You know that feeling when the line goes taut and suddenly—schloop—the river comes alive? That’s what we’re chasing here at Markus Kunter’s Fly Fishing School. Honestly, it’s not just about casting; it’s about that moment when mist clings to your rod guides at dawn, and the world shrinks to just you, the water, and maybe a grayling eyeing your fly.
Let me tell you about Markus. EFFA-certified, ORVIS-endorsed, and—oddly enough—still uses waders that leak near the left knee after 20 years. But hey, that’s how you know he’s real. Last season, I watched him teach a beginner to mend line like a poet, all while debating whether grayling really bite best at dawn (Markus swears they do, but ask him after coffee—the one that left the stain on his vest).

We’ve got 3km of private Argen river—no competing casts, just you and the current swirrling unpredictably. Nymph fishing? Sounds fancy, right? It’s basically presenting tiny, sinking flies so naturally that trout think they’re lunch. And streamers? Think of them as the cheeseburgers of the fish world.

The Argen’s got it all: brown trout with that musky scent on your hands after release, water so clear you’ll swear it’s cheating, and landscapes that’ll make you forget to check your backcast. Oh—wait, forgot to mention the cast analysis. Markus will spot that wonky wrist flick faster than you can say "drag-free drift."

Fly tying’s like baking. One wrong material—fish turn up their noses. But get it right? Pure magic. And guiding? Markus knows every rock and eddy like the back of his sunburnt hand.

It’s not just fishing. It’s the adrenaline when a brown trout strikes. The calm of matching hatches at golden hour. The way the Allgäu hills watch silently as you botch a double haul—then nail it on the third try.

Come for the technique. Stay for the way Markus’s eyes light up explaining why this fly, this bend in the river, this exact ripple.
Stuff we do:

Private lessons where you’ll learn more in a day than most do in a year
Euro nymphing (fancy term for “getting deep without spooking fish”)
Fly tying that’s equal parts art and science
3km of river all to yourself—no tourists, just trout

Fish we chase:

Brown trout (the clever ones)
Grayling (the “are-they-biting-or-just-teasing?” ones)

Bring sunscreen. Leave your ego. The river’s waiting.