We could start off this section by talking about how good and professional we are, or how long we've been in this business, go back to the beginnings of  pescaenred.com, followed by artesanosdemosca.com, flyshop.es or flyshopeurope.com until now, but we'd go on too long if we told you how far we've been.

We certainly want to tell you who we are, but with a short story, when back in 1999 we were given the magazine, pescaenred.com by the now deceased Gallego FlyHeart. Since we read it for the first time ,it has accompanied us as a way to understand fly fishing. That passion and feeling for fly fishing will surely accompany us and give us life each new day.
This was our past , and the foundations on which The Fly Center have been built.

Our future ? ... That's another story. A story that wants to go beyond a store or special offers; more than a few courses and guided tours; beyond a few meetings, tying and personal, sincere advice. Beyond a website. A Centre of reference, The Fly Center, is for all fishermen who share our way of looking at life, or fishing, or both. "A fisherman only understands another fisherman ... that's certainly true."

 The old man and the river.        

"His tired feet caress the path that he himself made from the cottage to the river, with a hat full of flies, a rod in one hand and an old bamboo one in the other, almost as twisted as his back, but with so much history shared together.
e knows the landscape so well that he can enjoy it step by step without looking up; the sound of running water getting louder seems to call him to enjoy its charms, and he continues his slow walk, without stopping, crosses the countryside with his body and his soul with time.
When he reaches the edge of his beloved river, the body changes, and is more upright, his chest puffed out by a big sigh, raises his shoulders, and a breeze changes the expression on his face, if it even seems that all life that surrounds him oozes through his pores.
He sits on a large rock and notes that everything is still, only his eyes move, looking for the source of each noise ,and inside .... inside a mass of memories make his soul dance, hatching, trout, bait, takes and flight.
The sun sets behind the trees, he glances at his rod with a look of ... 'do you remember'?
On the other bank, and under some branches ,a small trout feeds without fear, he watches it for a few long minutes and then, taking off his hat adorned with flies, choses one very carefully and nods as if to say
'This is the one that flies best'.
And he kept looking at the water, that trout ,hatching, the baits, the takes and flight, feeling everything and doing nothing.
The sun disappeared behind the trees, he replaced the fly on his hat once again, right where it was, next to the same one, and in the same hole; put on his hat, pulled it down well, took his walking stick, his old bamboo rod, as crooked as his back, which he uses every day but hasn’t had set up for some while, and began the journey back to the cabin.
With more life, and strength, eager because he’s just spent another delightful afternoon of fishing and is already thinking about tomorrow.

FlyHeart”

Who are The Fly Center?

A great professional team at your service to advise and provide solutions to your needs...
We are specialists in fly fishing.