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50 YEARS OF LIFE, MUSIC, TOM PETTY & THE BAMBOO FLY ROD
Turning 50 in the shit tsunami wake of COVID-19 creates an unexpected bittersweet layer to the meaning of life gravity of it all. So, I’ll combine the past, present and future here and try not to bore you to death keep it as trite as possible. The single consistency throughout most of our lives […]
Read More 50 YEARS OF LIFE, MUSIC, TOM PETTY & THE BAMBOO FLY RODi am 50
a crisis, choosing good, and the bamboo fly rod
THE COVID-19 CRISIS SUCKS. THE END. Not really… FORGET EVERYTHING YOU KNOW. So, we can all agree on one thing…there is a crisis out there. Since the shit the fan the world was sent off camber…it has been eerily peaceful here around Oyster…except for when I my parents visit and I yell at them from a 6 […]
Read More a crisis, choosing good, and the bamboo fly rodANATOMY, ENGRAVING and THE BAMBOO FLY ROD
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 RODMud, Belonging and the Bamboo Fly rod
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 rod2019 Optimism, Rumination’s and “Savants” of the Bamboo Fly Rod Making Lifestyle
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 LifestyleTwenty 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 […]
Read More Twenty years of Oyster Bamboo Fly RodsSo, you married a hardcore fly fisherman?
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?Space, Time and the Bamboo Fly Rod
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