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An Underground Review: Trout Bum Diaries II (Kiwi Camo)

May 20, 2007, by Tom Chandler 7 comments

The first Trout Bum Diaries DVD took fly fishing by storm.

Trout Bum Diaries 2 coverQuirky and interesting, it was a documentary-style movie that followed a handful of young fly fishers as they roamed around South America, fishing for big, big trout, some of which may had never seen a fly before.

Let’s face it: Big fish – in real life or on video — never had a problem finding an audience among fly fishers.

Kiwi Camo

Trout Bum Diaries II is the sequel. Titled Kiwi Camo, this movie’s based in New Zealand, where the fish are huge, and the fishing is tough.

Right out of the gate, I’m going to cut to finish: Kiwi Camo is a better produced, higher-quality, slicker DVD than the original Trout Bum diaries.

Watch the DVD’s starting sequence, and you’ll know why. The camera lingers on the logos of the project’s corporate sponsors, who presumably supported this DVD with more than just equipment.

As a result, production values are far better, though I can’t say whether life on the road for the bums was more comfortable.

Better. Prettier. Louder.

Simply put, the quality of the footage is stunning. No doubt aided by New Zealand’s crystal clear waters, the above-water photography in Kiwi Camo is as definitive as anything I’ve seen.

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A Fly Fishing Book Review: So Many Fish, So Little Time

May 20, 2007, by Tom Chandler 1 comment

It’s a big book. A great big book. That was my first hit when holding So Many Fish, So Little Time by Mark D. Williams.

So Many Fish, So Little Time by Mark D. WilliamsFor the terminally numerically inclined, it’s 1.75 inches deep, which translates to 860 pages of words and pictures.

Subtitled “1001 of the World’s Greatest Backcountry Honeyholes, Trout Rivers, Blue Ribbon Waters, Bass Lakes and Saltwater Hot Spots” it’s not a book you’ll read from front to back, and therein lies the rub.

What exactly are you supposed to do with it?

Good Writer. Odd Concept.

The author is an entertaining writer, though several of my sample readings suggest he’s at his pithiest when he has the least to say.

That’s not unusual, and the author has something interesting to write about many of the fishing locations, most of which are well known. When in doubt, they say, go with what you know, so when I received my review copy of the book, I went right to the section on California.

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The Orvis Zero Gravity Fly Rod: An Underground Review

March 6, 2007, by Tom Chandler 42 comments

[ED: I like this fly rod, but Orvis seems to no longer sell the ZeroGravity series (abandoned in favor of the Helios fly rods), so this is more fly rod eulogy than fly rod review at this point]

I’m mostly a bamboo and fiberglass guy, meaning I like rods that bend easily.

I think concerns about weight are way overblown, so as a result, modern, high-quality (and high-priced) graphite isn’t much in evidence in my rod closet.

So when I had the chance to score a high-end Orvis rod (disclosure: a trade) I went for a rod that played to graphite’s better qualities: a big fish/high winds/sinking line/streamer rod.

I went with a 9′ 6wt in the Orvis “mid flex” (7.5 flex), figuring I’d feel more at home with the taper than with the “tip flex” rods which I don’t much care for.


The wraps are simple, and the deep red blank is handsome.

I’ve fished the rod four times under winter conditions (it’s a special-purpose rod after all–if I waited until I used it a dozen times you’d be reading this a year from now), including a couple brief flings with a streamer, casting a dry, and [sigh] nymphing.

First.

I have some serious doubts about technology being the one true path to fly rod happiness, but I will say Orvis got the cosmetics right.

The Zero Gravity comes in a gorgeous, pebbled finish red tube, and the blank itself is handsome, deep red color. Pretty.

The wraps are clean and neat (what you’d expect from a high-end rod), and the guides appear to be standard

The new Orvis reel seats are shapely (and clearly lightweight) affairs, though they’re overshadowed a bit by the 7″ reverse wells grip, which is (to my preference) too long, though the center swell fills the hand nicely.

Of course, that kind of grip is pretty standard on today’s production rods, and if you’re a total pain in the ass about a grip, you’re probably buying custom rods anyway.


