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OnTheFly
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I was inspired to write something about bamboo fly rods by troutdudes Christmas wish thread but after I was finished I thought it should be in a thread of it's own. Good on you troutdude for considering one of these rods. Maybe Santa will be generous to you this year.
My opinion for bamboo rods goes like this: They are nothing short than a fine piece of craftsmanship. Like a woman, they are beautiful and delicate and nice to hold. They should not be used as a primary rod but rather like a classic sports car to be taken out on occasion and driven with the top down on a warm summer night. The action on the bamboo rod is mushy and slow but the way they load all the way down to the cork is a great feel. These rods are much heavier than their modern graphite or fiberglass counterparts and casting them for long periods of time will eventually do a number on your arm. But owning one, I think, is more of a nostalgic thing than a necessity. Our rivers, lakes and streams were conquered by these rods decades ago. How cool would it be to take a bamboo rod and isolate yourself in places like the McCloud in California or the Au Sable in Michigan or even the Tongariro in New Zealand, for that matter, and fish in the footsteps of fly fishing pioneers. The experience would be epic.
My opinion for bamboo rods goes like this: They are nothing short than a fine piece of craftsmanship. Like a woman, they are beautiful and delicate and nice to hold. They should not be used as a primary rod but rather like a classic sports car to be taken out on occasion and driven with the top down on a warm summer night. The action on the bamboo rod is mushy and slow but the way they load all the way down to the cork is a great feel. These rods are much heavier than their modern graphite or fiberglass counterparts and casting them for long periods of time will eventually do a number on your arm. But owning one, I think, is more of a nostalgic thing than a necessity. Our rivers, lakes and streams were conquered by these rods decades ago. How cool would it be to take a bamboo rod and isolate yourself in places like the McCloud in California or the Au Sable in Michigan or even the Tongariro in New Zealand, for that matter, and fish in the footsteps of fly fishing pioneers. The experience would be epic.
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