Big Woods Memories

Originally posted by Agrontrutta - May 2009

Ummm, sorry, I forgot.

Seriously, some of the reports about the raucousness at the Big Woods Summits are a bit overplayed and some are just pure fiction (mostly). Like, for example, the Chief did not set fire to his pickup (just the camp stove, which was on the pickup, which now that I think of it could have set the truck on fire, but it didn’t so let’s move on). And the rumor of the big rumble at the Old Tannery Inn between Midger, Flyrodder, and the local woods folk over their shuffle board abilities is just that, a rumor, or so I’m told. No, the Big Woods Summit is mostly a congenial gathering of like-minded souls who want to get in touch with their inner fisher-child, commune with the earth, breath the crisp air, be baptized in the piscatorial waters flowing through Penn’s woods, and gaze at the dazzling palette of stars in the evening. In others words, it’s just cosmic.

This is what the Big Woods Summit is about, the glorious splendor of woods, waters, and fish--

And the remarkable beauty of all creatures great and small.

Now, sometimes the boys get rambunctious and fix up some special spirits but its just for sippin while the grub cooks over the fire.

And speaking of grub, its mostly simple fare--the kind that any Valencian or Catalonian peasant might throw together for his friends.



So, if you desire a tonic that refreshes the body and spirit, if you seek the tranquility that quiets the mind, if you are searching for the answers to life’s most persistent questions, then stay the hell away from Rossiter Lodge during Big Woods Summit, because we means to fish, eat, drink, and have a good time!

"The road goes on forever and the party never ends!"

2011 Baetis Summit

The 2010 Baetis Summit was a great success.  Fishing, fellowship and food.  The Chief had to endure a TU State Council Youth Committee Meeting during the opening hours. Midger was already catching fish at the Sycamore Run.  After the meeting, the Chief and Midger joined forces and sight fished for bluegills.  Bowhunter introduced a cocktail that will rival Yucca as a deadly sin.  A combination of apple cider, apple juice and grain alcohol.  Tastes like apple pie.  Elliott was scarfing down Oreo's and casting like a pro.  After hammerin the dumb trout, GregG polished off several of the Fair Maiden's Golbaki.  The Goose repented during Lent and joined the troop on this snowless day.  GlenG served an incredible clam chowder that would compete with any chowder served in NE.  JonK loves fly fishing and beer.  Midger was presented with the Prestigious Chief's Award for bagging the Triple Trophy in 2010.  Yes, we caught fish. None were measured.

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How I Want to Die

The following obituary of Stanley Bogdan, fly reel craftsman, appeared in the New York Times:

Stanley Bogdan, Maker of Much-Coveted Fly Reels, Is Dead at 92
By MITCH KELLER
Published: April 2, 2011
Stanley Bogdan, a maker of fly fishing reels so coveted that anglers were willing to spend years on a waiting list to buy them and then to pay far more than they would have for reels of only ordinary excellence, died March 27 in Nashua, N.H. He was 92 and a lifetime Nashua resident.

His death was confirmed by his son, Stephen.
In fly fishing, in particular fly fishing for the mighty Atlantic salmon, owning a Bogdan reel signals high seriousness about the sport and, not infrequently, a fair amount of disposable income. Many expert anglers consider it the finest reel ever made, a synthesis of incomparable engineering and aesthetic elegance.
Yet many fly fishermen, unless they have spent time on the classic salmon rivers in places like Quebec and the Maritimes, may have actually seen precious few Bogdans, let alone dared to dream of owning one. In a sport that is already expensive, they are content to pair their fly rods with any number of fine reels that will provide many years of service for a few hundred dollars.
A new Bogdan, on the other hand, ranges in price from about $1,500 for the smallest trout reel to about $2,400 for the biggest salmon reel. Hand-tooled by Stanley and Stephen Bogdan in their shops in New Hampshire — originally in Nashua and then in New Ipswich — Bogdan reels could not be rushed. Only 100 or so have been produced a year, and it has not been unusual for buyers to have to wait three or four years for delivery.
“Almost from day one, there has been The Waiting List, a sort of secular purgatory on the way to achieving tackle bliss,” Graydon R. Hilyard wrote in his biography “Bogdan” (Frank Amato, 2006). “How long must you dwell therein, who can tell? As the dreaded list has never actually been seen, your position on it can never be determined.”
Its salmon reels are what S. E. Bogdan Custom Built, the company’s official name, is best known for. What sets them apart and makes them so expensive is their innovative system for controlling “drag,” the adjustable resistance by which a properly handled reel tires and ultimately controls a powerful game fish.
Stanley Bogdan invented a braking system for his reels that allowed for drag of extraordinary smoothness and strength, greatly decreasing the chance that the fish of a lifetime would be able to strain and break an angler’s line. A Bogdan may not help you hook more fish, but it will help you land more of the fish you hook — and much more stylishly.
Stanley Edward Bogdan, one of four children of Polish immigrants, was born on Dec. 16, 1918, in Nashua. Like his father, a machinist, he had good mechanical aptitude, and after finishing high school he went to work at the Rollins Engine Company in Nashua, a manufacturer of steam engines. From an early age he had a deep interest in fishing, hunting and the outdoors. His entry in his high school yearbook was prescient, noting that the young man “could work miracles with fishing tackle.”
For years Mr. Bogdan made what reels he could on the side while working as a machinist and raising a family. His big break came in 1955 when he entered into a deal to provide reels to the original Abercrombie & Fitch, that era’s big retailer of high-end sporting goods. A few years later he struck a deal with Orvis, and gradually word spread that there was no fly fishing reel quite like the one being made by the friendly, smiling, occasionally contrary Yankee in Nashua, N.H.
Mr. Bogdan’s wife, Phyllis, died in 1995. In addition to his son, Stephen, of New Ipswich, he is survived by a daughter, Cheryl Doughty, of Palm Bay, Fla.
Stephen Bogdan, 61, started working with his father in 1973 and became the company’s sole owner in 1996.
A passionate and accomplished angler in his own right, Stanley Bogdan was devoted to the Atlantic salmon and pursued it on the sport’s best rivers. “He was a very, very good salmon angler,” said Bill Taylor, the president of the Atlantic Salmon Federation.
Last September, Stanley Bogdan, at 91, caught a 32-pound salmon on the Grand Cascapedia River in Quebec. “I believe that was his last fish,” Stephen Bogdan said


Agrontrutta comment:
Thats how I want to go: hooking a 32-lb Atlantic salmon at age 91. Carry on!