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Trout on Vintage Cane Rods

Selected History of Bamboo Fly Rods

Fly Fishing Rods were not always high technology creations of Carbon Fiber, Fiberglass or similar that you find on the market today. There was a time, not long ago, when a large stick with a string secured to the end served as an effective fishing rod. The first major evolution in fishing was the development of the split bamboo fishing rod. The era known as the “Golden Age of Fly Fishing” lasted from 1920 to 1944 and commonly featured Bamboo Rods, Silk Lines and Dry Flies. During this time period it is commonly recognized that the Bamboo Fly Rod was perfected by Jim Payne. In fact, the modern, six strip, Bamboo Fly Rod was “invented” in Easton, Pennsylvania by Gunsmith Samuel Phillipe in 1872. The development of this modern Bamboo Fly Rod enabled Theodore Gordon, in 1890 to first fish English style Dry Flies on American waters.

The craft of building Bamboo Fly Rods was subject to the mechanization that was common in the industrial era. In 1869, Thomas H. Chubb and his partner William Marsten decided to build a modern fishing rod factory in Post Mills, VT on the bank of the Ompompanoosuc River; by 1875 they had the largest fishing rod factory in the world. Chubb’s rod factory sold both wholesale metal parts for rod manufacture and Bamboo rods direct to consumers. The factory burnt down in 1875 and was rebuilt, in 1891 the factory again burnt down. This time Chubb sold the location, and his rod company along with patents to The Montague Rod Company out of Massachusetts. 

Erica and I inspect the various bamboo fly rods at the Catskill Rod Makers gathering.
Erica and I inspect the wide selection of Bamboo Fly Rods.

The Montague Rod Company was primarily a wholesale manufacturer of Fly-Fishing Rods. Following the acquisition of Thomas H. Chubb Rod Company, Montague was able to leverage Chubb’s retail catalogs and marketing prowess. Additionally, in 1899 Montague purchased its way into reel making business. Montague’s business peaked around 1925 and began a long decline with the death of founding brothers first Leander L. Bartlett (1922) and Eugene P. Bartlett (1925). The company’s stock was publicly listed in 1927 and did not fare well in the Great Depression. In 1933, the Chubb factory in Post Mills, VT was permanently shuttered. In 1934 the company was acquired by Ocean City Reel Company. 

During World War II, similar to other manufacturing concerns in the United States, Montague Rod and Reel Company re-tooled to support the war effort. Fitting to their expertise, Montague manufactured Bamboo Ski Poles for the 10th Mountain Division. After the war, Montague continued as a brand into the 1950’s when bamboo was supplanted by Fiberglass and other modern materials. The slow decline of the bamboo era was further exacerbated by the embargo on trade with China after their communist revolution, blocking the import of Tonkin Cane. 

Locating Classic and Antique Fly Tackle

When I began researching antique and classic Fly Fishing rods I decided the primary goal of my adventure would be to experience Fly Fishing with a cane rod. Many of the pieces available are rare enough that they should not ever be used in the field. As such, I confined my search to used middle quality equipment not in need of restoration. This level of quality is ideal for actually experiencing what entry level cane fells like without spending a bundle or damaging a priceless artifact.

A couple of sources come to mind as places to find antique or classic Fly-Fishing equipment:

  • Yard Sales
  • Craigslist
  • EBay
  • Antique and Curios Stores
  • Tackle Shows

As a rule of thumb, the below brands are generally less expensive, not as valuable and better for everyday fishing use:

  • Montague
  • Heddon
  • Orvis

On the more valuable end of the spectrum are the following:

  • Leonard
  • Thomas
  • Payne

Since I settled on a Montague Rod I will note that the Manitou and Red Wing, are considered

their most collectible rods. Eventually, I settled on a Montague Rapidian 5 weight nine (9) foot fly rod; not a highly sought-after Montague rod, however one in great condition at a price under One Hundred Dollars ($100) on EBay. My rod had a slight defect, it is missing a snake guide, as I am skilled at DIY repair in the garage, all I will need is the correct thread winder and some varnish to repair.