Gorgeous reel seat.

Enough About Pretty. Is it Manly?

You knew we’d get around to this eventually. First, this rod is–as advertised–as light as you’d expect it to be.

I know some fly fishers who obsess over the loss of an eighth of an ounce off their fly rod, a practice any bamboo fly rod guy finds oddly misplaced, but then, Sage, Loomis and others have been selling this kind of technology (with great success) for years, so you can hardly blame Orvis for following suit.

According to Orvis, the Zero Gravity rods use a thermoplastic resin, boron fibers and a unidirectional carbon scrim to produce blanks that are “25% stronger yet 25% thinner than comparable blanks, and 40% lighter.”

Clearly, fly rods are growing lighter, and as I understand it, the challenge nowadays is to retain some semblance of strength in the things, which I understand to be the real reason they went to the thermoplastic resin.

All I can say for sure is the rod didn’t break, and an Orvis dealer I spoke to said he had yet to see a broken one. And sadly, I haven’t yet fought a 28″ steelhead on the thing to truly test it.

If I do, you’ll hear about it soon enough.

So let’s just say the rod is clearly competitive on the technology front, give durability a tentative checkmark, and move on.

How Does it Fish?

Simply put, it casts nicely. Given that all high modulus graphite rods feel stiff to my hand, I found this rod a surprisingly smooth caster.

The tip was light enough to fish well at close range, yet the rod was certainly capable of throwing a lot of line. A lot.

My first tendency with a lot of modern graphite rods is to throw a heavier line on the thing to try and squeeze some semblance of feel out of the thing, and I was happily surprised to discover this Zero G rod didn’t need that.

Wayne Eng cast the rod and also felt it was “true” 6wt, so Orvis clearly got this part of the taper right.

Also surprising was the all-around “troubability” of the thing: modern freshwater 6wts are typically only fished over big trout and small steelhead, so you wouldn’t expect 6x delicacy from the thing, though in fact I did land a feisty 15″ trout on a 6x nymph dropper.

Score one for reasonable tapers.

I also threw a weighted streamer for a while, and the rod was certainly up to the job, though I have yet to find a rod where that kind of activity might be considered fun.

Of course, if high-modulus graphite rods have a sweet spot, it’s centered directly over nymphing, and I can say two things with certainty:

  1. This rod nymphs extremely well–it’s strong enough to pitch a couple shot and excels at setting the hook. If I was a nymph fisher, I’d use this rod fulltime.
  2. If fly fishing was only about indicator nymphing, I’d take up bowling.

All-Rounder

In truth, I was surprised at how nice the rod was, though I’m not busy listing my 5wt bamboo and glass rods for sale.

It’s at testament to the flexibility of medium tapers that this would probably make a nice all-around rod if you primarily fished freestone rivers or lakes, especially in windy/big fly situations.

If you were buying a rod specifically for flinging streamers the size of squirrels, then I’d do what Ian Rutter suggests and get a 7wt.

Still, if you were into high-tech rods and wanted a powerful-yet-all-around 6wt that fished lakes, stoneflies and freestoners (on windy days no less), then I’d have to give the Zero Gravity a thumbs up.

It would make a great windy-day back up to a 4wt that you could keep fishing after the wind died down (on anything short of a spring creek) and not give much away in terms of fishability or even tippet protection.

For a backwards, low-modulus kind of guy like myself, this is clearly a special-purpose rod, but–unlike some of the steeper, faster taper graphite rods I’ve tried–I could fish this one a large percentage of the time and not feel like I’d died and been sent to fly fishing hell for swearing on the Internet.

It’s a reasonable, fishable 6wt that does some things extremely well, which is about all you can really ask from a fly rod.


Orvis makes a damned pretty rod tube.

[tags]orvis, fly rod, orvis fly rod, zero gravity, zero gravity fly rod, graphite fly rod[/tags]

The Best, Least-Known Bamboo Fly Rod Builder: A Jim Reams Rod Review

February 15, 2007, by Tom Chandler 22 comments

I’ve often said that Jim Reams was the best, least-known bamboo fly rod builder going, and that the quality of his rods far outreached his fame.

