Your Rod has no Soul...

Sometimes late at night I sit in my Lab ( man cave for fly tyiers ) and take a fly rod out of it tube and just hold it, putting it carefuly together, lining the guides up perfectly.. then twisting my wrist admiring its guides and reel seat. Then I turn and look at my reels and like a mans barbie I try different ones on in a strange game of grown man dress up, that ones too heavy.. no not that one its too small, the balance is wrong.. there ya go, perfect. Then I put them away and walk softly up the stairs and climb into bed, often the wife inquires as to what ive been doing.. cleaning, arranging,reading... anything, you name it, anything but " ive been playing dress up with my flyrods " frankly sound a touch creepy just writing it. You see, I love my gear, flyrods in particular almost as much as I like fishing, in fact I may fish just so I can play with them, im not sure.. the verdict is still out on that one. I hate comments like "reels are just line holders" or " any rod can get the job done just the same" shit... sensless shit spoken by men who love the trout, steel or carp more than the gear. Some rods are lifeless, cold, stiff..absolutely bankrupt in the department of charm or soul. This is why I love Glass, glass the class clown of blanks, the game changer.. I am not fond of your T.F.O... or your z-axis... I donot want to hear about your Cabelas 3 forks package.. and yes, that reel is infact just a line holder. We won't talk about lines or leaders here becouse thats worse than religion or politics in a bar. I love rods with soul, heart, character... testicular fortitude is not a requirement for my rods simply becouse we will win with tact and strategy.. I have added a new rod to the RIVERKEEPER stable, I have recieved a great deal of guff and criticism over what I paid for " an outdated material " I find it funny that all of us will someday somewhere find that 2x2 foot square where we will be standing when the bullet hits the bone.. age overcomes us, or the cancer wins the fight. And you will be gone, they will dress you in expensive clothes you never would have worn in the world, and plant you in the ground in a box that cost more than the combined total of every mattress you ever slept on in your life... and then the Government will tax you for dying.. Uncle Sam will be getting $625 less of my money when my big show ends- Readers please welcome the Scott Fiberhammer to the RIVERKEEPER family... I hope it makes it into the family album many times in the coming years-