Catskill Fly Fishing Center Bamboo Workshop.

Assembly and Care of Your Bamboo

While all rods require care, Bamboo Fly Rods, especially the older ones require additional measures of care. Bamboo is a grass; it is finished like wood and can decay or mildew like wood. Besides accidental damage like snapping the rod in a car door, water will also damage the rod if it is put away wet. Additionally, loose or damaged wrappings can leave an opening for water penetration. Damaged rod wrappings should be re-varnished to prevent water incursion while Butcher’s Bowling Alley Wax is applied to preserve a bamboo fly rod properly stored vertically bagged in an aluminum tube (or similar).

Walking to the stream to take my first cast of the season.

Bamboo Enthusiasts

During New Jersey opening day, the first Saturday in April (4/6/2019), rivers are packed shoulder to shoulder and not enjoyable for a Fly Fisherman. To beat the crowds and enjoy the day Erica and I hopped in the Yukon and took a road trip to the Catskill Fly Fishing Center and Museum in Livingston Manor, NY.  

As part of opening day activities, the center was hosting the Catskill Cane Revival at the Roscoe High School gym. Mike Canazon was on hand to help people learn about bamboo, try to cast a rod and answer any questions.

The amateur Bamboo Rod making enthusiasts at the center were more than pleased to share their factory and custom-built rods. We received a short tour of the factory located at the center; the center is packed with Everett Garrison’s tools. For anyone interested in Bamboo Rod construction the center offers a week long course in September, at the conclusion of the course you have your very own Bamboo Fly Rod.

Erica practicing her casting in the Roscoe gym.

A Clean Release

Finally, after a few days of effort I managed to hook a Trout on my Montague Rapidian! Father and I went fishing on Sunday morning together. He arrived at the Lazy K Ranch early and I made my pre-fishing Taylor Ham, Egg and Cheese in a Cast Iron skillet. We geared up, hopped in the truck and marched out to an unnamed tributary of the Paulinskill. The Paulinskill was flowing at over 600 CFS, twice the normal rate, due to Friday night rain; making smaller tributaries a better option to locate fish. Our tributary was flowing strong though not as high and muddy as the Paulinskill itself. We hiked down to a section of three (3) pools which I have known to produce quality Trout.

Dad took a few casts with the spinner with no luck, he sat down on a rock. I slipped into place, tied on my Black and Coffee Woolly Bugger and completed a gentle roll cast up to the foam line between the fast and slow water. As the Bugger worked its way downstream, I felt a tug, as if I had hooked on a log at the bottom. As I went to wade out and unhook the snag, I felt movement in the rod tip and completed my strip set. Now the fight was on, I began attempting to manage my large Trout through the series of pools, trying to prevent the fish from wrapping up on a log or getting caught on the bottom. Finally, I was able to wrest the fish to the surface, it flipped onto its side and to my joy I discovered that it was a wild Brown Trout!

I gingerly tried to use my rod to gently persuade the fish to come to my net and not into the dense log jam below. Landing this Trout would not happen on this day, as I moved it towards my net the beautiful animal popped off of the Woolly Bugger hooked in its jaw. My pain at this loss was palpable!

Bending the rod.

Landing the Trout

I sometimes guide Fly Fishing on the Paulinskill and have been featured in an Eastern Fly Fishing article on the Paulinskill, so it is fitting that despite my travels, prospecting my home waters on a delightful May day, I took my first Trout to the net on the Bamboo. The rivers and stream of northwest Jersey have been running high all season due to the above average rainfall. This is great for Trout and a long sustainable season; however, it is immediately limiting to stream access the period of days directly after the storm.

On a warm Sunday afternoon, I found some time to steal away from the girlfriend and farm work in order to wet my line. The water was high so I tied on a Bead Head Black and Coffee Woolly Bugger with Silly legs, this is a great fly for May on the Paulinskill. In high water it can be swung and then given slight action as it reached the end of its drift. Carefully wading out into the river, I carefully targeted the slower runs with structure next to fast water. The fast water serves as a food escalator for the Trout while the structure within the slower water provides a comfortable and lucrative holding spot for the Trout.

