
This was the worst fly rod ever.
Or maybe not. I don’t know. You might like it.
But I didn’t.
To be honest, there was a time when I liked it. That is why I bought it. I could cast it a mile. In the fly shop parking lot. In my back yard. Even a few times on the water. Into the backing. That is what I could do with it. Sounds great, right?
Well there aren’t a lot of real-life fly fishing situations where you need to dump 90 feet with a 5-weight.
Maybe you have had to plop a BWO down in the next county over. But I was never faced with that particular scenario when chasing trout. But hey, I guess I should chalk that up to not doing all I could do. I’m not that intense. Maybe this rod was built with real fly fishers in mind. All I was doing was casting real far.
To accomplish this casting competition feat, the rod was fast. And – and not to be disparaging to the genius men and women who probably designed the thing – it was as stiff as a flash frozen salmon in the north sea. Flagpole stiff. Why a 5 weight would ever need to be that fast I don’t know.
I did buy the thing, though.









