To my little voice…

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 […]

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Twenty years of Oyster Bamboo Fly Rods

  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 girl get […]

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Small is the new Big

Them:  “You should franchise Oyster or try and build your brand large enough to sell it.” Me:  “No.” 20 years ago, we decided that making bamboo fly rods for a living was a good idea.  Why?  Why would we ever dream that our passage into adulthood commerce should be anything less or more than a simple […]

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Career Day and The Bamboo Fly Rod

Career Day at Blue Ridge Elementary Bill:  What is your favorite thing to do in the whole world? Barrage of answers from the kids:  “Drawing!” “Hunting!” “Basketball!” “Writing!” “Hunting!” “Video Games!” “Horseback riding!” “Hunting!” Bill:  Now, imagine that you are able to do that “favorite thing”  your entire life and make a living.  .www.oysterbamboo.com

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Main Street, The Bamboo Fly Rod and Love

“Find what you love and let it kill you.”  – Bukowski Quinn, me (hiding), Roni and Cutter My girl Michelle and her baked goods…that just happened to look like a heart today…really. Bill and I don’t celebrate Valentine’s Day.  We have never properly observed this particular holiday…well…we did once…23 years ago.  While our memories of this fateful day […]

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Karma and the Bamboo Fly Rod

In the spirit of full disclosure I must admit that the following is most likely inspired by my birthday.  I turned 45 yesterday. Forty-Five.  Four Five…Fifty less Five.  Thirty plus Fifteen.  Half of Ninety. When we started Oyster Bamboo Fly Rods, we were in our  late 20s.   In contrast, the majority of our clientele is and always […]

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lost, found and bamboo fly rods

Many years ago, while mountain biking on the Continental Divide in the Rocky Mountains,  I literally panicked near dusk at the bottom of a treacherous decent… Me:  “Babe, we are lost.” Bill:   “We are not lost…we can always go back the way we came.”   1993 Bill and I met over 21 years ago in […]

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