I did one quick false cast and tossed by Woolly Bugger out into the slower water differentiated by a bubble line. The bugger landed hard in the fast water and quickly was tossed into the slower water where it began its lackadaisical drift over the invisible structure. The line slowly straightened out down stream and then quickly pulled….Fish On! I strip set the line and felt the fighting motion of a fish. This was the moment I had been working towards, landing a fish on my 1930’s Bamboo Fly Rod! After taking a quick picture, keeping the Trout wet the whole time, I thanked it for my momentary glory and released it.

A nice Rainbow Trout to the net.

Sources

https://books.google.com/books?id=NjWpEJ32MaYC&pg=PA141&lpg=PA141&dq=Samuel+Phillipes,+a+gunsmith+from+Pennsylvania&source=bl&ots=VEnlkcVJBW&sig=ACfU3U2cOy5PFCsjpdH0gQMcnRm6_1E7rw&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwi_v7fp16fhAhXow1kKHRchBgAQ6AEwB3oECAgQAQ#v=onepage&q=Samuel%20Phillipes%2C%20a%20gunsmith%20from%20Pennsylvania&f=false

http://www.thetfordhistoricalsociety.org/Chubb.html

https://www.montaguerodandreel.com/2017/07/17/the-rise-and-fall-of-the-montague-city-rod-company/

http://classicflyrodforum.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=65&t=27358

https://cffcm.com/news/2019/4/7/the-song-of-bamboo-at-the-catskill-cane-revival

Spring Rises

If you live in the New York metro area, Trout fishing in the Catskills is a traditional rite of spring. Specifically, many of us head up to “Trout Town USA” or Roscoe, NY on most modern maps. Roscoe has been famous for Trout fishing since the 1800’s when the Ontario and Western Railroad brought people up here to Fly Fish. The first dry fly fishing in America happened on fabled streams in the area. I had been to Roscoe on opening day in order to attend several events including the Catskill Fly Fishing Center and Museum’s, “Catskill Legends Dinner” along with their first cast event. The following day I attended the “Two Headed Trout Dinner,” hosted by the Roscoe Chamber of Commerce. At that event I was the winning bid on a silent auction for a weekend at a guesthouse in Roscoe. All of these events are a fine time and I recommend checking them out next year.

Mark practices casting his new Cabela's Fly Rod on the banks of the West Branch.
Mark practices casting his new Cabela’s Fly Rod on the banks of the West Branch.

The West Branch

This fine stream, starting out in Stamford, NY and running all the way to where it meets the East Branch at Junction Pool in Hancock, NY is one of the best wild Trout fisheries in the State of New York. The river was dammed in the 1960s to create the Cannonsville Reservoir, storing additional water supply for New York City. Though it cost Trout anglers many miles of stream the dam created a steady cold-water release on the Delaware. The East Branch is also dammed to create the Pepacton Reservoir however; the releases from this branch are less consistent because the clean water is more highly valued for drinking purposes.

Always use the rubber coated net to protect the fish's protective coating.
Always use the rubber coated net to protect the fish’s protective coating.

Mark and I secured guide Ray Ottulich through The Beaverkill Angler Fly Shop in Roscoe, NY. We met around 11AM at the shop and motored on up the 17 Quickway to a boat put in on the West Branch. This was the first time I floated an eastern river since my trip with dad up to the Andro in Maine a few falls back. I peaked with excitement at the prospect of floating the West Branch for Trout instead of plying the Main Stem for Smallmouth from shore. Fly Fishing from a drift boat is a superior method of fishing as far as I am concerned.

Seeking the Hatch

The Catskills are renowned for their Dry Fly Fishing; this does not mean that deploying the dry fly is the only way to prospect for Trout. This may sound sacrilege however, I remind you the reader; I convinced Mark a spin fishing only man to hang up the ole bait pole and give Fly Fishing a chance. He did, point of the story, sometimes you need to be open minded about fishing. Prime hatches occur on cloudy days or in the morning and evening, this forces us to go down deep with nymphs or fish streamers in rising water when there is no hatch.