Bamboo fly rod Jim Reams
The Reams 8.5′ 5wt, 3-pc Hollowbuilt (Prototype). Pretty rod. So-so picture.

That might have been true as little as a year ago, but the Internet holds no secrets for long. Simply put, Reams has been discovered, and discovered fast.

He’s been flooded with orders for his elegant hollowbuilt bamboo rods since his Web site “went public” in early 2006, and his name is often spoken on the bamboo-related boards.

Then there’s the ultimate arbiter of fame in the digital age: Google. Type “Jim Reams” and the rod builder’s name pops up atop the list (ahead of a prosecutor and a bluegrass musician).

Interestingly, I’ve very quickly found myself at that point where I can shake my head and say “I knew Jimmy before he was famous” – and sound only slightly moronic doing so.

Enough. What About the Rod?

A couple weeks ago, the postman (my new best friend) left a package on my front porch, and what I found inside was an 8.5′ 5wt hollowbuilt Reams.

Not one of his listed tapers, it was a 3-pc prototype that could soon find its way into his catalog.

First, the obvious stuff. Jimmy’s cane work is excellent (no flaws found). The rod’s nodes are short and tight, with little evidence of grinding.

The blank itself is straight as an arrow, and the ferrule fit is smooth.

bamboo fly rod Jim Reams
Reams varnishes his blank, then wraps and varnishes the wraps.

And while I can’t see it, I’ve seen other examples of Jimmy’s painstaking hollow building work. Good stuff.

In short, there are no shortcuts evident in this rod.

Never having been one for overthick varnish, I appreciate Jimmy’s smoothly finished blanks and separately varnished wraps.

The blank is a dark caramel color with reddish undertones, the wraps are a lovely dark brown, and the ferrules are darkly blued.

The overall effect is one of an understated elegance and functionality, and that’s no accident.

Reams builds his rods to fish, and one look at the fast-ramping full wells grip (similar to the Powell style) reinforces this belief.

It’s a fisherman’s grip.

The reel seat is an uplocking slide band over a wood spacer. I’m curious to see how this seat holds up over the years, but must say the appearance is striking.

Hollow Built Performance

Ask any accomplished builder why they hollow build, and most will tell you it’s not a weight issue, but one of performance.

Removing the pithy center portion eliminates non-contributing mass, speeding dampening and improving performance.

Simply put, you don’t buy a hollowbuilt with the expectation you’ll find a lightweight in the tube. You do it for the performance.

With this in mind, my Reams hollowbuilt was a revelation; it’s easily the lightest 8.5′ bamboo rod I own, and feels lighter in the hand than my 8′ solid builts.

A quick trip to my cheap digital kitchen scale revealed a rod weighing between 4.20 and 4.25 ounces. That’s light for an 8.5′ bamboo fly rod, but not astoundingly so.

Bamboo fly rod from Jim Reams
Simple, functional and extremely fishable.

Of course, nobody stands around simply holding a bamboo fly rod. You’d look dorky.

You’ve gotta cast the thing to attract the babes. And this is where Jimmy’s rods shine.

Cast and Cast Again

Some rod builders are talented craftsmen, and some are talented fly fishers. Reams is both, and during the season, you’ll find him fishing some of Northern California’s toughest waters 5-6 evenings a week.

Watch for any length of time and you’ll see he’s a stone cold killer on slow, technical water, and his rods reflect that sensibility.

Reams is a hunter and a damned accurate caster; he sneaks closer to fish than anyone has a right to, and then drops the fly right on their noses.

When I first cast the rod, I discovered it was exactly the rod you’d expect someone like Reams to build.

Smooth and light, the rod fished beautifully at close range, and a smooth stroke found it working comfortably to 50′.

I fished it at ranges greater than 50′ during a Rogue BWO hatch, and while the rod held up fine (Dave Roberts certainly had no trouble casting it farther), I’d suggest its forte was in the sub-60′ distances.

