Like, rewatching-“A River Runs Through It”-every-week obsessed. That obsession led to Bozeman, Montana — a fly fishing mecca where the waders are cool and the trout are judgmental.

After two years of riverside enlightenment (and a few very tangled leaders), one thing became clear: fly casting shouldn’t feel intimidating. And it definitely shouldn’t require a plane ticket.

So we made it stupid simple. A backyard fly casting game that lets anyone — yes, even you, Uncle Carl — pick up a rod, sling some loops, and feel like a hero in your own cul-de-sac.

HoneyHole is part sport, part skill, part “can-you-believe-I-just-hit-that-ring” joy.

It’s about rhythm. It’s about laughs. It’s about friendly trash talk between friends and family who maybe never thought they’d be into fly fishing — but totally are now.

So whether you're a lifelong angler or just here for the vibes, we built HoneyHole for you.

No waders required. Just a backyard, a rod, and someone to high five when you nail the perfect cast.

Tight loops and good times,

— The HoneyHole Crew

P.S. There might still be a HoneyHole around the next bend… but now there’s definitely one outside by the grill.