First fish on the dry fly and Fly Rod ever!
First fish on the dry fly and Fly Rod ever!

The fishing reports all indicated March Browns and some Blue Wing Olives at dawn or dusk. Setting out a noon is standard procedure in these parts to ensure that you secure the productive water at dusk when the hatches do go off. I started plying the deepwater edges with a streamer to no avail. Then we all switched over to pheasant tail nymphs in the shallow fast water, where the Rainbow Trout stage to eat the Blue Wing Olives nymphs. Mark managed to hook one repeatedly working a stretch of fast water. This period of time did allow us all to hone in our casting for when the actual bugs started coming off of the water.

Sometimes the captain needs to back row to keep you in productive water.
Sometimes the captain needs to back row to keep you in productive water.

Pods of Fish

The sun began to cast long shadows and the noses of Trout touching the top of the water brightened our smiles. Sporadically at first, you could detect feeding Trout by a feint splash or a glint in the water. Tying on the March Brown and an emerger enticed strikes from wary Trout. A few more missed hook ups and we pulled the boat next to a trailer park, boom Mark hooks his first fish on the Dry, a 15-inch Brown Trout! While Mark was busy fighting his Trout I was busy not landing Trout. For some reason I had a major mental block to actually set a dry fly…very frustrating.

Mark's second fish on a Fly Rod, lucky guy!
Mark’s second fish on a Fly Rod, lucky guy!

We continued our leisurely float down the West Branch, picking up speed through some rapids; unfortunately the bug activity was much lighter than expected. This season has been a strange one, very warm in March followed by a snowstorm on opening weekend that has kept the water very cool and delayed the season. As our boat rounded the Hancock 191 Bridge we again were treated to intermittent rises. Again Mark hooks a 17-inch Brown Trout on the dry fly! Lets talk about beginner’s luck…

Famous Pools

The Beaverkill along with the Willowemoc are two of the only undammed major Catskill streams. All of the other’s have had some sort of influence by man, negative (the Esopus) or positive (the West Branch tail water). The Beaverkill northeast of Roscoe to its source is a pristine valley, is less populated and less industrialized than it was one hundred years ago. The public water is limited, sometimes forcing you to wait your turn, however even on a busy fishing weekend in prime season, glorious lonesome water was found.

A Wild Brown Trout from the Beaverkill River.
A Wild Brown Trout from the Beaverkill River.

Saturday was a cloudy day with a bit of humidity and intermittent sprinkles. Perfect weather for a Blue Wing Olive hatch and we were treated to one. Arriving at a secluded though popular pool in the upper Beaverkil we were treated to an empty parking area. I quickly tied on some Blue Wing Olives I had purchases twenty minutes before and the fish were keyed on. Again, I had a lot of action but they fish kept getting a clean release.

Things to Do

Combined the towns of Roscoe and Rockland have plenty of entertainment for anglers when they are not on the river. Rockland has three great establishments we stopped in the Trout Town Brewery, the Rockland House and the Courtyard Tavern. Roscoe has a the popular diner aptly named the Roscoe Diner along with a bistro and a Pizza place. There are five fishing outfitters (fly or spin) in this town and some nice cabins for rent throughout. We are looking forward to the next summer adventure up this way, which will likely be a camping trip.

The Trout Town Brewery in all of her glory.
The Trout Town Brewery in all of her glory.

 

Freeborn Men

The northern woods are abuzz with the sights and sounds of fall. Bow hunters have taken to their tree stands, Trout are recovering from the long summer and the evening winds are brisk and cool.  Autumn is a welcome relief from hazy, hot and humid summer evenings. I believe in taking full advantage of every weekend opportunity to either get out on the motorcycle or Fly Fishing. It is also a fine opportunity to get in an extra camping trip or two.