Still, it was when I hooked a fish that I discovered the rod’s most interesting characteristic; I felt the trout’s every move. Wow.

This rod would protect even the lightest tippets superbly – on a par with my 8.5′ 4wt Diamondglass fiberglass (the reigning champion).

Tiny flies? Light tippet? Spooky trout? No problem.

Wind? Ultra-long casts? Fast-moving water and big fish?

This rod would handle it, but I’d suggest a faster, stronger taper for the above conditions.

Every fly rod is an compromise, and this one’s biased towards more technical fishing.

And whaddya know. I love technical fishing. I expect it’ll be a superb pocket water rod too – it casts at close range like it knows where the fish are hiding.

The Final Cast

Outside of galactic casts and gale-force winds, this rod’s is a stunner.

Under less windy (read normal) conditions, the rod rewards a smooth caster with exceptional control and a silky, wholly cultured feel.

Light and resilient in the hand, Reams’ aggressive hollowbuilding techniques and extremely refined tapers play right to the strengths of bamboo as a rod building material.

The Trout Underground gives it two fins up.

[tags]bamboo fly rod, bamboo rod, jim reams, hollowbuilt, fly rod, cane rod, split cane, split cane fly rod[/tags]

An Underground Review: Many Rivers to Cross by M.R. Montgomery

January 21, 2007, by Tom Chandler 4 comments

Some of my friends exhibit excellent taste (despite the fact they’re my friends), and when they suggest a book, fly, fly rod or leader design, by god you try it.

Sully – the Underground’s Montana Correspondent and Director of Curmudgeon-Related Activities – mentioned that Many Rivers to Cross was a book worth reading.

many rivers to crossSo by god, I got it. And read it. And truly liked it.

First published in 1996, it’s a 256-page chronicle of M.R. Montgomery’s quest for some of the West’s rarest, most-endangered species of trout.

While the terrain veers from the Oregon to Lewis & Clark’s route to Custer’s last stand to desert trickles, the book remains true to its original course; the writer searches for the rare untouched places holding rare, untouched trout.

Tight, witty, and awash in keen observation, Montgomery writes about the tiny-but-beautiful (and largely hidden) trout streams that shelter the rarest trout, yet still manages to neatly skewer the “big fish, big river” mentality that drives modern Western fly fishing.

Trophy fish are frozen, sent to a taxidermist, cast in a mold, and recreated in plastic and painted to look more or less like the original fish. Most guides try to discourage the practice, as a large fish that lives in the pool below the big rock (or any other identifiable lair) can be caught over and over again. This is good for their business. The basis for modern catch-and-release fisheries management is elegant science, but the political energy that makes it work comes from market forces at the point of sale, and the guide is on the river and the taxidermist is not.

His contempt for the damage done to a small reclusive streams due to overgrazing is palpable, a fury fed by the knowledge that the rare cutthroat subspecies that are his quarry are often found only in those streams, hanging on by the width of a fin.

He criss-crosses the west, and while fishing for trout is obstensibly the point, the book isn’t much concerned with the nuts and bolts of fly fishing.

Indeed, the bulk of the book isn’t focused on fly fishing at all.

Instead, the author pieces together historical accounts about the area he’s visiting into an interesting narrative about Indians, whites, explorers (and everyone else) – all reflecting on the disappearance of the “real” American West.

In one passage, he describes fishing a small stream which – at the lower elevation – was predominantly rainbow trout. As he fishes upriver, native cutthroat genes start to assert themselves.

I had angled farther and farther into the past, moving back down the chain of being, watching the genetic code (or the outward expression of it) revert with time and distance. The double helix unwound and recombined and was made original flesh. Rainbow trout genes were kicked off like dirty boots until at last the small trout in the headwaters were native and fine.

It quickly becomes clear that the author isn’t seeking a “quality fishing experience” as most fly fishers would define it. Instead, he’s looking for remnants of the old West, and his search takes him everywhere from Oregon to Arizona, with Montana, Wyoming, Idaho and New Mexico figuring in his search.

