From “the Suite”
“Now I knew. I knew “production rod” was a mild insult in the world of bamboo rods. It was like owning a Ford or Chevrolet in the company of people who drove Jaguars.”
-Frank Soos, Bamboo Fly Rod Suite
Ford or Chevrolet don’t mean very much today, but having a bamboo rod that you feel like fishing is something worthwhile. We hope you take the opportunity to just try bamboo. It’s something you just shouldn’t miss out on.
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"I’ve enjoyed the rod very much."
I am fortunate to own one of your rods I have been a fly fisherman for 45 years and have lots of rods some they tell me are very expensive but I have to tell you I enjoy your rod more than any of the others including the grangers and and Paynes.I willl be ordering several more for my son and son-in-law Jeff
After an unwilling visit to an intensive care unit, i vowed to purchase a bamboo flyrod. My Santiam from Headwaters is a joy to cast, to fish. My soft hackles and my flyrod are avoiding hospitals these days.
Gerald Herrin
I vowed that “when money’s no object” I would own a bamboo rod. But life, kids, college bills for the kids, all got in the way. So on I dreamed and read the words of others extolling the virtues of bamboo. Then came a letter from Headwaters offering a Santiam that was near to what could be found with frugalty, and yet I still hesitated. Nights pouring over the letter and flyer and a few deep sighs, but the dream went unanswered as more of life caught up with us. But the sainted woman I married, who gave me the children that men dream of, quietly answered the letter and on Christmas day, there the rod sat under the tree as a reminder of how much she loves me. Four months of winter to wait, anticipating. Yesterday on the first cast a bright little fish rose to sip the fly that I tied in December and the wood came alive in my hand. Alive with fish, alive unto it self in a way that reaches back through my hands into my soul and I’m in love all over again. With the rod, with the fish and the time spent on the water, and with the woman who made it possible. Thank you.