The Hawk's Nest NYS Route 97
The Hawk’s Nest NYS Route 97

The Open Road

The East Coast Gypsy Run is a non-traditional motorcycle rally that starts down in Brooklyn with a Thursday night party, before heading up through scenic Ulster and Sullivan Counties in upstate New York. This year the ride set out on Friday the 13th, unfortunately we were unable to make it. On Thursday evening a ferocious storm blew through the county, leaving a path of downed trees and power outages through the Township.

The D&H Canal Roebling Aqueduct.
The D&H Canal Roebling Aqueduct.

Brandon and I decided to follow the run up through Route 52 in Sullivan County and into Ulster County on Route 55. We made some modifications to the route including a cruise through Walpack Center and the Delaware Water Gap along with Hawk’s Nest and a stop at the Roebling Aqueduct.

Sullivan County's Stone Arch Bridge, a murder was committed on this bridge.
Sullivan County’s Stone Arch Bridge, a murder was committed on this bridge.

In the Wild Forest designated areas within the Catskill Park there are remote roadside sites to camp at. This recreates the true freeborn man effect for a weekend warrior such as Brandon and myself. Cruiser bikes are a fine form of transportation; the saddlebags offer a place to store some of your gear and the seats are comfortable.

Road Star peeking out from behind the trees.
Road Star peeking out from behind the trees.

En route, we found the Blue Hill Café located in the sparsely inhabited mountain town of Claryville, New York. The café has a nicely renovated interior, they are a restaurant, bar, deli and small grocery. When we stopped in we met Irena, the owner and her bus girl Tishana. I had a delicious seafood feast washed down with a few Russian beers.

Russian Beers at the Blue Hill Cafe
Russian Beers at the Blue Hill Cafe

Brandon building a fire after the chilly night.
Brandon building a fire after the chilly night.

Wurtsboro, NY

As a boy, the family had a farm in Wurtsboro, NY on McDonald Road. It was a great place and one of the reasons I enjoy the outdoors. We no longer own the farm; we sold it a few years back. Wurtsboro remains one of my preferred destinations for a motorcycle ride; the Shawangunk Range running parallel with RT 209 town makes it beautiful country.

Cessna Bird Dog at the Wurtsboro Airport Hangar
Cessna Bird Dog at the Wurtsboro Airport Hangar

There are two stops that a rider should make when hammering down through Wurtsboro; the first is the Wurtsboro Airport. The airport is the oldest operating glider port in the USA, it was owned by the Barone Family since the 1940’s. The site of the airport was a large family homestead and the final resting place of the first non-Indian settler in Mamakating Township. Filled with storied history, the airport is under new ownership, the grounds are home to two Cessna Bird Dogs, gliders and several other historically significant airplanes.

Private aviation boomed after World War II, thousands of Americans were trained in the operation of the war birds; these pilots are the individuals who made America the great nation that it is. Recently aviation has fallen on difficult times, the Greatest Generation has retired, the housing boom destroyed airports to make way for subdivisions and the collapse of the housing boom wiped out trillions of dollars in retirement savings. Hopefully soon we will see a return to the pre-recession economy.

Danny's Motorcycle Parking
Danny’s Motorcycle Parking

Danny’s is my other recommended stop in Wurtsboro; popular with bikers, sportsmen and any red blooded American this is a fine roadhouse. America’s watering holes disappear all the time as our nation becomes successively more urbanized and suburban growth destroys each place’s unique heritage. Pretty much, this is the opposite of your average boring suburb’s Applebee’s, the building dates to the 1800s when the primary means of transportation through town was a canal. Over the years the establishment has been upgraded but you can still rest your kick stand less dirt bike against the pillar here and tie one on… now that’s America!

The Road Star all loaded up.
The Road Star all loaded up.

Next Weekend

That about wraps up the open road adventure, our time living as freeborn men. Like any weekend warrior, Monday is a fine opportunity to focus on numbers work and nurse the injuries of the adventure. It is a jam-packed fall and next weekend we will be at the Orvis Game Fair and Country Sporting Weekend along with Fly Fishing adventures in the Hudson Valley.

The Roundout Reservoir, New York City's thirst for water buried many Catskill towns.
The Roundout Reservoir, New York City’s thirst for water buried many Catskill towns.