He ends up in some highly out of the way places more as a tourist than a fly fisher bent on catching dozens of trout:

A hundred miles away in any direction, other tourists were seeking their West. They were drawn to the huge water-and-wind-cut sandstone spires, sheer cliffs, and deep box canyons, all first shaped when this desert was green and riverine. We were all looking for the same thing, the Old West. Their goal was sculpted rocks of magnitude, free of city grime and graffiti, all glowing against the sky. And I had desired with all my heart these aboriginal fish burning brightly in the midday sun.

Yes, such trout are easily caught. But who, when remembering America’s Zion, ever wept for it, that it was easy to see?

Knowing the sad state and precarious existence of the few remaining native cutthroat sub-species, it would be easy to sink into a funk, but Montgomery avoids this maudlin (and predictable) step. Instead, he finishes his book with grace:

There is time now; I can stop for a while and be confident that somewhere the things I love will still swim and fly and bloom. Someone is watching out for them. There are a few special trout left to look for, and I know where they are and where, I do believe, they always will be. When there is time and gas money and I’m back in California, a state where I was partly raised, I will head over the Sierra toward Reno and find the Paiute trout (O.c. seleniris), that spotless, truly immaculate trout of the moonlight rainbow. If things go well in New Mexico, there is the Gila cutthroat, and some spring when the saguaro cactus is in bloom down on the desert, I will go up in those piney hills and touch one.

Availability

Many Rivers to Cross is available at Amazon.com (I’m an affiliate). New copies are still available at $16 (and worth it), but since I’m bent on rediscovering old titles instead of the glossy new ones, you benefit: they also sell used copies for as little as a buck (perhaps re-sold by those disappointed in the lack of casting tips).

Their loss is your gain (it’s my loss too, since my Amazon affiliates fee on a $1 book is approximately five cents). Being as a dollar will take the average automobile about nine miles, I know which I’d opt for.

Click to buy: Many Rivers to Cross: Of Good Running Water, Native Trout, and the Remains Of Wilderness

And while you’re at Amazon, consider getting a copy of Montgomery’s 1991 essay book:

The Way of the Trout: Anglers, Wild Fish and Running Water

Paperback copies are available for less than a buck, so I’d kill two birds with one stone (I just ordered my copy).

[tags]fly fishing, books, many rivers to cross, trout, cutthroat trout, review[/tags]

An Underground Book Review: Upstream by McGuane & Lindsay

January 13, 2007, by Tom Chandler 4 comments

Upstream by Thomas McGuane

I largely avoid fly fishing coffee table books. The problem? Fly fishing picture books typically attain a kind of artificial beauty, and do so at the expense of spontaneity, realism or soul.

Images are carefully arranged, styled and colored – to the point I’m witnessing the product of an advertising shoot instead of a real moment on the water.

I don’t need to see another red-shirted fly fisher, perfect loop unrolling in a strategically placed dark spot. Or another digital image so oversaturated the angler’s skin glows yellow.

Or – god forbid – another grinning fool holding a big trout facing left, the Sage logo “illuminating” most of the image.

Going Upstream

I passed on Thomas McGuane and Charles Lindsay’s Upstream when it was published several years ago, a blunder I only recently corrected.

Want the one-word review? Stunning.

Lindsay’s black and white photographs bypass all the pretty-yet-distant cliches, displaying in their stead strong, reductive images where the elements of nature (water, air, fire, bugs, trout, etc) are dynamic – not fodder for a carefully arranged still life.

Through Lindsay’s lens, water becomes elemental and kinetic, with the surface boundary between air and stream displaying elements of both.

Trout ebb and flow through his photographs like elements of nature instead of targets, defined not by flashy parr marks or marketable colors, but revealed instead by a quiet swirl in the water or a taut piece of monofilament.

McGuane’s text is smart and cutting as ever, his status as keen observer of the natural world seemingly amplified by the B&W photographs.

