Cutter, UGA and his “PEOPLE”

😭Warning: FEELS ALERT… proceed with caution.😭 On Monday, we dropped Cutter off at the University of Georgia (UGA) to start his freshman year in college. Many of you reading this know Cutter on various levels, and I might go as far as saying some of you are even emotionally invested in this kid. People are […]

Labor of love, bamboo fly rods & Kathy

IS IT LABOR…IF YOU LOVE IT? It’s been 529 days a minute since my last post here. I do love to write…even if it is for the sole purpose of providing proof of our existence for my now teenage children who hate me who may read this one day. However, it seems as though upon […]

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 […]

Mud, 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 […]

2019 Optimism, Rumination’s and “Savants” of the Bamboo Fly Rod Making Lifestyle

One woman’s journey into the bamboo fly rod making abyss…

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 […]

So, 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 […]

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 […]

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 […]

Oyster Bamboo Fly Rods says goodbye to summer

What? Summer is over?!?! Fall is near. Our nights are cooler and the crisp air teases us until noon each day when we inevitably end up in the high 80s. I am okay with the heat (if it’s below 70 , I swear I can see my breathe), but most people are not as tolerant. […]