Happiness, then sorrow
Today, May 3, in Hancock, New York, we will be mingling with a number of the best bamboo fly rod builders east of the Mississippi. I will try to be quiet and listen for a change. This will be a great chance to learn a bit more of how to build a first-class bamboo rod. Perhaps Barb and I will be permitted to cast a rod or two. That could be a dangerous experience for my wallet. However, I promised Barb no more rods, unless I sell a few. I would have a difficult time giving up any of the rods we currently own. So, for now, no more bamboo fly rods. Repeat after me, no more bamboo fly rods.