So I walk into a large sporting goods store that randomly has some half decent stuff. Happens to get good deals once in awhile. I decided to pick up some tungsten beads and crazy pink estaz and a bunch of other stuff marked down. Talked to a guy who was working there about rods really quick and turns out they had one on sale. Now, I had been in the market for a new small stream stick, and had basically decided on fiberglass. Had my money put away and ready to go, planned on picking up a Hardy from the spot. Sorry to say but I got a little sidetracked, the glass will have to wait. Looks like I ended up stuck with another graphite stick
Looks familiar to many
I went a little crazy with a photoshoot but hey, if there were a beautiful woman standing in a bikini and you had a camera, would you just snap one
Yes you are probably guessing by now. I got the fairiest of the fairies, the runt of the litter, the wimpiest of wands, the triple ought!
I am so happy to be a fairy wand bearer
I didn't even have plans of ever getting a rod this small in line, but I just couldn't pass up the deal. I originally though hey, if I don't like it I'm sure I could sell it to break even to one of those addict guys but I took it out to the front yard when I got home and it only took a couple false casts to tell me this stick wasn't going anywhere else! I have yet to really break it out on the stream, I got like literally a half hour on a local with my girlfriend who was kind enough to sit patiently and let me get my little kid on christmas morning joy out of the way. I have yet to really fish it though and I can't wait!
"The real truth is, convincing a fish to strike is like playing string with a cat: the exact size and color of the string is probably less important than how you wiggle it. And little cats are easier to fool than big ones." - John Gierach