M. and I were in a canyon that was sixty miles long. At its far side, the hills were scarred with clear-cuts. A local carpenter looking at the wind-blown and knot-infested trees said you couldn’t get a number-two board out of the whole forest. Nevertheless, someone had tried, and ended up putting the entire load on a train in Great Falls looking for a market that would accept it. The carpenter explained that this pretty forest might become fax paper. People could then send each other faxes about the beauty of nature.

Indeed, viewing McGuane’s text and Lindsay’s photographs in the same context exposes one of Upstream’s weaknesses – the images and words aren’t mixed together on the same pages, but are separated.

Many of Lindsay’s images would have piled meaning atop McGuane’s text (and vice versa), but instead, McGuane’s incisive words were left to fend for themselves, including the following passage – which would have soared off the page in the company of the right images:

Hard overhead light helps the hunting birds and sends the fish out of harm’s way under ledges, logs, brush, sargasso weed, ship’s hulls, mangroves, and rocks. Dawn and dusk, crepuscular light, is an open book and fish are emboldened by their own shadowlessness. The angler becomes still, watchful. Something is about to happen.

Several of Lindsay’s stronger images were photographed just under the surface of the water, then darkly and richly printed. The resulting pictures emphasize form over detail, revealing nature’s repeating forms.

In one instance, a cloud is juxtaposed with an image of water that is its twin.

In another, a campfire occupies one page while an equally hyperactive image of water occupies the other.

Nature, of course, isn’t the only subject of this book, and McGuane neatly exposes many of the excesses of modern fly fishing:

The professionalization of sport by Americans is well afield of the values from which sport originally sprung. There are few figures of absurdity to compete with today’s “fly fishing professional,” who arrives as a kind of booby prize in the general festivity of field sport. In some circles, the amateur angler is fully capable of outbursts of vainglory and self-aggrandizement, invidious comparison, blowhard posturing, and odious, self-infatuated crowing. He scarcely needs the help of a “professional.” Still, it is sad when a little spotted fish occasions frenzies of snobbery.

This is a book that has already been placed on my “A” shelf – the collection of volumes which will remain by my desk until I can no longer read.

I’d suggest it belongs on the shelves of others searching for a different view of fly fishing, water and nature, and dithering around until the book passed onto the “out of print” list means it’s available for 2/3 its $40 list price.

Who knew procrastination could be so profitable?

Several used copies are available via Amazon (one-click access via the link: Upstream: Fly-Fishing in the American West)

Of course, the Undergrounders are welcome to contribute their opinions; any raves, raspberries or contrasting reviews for Upstream?

[tags]upstream, thomas macguane, richard lindsay, fly fishing, trout, nature, book, publishing[/tags]

Rubber Sole: An Underground Gear Review

November 1, 2006, by Tom Chandler 15 comments

I’ve long used studded felts on the Upper Sac; they provided good grip on most surfaces, but my constant hiking along the sharp-rocked beds of the railroad tracks quickly wore away the felt around the studs.

After a few months, I was left with spiked wading boots that skated on smooth surfaces, grated noisily on rounded rocks, and drove me to distraction.

Regular felt was an option, but one that lacked longevity on the sharp railroad bed rocks. I needed another option.

Rubber Sole

Grippy rubber soles have been around for a few years, but my first experience wasn’t stellar. I’d tried a pair of plain rubber Aqua Stealths, but found them sadly wanting on algae-coated cobbles.

Studded Rubber Wading Boots Still, early in the year, local guide Steve Bertrand told me his studded rubber soles didn’t grip as well as the felt, but they’d lasted the better part of two seasons.

Aha! Longevity.

After weighing the costs of re-soling, I bought a pair of studded rubber Weinbrenners, figuring they’d make tolerable winter boots even if they weren’t suited for everyday use (hedging your bet is a useful rationalization when buying fishing gear).

The testing began.

Seventy Percenters

After five months of steady use, the soles are still in excellent shape. I’d rate them excellent for longevity (I’ll know more in a couple years).

The constantly evolving Weinbrenner uppers used to be a mixed bag, but they’ve done away with many of the stitching problems I experienced on my earlier Weinbrenners.

The wading itself? It’s a mix. On dry steamside rock they’re outstanding – way better than studded felt.

