Beck Brooks grew up in the Ozark Mountains of Northern Arkansas. He was raised fishing the meandering smallmouth streams and the famous White River that cut through the oak and maple forests of the Ozarks. As he grew older, he fell into the black hole of fly fishing because of his parents’ tutelage and a local mentor named Bill White. This was appropriate, because most of the time he and Bill haunted the White River and its never ending tributaries during their outings. He looked west in search of colleges that would fulfil his need to wet a line and ski champagne powder, and Colorado College in Colorado Springs was the perfect match. The South Platte and Arkansas Rivers were right out the back door and Summit County was just a puddle jump on the weekends. During college, summer vacations he spent his time in the Roaring Fork Valley working at the Maroon Creek Club and chasing the green drake hatch. Beck now spends the majority of his time (when he isn’t behind the counter at Taylor Creek) in the high alpine or chasing fish all across the United States and the world. Beck loves to get back to Arkansas to spend time with his family and teach his younger brother, Merritt, the way of fly fishing.