In Memory of Bob Turner, Our friend and Guide
2/24/68 to 9/04/04
The Bob Turner Memorial Fund
We are providing instruction and equipment to deserving young anglers.
Bob always loved taking kids out on the river. So we will try and continue the
Bob Turner embodied the little boy in each of us. Whether it be a new toy in the form of a fly rod, gun, or new engine for his beloved Mustang, he lived the life he loved with the cheerful glee only known to those with a pure heart. Although I only met him a couple of years ago, he became a part of my fly-fishing life. For some like me, fly-fishing reaches into your soul and gut hooks you. Bob was as much a part of the experience of fly-fishing Montana as the Bighorn river itself. His laughter, his smile, his jokes, and his pure joy of catching a fish will be missed by many. I was honored to have been the last client he fished with. I hope there is no wind in heaven.
A beautiful rainbow caught on a 3 wt.rod built by Bob
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I am deeply saddened to
hear of the untimely death of my friend and guide Bob
Turner. He was one of the nicest people that I have
met. Not only fishing but as all around man. He made
my trip to your establishment the most memorable trip
of my life. I have many great memories of that trip
and of Bob especially.
It's a real tragedy, Bob
was a great guy and a good friend, he was always there
if you needed a hand, I will miss him as much as
anyone will, his smiling face and good nature (most of
the time) were always a welcome sight. He liked
to come off as a gruff outsider, but actually he was a
kind and gentle man on the inside - he was one of
those rare people who will always be remembered not so
much for what he did as for what he was - A true
friend to anyone who needed a helping hand.
an unbelievable loss.
He will be greatly missed not only as a
professional Fly Fishing guru but as a sincere, honest
and gentle person.
For me personally, it is truly a sad day!
I learned so much from him with his
unauthorized, wading, fishing, casting and talking.
I will never forget him as he was truly a
wonderful person to me and my clients that had the
pleasure of fishing with him over the past three
will be greatly missed and I personally will never
R. Walkingstick “Stick”
community has suffered a tragic loss. Bob Turner
was a great guide and better person. The day I
spent with him and my father will always be one of my
fondest fishing memories. He will be dearly
missed by all fortunate enough to have known him.
...most people only dream about casting half as well as Bob, watching him lay out 90' of line was a joy to experience. Rest in Peace, Bob.
We were saddened by the news of Bob's death. Bob may not have had any blood family, but his true family were the lives that he touched. I will never forget the casting techniques he hammered into me. I am truly a better fly fisherman and person because of him.
Chris & Diane
Bob was our gift to
am quite proud to consider myself a member of Bob
year ago last August, one of my best friends in the
world (Steve Walsh) introduced me to the Bighorn (as
well as Michael and Ellyn) as part of a week-long
fishing adventure with Steve and his father (Tom) and
brother (Patrick). My time with Bob was quite
memorable—he was funny, instructive, sarcastic, and
highly focused on helping me catch big fish (including
the infamous “4 by 4”).
Unbeknownst to me at the time, this Montana
fishing trip would become a week I will
remember for the rest of my life.
Unbeknownst to me at the time, this Montana fishing trip would become a week I will remember for the rest of my life.
days on the river with Bob represented both an escape
and a re-engagement with normal life.
I often look back on the two days we spent
together as the beginning of my healing process.
You see, I had just lost my fiancé that Spring
to a sudden and tragic passing.
Her name was Melissa, and she was not just my
girlfriend but also my best friend.
She was happy, healthy, beautiful, and quite
genuinely loved by many, many people.
My good friend Steve (also a very close friend
of Mel’s) and I were both devastated by our loss.
And though we rarely mentioned it, our fishing
unwittingly became a big part of that process.
Though we only spoke briefly and sporadically about
Mel, Bob could sense the depth of loss and utter
confusion within me.
Like with Bob’s passing, it’s very hard to
understand losing someone so full of life with so much
ahead of them. We
spoke a little about Bob’s past relationships and
told many jokes about women for much of our drift down
the river. (No
offense intended, ladies…we know you do it to us as
message was abundantly clear—remember Mel by living
the rest of your life the best way you know how.
And when you think about her, do it with a
smile and a remembrance of the good times you so
fortunately shared…not with a frown and a tear for
opportunities seemingly lost.
strongly believe Bob would give us the same advice as
we mourn for him now.
I know I will always remember his smile, his
zest for life, and the warmth in his eyes as he helped
so much, Bob. I
will never be able to repay you for what you gave me.
Because of you, I’m a better fisherman and a
better human being.
Your family was and is much bigger than I’m
sure you ever knew.
remember…no mend, no fish.
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