WHY HAND ENGRAVING? Legacy? Because it’s beautiful? Investment? To honor? Customization? Memorialize? Yes. While these reasons may seem obvious, perhaps the most significant reason to hand engrave your bamboo fly rod cannot be seen or even carefully explained…it can only be felt. Let me say this…throughout the years here at Oyster, hand engraving our bamboo […]Read More ANATOMY, ENGRAVING and THE BAMBOO FLY ROD
TO THE GIRL WHO READS BY FLASHLIGHT WHO SEES DRAGONS IN THE CLOUDS WHO FEELS MOST ALIVE IN WORLDS THAT NEVER WERE WHO KNOWS MAGIC IS REAL WHO DREAMS THIS IS FOR YOU -MEGAN SPOONER Dear Veronica, Ten years ago today, you were born. Ten years ago, the porch of our little red house in […]Read More To my little voice…
25 years ago Bill asked me where I wanted to live. I told him anywhere in the world as long as it was in Georgia. Bill: “What am I going to wear to that? We donated my funeral suit.” This was exactly Bill’s reaction when I told him (breathlessly I might add) that we […]Read More Mud, Belonging and the Bamboo Fly rod
One woman’s journey into the bamboo fly rod making abyss…Read More 2019 Optimism, Rumination’s and “Savants” of the Bamboo Fly Rod Making Lifestyle
Celebrating 20 years family, Heritage, Bamboo fly rods, the American Craftsman and Small Business Here is one woman’s interpretation of a 20-year bamboo fly rod making abyss. “You may say I’m a dreamer…but I’m not the only one” Boy meets girl Girl meets boy Boy is noticeably hungry Girl makes boy meatballs Boy and […]Read More Twenty years of Oyster Bamboo Fly Rods
The postman has nothing on the fly fisherman. photo credit: David Cannon So, when I met Bill…I knew he was a fly fisherman. In fact, on our first date we went fly fishing (technically the second date but this time around he actually talked to me *see introvert references and Bill being a man of very few […]Read More So, you married a hardcore fly fisherman?
word It’s a new year…well kind of… can we still say it’s a new year when it is almost 7% over (I did the “mathish” on that). In usual form, Oyster lunged into the New Year with dust kicking up all around us oblivious to the inevitable reflection and pause experienced by most as a […]Read More Space, Time and the Bamboo Fly Rod