
Let me be clear: I did virtually everything I should have done beforehand. The rod was stored disassembled, in it’s sock, in it’s tube, sealed. Nothing was applied to the male ferrule. No paraffin, no candle wax, and definitely no nose grease. I know that there are different sides to this debate, but rod makers I’ve personally talked with have advocated the position of “just keep it clean.”
Regardless of any proactive steps I did or didn’t take, the rod was still stuck. Time travel is, for better or for worse, off the table.
Of course, I just tried to pull it apart. Think of how often you break down your rod without any issue. A firm grip on either side of the joint usually does it – and does it unremarkably. I encountered resistance. And this is when I knew my rod was, in some way, stuck.
Step two was a more deliberate version of just pulling. I tucked the butt of the rod into my left armpit and grabbed below the ferrule with my left hand. My right hand grabbed above the ferrule joint, and I pulled hard and straight. Usually this method, with a bit more power and bracing, unsticks over-tightened ferrules. This didn’t make a difference.