On in-stream rocks with little or no slime, they were good.

On rounded, slimed covered rocks they were… well, let’s say they had 70% the grip of studded felts.

I haven’t fallen yet, but hitting the “greased cobble” stretches of the river without a wading staff is a non-starter. Still, I’m wearing them every day and not regretting it. So far, so good.

Break-in Period

Bob Grace of the Ted Fay Fly Shop suggested they’d grip better once the edges wore away a bit and sole became more rounded.

I haven’t experienced that, but then, my soles don’t exhibit much wear. Therein lies the charm. These should last a long time – probably as long as a pair of studded felts and one or two re-sole jobs.

That’s attractive because I like to fish good, reliable gear – stuff that’s ready to go without a lot of babying or repair.

Weighing the Pros and Cons

Everything is a compromise. For a cheap bastard like myself, the compromises here seem acceptable. In addition to the everyday longevity, I get a boot that grips very well when dry rock hopping. And the soles are denser, more protective, and more comfortable than felt while hiking.

They also seem to be laterally stiffer than felts, protecting my feet from wedging and torqueing.

Finally, studded rubber doesn’t add several inches of ice to your boots when hiking through the snow – a real downer when fishing felts in the winter.

Buy, or Not?

If I fished the Pit River exclusively, I’d think twice about these boots, probably going with studded felt instead. If I fished small streams, spring creeks or other easy wading rivers, they’d be a no-brainer.

If you hike extensively in wading boots – especially over sharp rocks – you’d have to consider studded rubber soles.

Those who often fish from drift boats will find the studs don’t mar boat surfaces as badly as most studded felts (probably because the studs don’t protrude as far from the sole).

For everyday use on the Upper Sacramento River? I’ve been wearing mine almost exclusively this season, and I have no plans to switch back.

I’m giving up some grip – and that’s not a fun thought – but I’m gaining other tangible benefits (like avoiding re-soling the things every 6-9 months).

For their longevity, dryland performance and passable wet performance, the Underground gives the Weinbrenner studded rubber soled wading boots 3.5 roll casts (out of a possible 5).

Specifics

Weinbrenner’s studded rubber wading boot costs $137. Simms also makes a studded rubber boot, though be prepared to pay the Simms premium price ($160). Others make studded rubber boots, and because it’s footwear, I’d check with my retailer about trying some one.

The Weinbrenner “fit” is very roomy, and most people report no problems adding orthotics or insoles to the boots (a good idea if you have a narrow or low volume foot).

The Simms are also roomy, though with more of a hiking boot fit. For those that care, the Weinbrenners are made in the USA, while the Simms are produced overseas.
[tags]weinbrenner, wading boot, wading, fly fishing, aqua stealth[/tags]

An Underground Book Review: The Offbeat Angler

August 1, 2006, by Tom Chandler No comments yet

The Offbeat AnglerAn entertaining book about fly fishing in urban environments and unusual places, The Offbeat Angler is worth a look. Read my review of the Offbeat Angler here.

With fat, rubbery carp lips all the rage in magazines and on the Internet, it seems “The Offbeat Angler” is less an iconoclastic book than an essay title that’s just a bit ahead of its time.

Who’s killing fly fishing magazines? The Internet? Or themselves…?

July 25, 2006, by Tom Chandler 45 comments

I’m writing this from the dreaded Internet, which – according to a writer on the muddied waters of the Fly Fisherman message board – is responsible for a decline in article payments to fly fishing writers everywhere.

Instead of stating the obvious – that popular FF magazines are endlessly recycling the same old stories and using wannabes willing to write for fly line cleaner – he blamed the Internet, comparing reading free online information to receiving medical help from amateurs instead of doctors.

Zing! This conversation has now spread to this post on the rarely reserved Ass Hooked Whitey blog, but I thought I’d get to the bottom of the matter with the Trout Underground readers, whose literary taste simply cannot be questioned.

Is it the Internet? Or do most FF magazines just suck?

