IT DIDN’T ALWAYS LOOK LIKE THIS…

IF YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE AN OMLETTE.
YOU’RE GOING TO HAVE TO BREAK SOME EGGS.

Luckily our eggs were already cracked… We took ownership of Livingston Manor Fly Fishing Club in October 2017 – only back then it was little more than two neglected shacks. One with all the plumbing stolen and most of the windows boarded up. The other house would have been ok if carpets hadn’t unwillingly become incontinence pads of a small herd of dogs and cats...

The way we saw it, we had just bought five prime riverfront acres of the Catskills and got two houses thrown in for free. With little to lose, we immediately set to work peeling back the layers of carpets, sheet rock, linoleum and wallpaper to reveal what turned out to be some quite handsome bones. From there our contractor (read – miracle worker) Donny Zayas set about putting it all back together again.

By the end, the build became a collaborative effort between ourselves, Donny, countless generous friends, many craigslist swindlers, and more than a few kegs of Catskills beer. Below are a selection of images to act as a reminder of our humble origins…