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Always nice to hear the scream of an old salmon Perfect fly reel’s check, the sound of my late teens to mid-late thirties when we Brits still had plenty of salmon in even our lesser-known, non “Classic”, second string rivers and didn’t have to bankcrupt ourselves to get a rod on the Tweed, Spey or very well heeled dead Gentleman’s shoes-only Helmsdale, or fly the world and spend the Annual Gross Naional Product of a small African country to fish for the last runs as we have to now (but not me , over the past 25 years, as all that feelgood frequent flyer stuff, I felt, in the late 1990s, was a major reason for the Atlantic salmon’s and other migratory salmonids’ long slow goodbye then sudden crash going in the first place). I still have a few bits and bobs of old, formerly much-used of Hardy gear about the place – a few fine old Alnwich factory-made reels and a couple of the firm’s better early-ish graphites each with s few thousand trout and grayling to their name – I’ll stick my head into a cupboard here and wish them a Happy 150th now.
Always nice to hear the scream of an old salmon Perfect fly reel’s check, the sound of my late teens to mid-late thirties when we Brits still had plenty of salmon in even our lesser-known, non “Classic”, second string rivers and didn’t have to bankcrupt ourselves to get a rod on the Tweed, Spey or very well heeled dead Gentleman’s shoes-only Helmsdale, or fly the world and spend the Annual Gross Naional Product of a small African country to fish for the last runs as we have to now (but not me , over the past 25 years, as all that feelgood frequent flyer stuff, I felt, in the late 1990s, was a major reason for the Atlantic salmon’s and other migratory salmonids’ long slow goodbye then sudden crash going in the first place). I still have a few bits and bobs of old, formerly much-used of Hardy gear about the place – a few fine old Alnwich factory-made reels and a couple of the firm’s better early-ish graphites each with s few thousand trout and grayling to their name – I’ll stick my head into a cupboard here and wish them a Happy 150th now.