As for me, most of my FF magazine subscriptions lapsed years ago. They’d become bathroom reading, and then not even that. So little of their editorial content focuses on the fly fishing experience – and so much of it is vacuous how-to written by wannabes and parking lot experts.

I don’t care about the latest nymphing techniques. I don’t need to know about the hottest, four-figure-a-week fishing lodge. And worse, much of today’s magazine content is simply PR in disguise: product information fronted by manufacturers; destination information fronted by lodges and travel agencies; river kiss-and-tells fronted by guides and outfitters… you get the picture.

I still read Fly Rod & Reel (for Gierach, Williams and Norman in that order). And the Drake – despite the attitude – is at least original. Grey’s? A little stilted for me.

So what’s your take? Is the Internet destroying fly fishing magazines? Or are they destroying themselves? Are you buying fewer magazines and books because of the Internet?

And remember our rule; no lists. Tell us what you think and why. See you at the magazine counter, Tom Chandler.

Upper Sac high. Chandler 2. Fish 4.

June 2, 2006, by Tom Chandler 5 comments

Your penniless, wandering correspondent visited the Upper Sac yesterday, and though I managed to hook six fish, I only landed two. With the river headed back up to 3,000 cfs, I probably should have run to the middle or lower river, but chose to try the upper canyon. The water is high (and getting higher), and while fish holding areas are pretty obvious, they’re not at all easy to reach.

Upper Sacramento running highThe Beetle Bug claimed one bite, but nothing else, and I got desperate enough to hang a weighted Hare’s Ear 18” under the dry, which is how I got my next four hookups (and a few misses, if the dry is to be believed).

With the river booming, I spent a frustrating amount of time whacking my cane rod against branches and dead limbs when I was trying to set the hook, leading to a lot of fish who wriggled free as soon as they got some slack (which was pretty quick being as I couldn’t move the rod). At these flows, downriver is probably better.

Was it gorgeous? Spring in the upper canyon always is. Easy? Not on your life. This kind of fishing is best done with a tough rod with a soft tip, so don’t bring the cannon. (Might I suggest the 8.5′ 4wt Diamondback glass rods at Raine’s shop and the Ted Fay Fly shop?)With warmer weather here (and a little rain), the river’s again headed upwards…

One more for the slaw dog…
We received a cryptic piece of investigatory journalism from Alert Reader Matt, who says: “Slaw in Charleston WV. No slaw in Pittsburg. Clearly the Mason-Dixon line.” We don’t know which administration member leaked this vital information to Matt, but we know we’re going to bravely re-print it here despite the repercussions.

As we continue to uncover new information about the slaw dog, the Underground’s Slaw Dog Expert Ian Rutter is throwing in the towel. He writes “This slaw dog thing has become a cross between The Dancing Woo Li Masters and Six Degrees of Separation. I’m going to send you a box of moonpies so you can move on.”

His all-too-obvious attempt to bury this story can mean only one thing: He’s got something to hide. We’re going to find out what. (Still love to get the moonpies tho.)

Upper Sacramento Rainbow
Even yesterday’s trout are weighing in on the Slaw Dog. Will it ever end?

Three days on the Upper Sac…
Don’t forget about the Upper Sacramento’s River Exchange’s package for three days at CalTrout’s rustic fishing camp located on a great stretch of the river. Tell your friends. You can help raise some money for a great organization, and have some big fun in the process.

Offbeat book…
I just finished a book titled “The Offbeat Angler” – the adventures of a couple of fly fishers who actively chase lesser-pursued fish (carp, shad, etc.), often in urban settings. The two self-described “Brown Water Boys” have written an interesting book, especially given the recent interest in non-trout species. A work of literature destined to become a classic? Maybe not, but it is an extremely entertaining read, especially their adventures with the Land Captain – a Florida guide who specializes in car-based trips to canals and offbeat places.

Offbeat Anglers fly fishing for carp
One of the ‘Offbeat Anglers‘ authors with a Georgetown-caught carp.

You can read an excerpt at the eponymous MidCurrent site. Expect a longer review once I’ve paid some bills. Until then, see you on the offbeat water, Tom Chandler.

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