My favorite fishing rod was lost to weeds while trolling a shad rap yesterday afternoon.
A Berkley Lightning rod and Abu Garcia Cardinal reel with which I've caught muskies, walleyes, smallmouth bass, largemouth bass, pike, brown trout, rainbow trout, yellow perch, bluegills, pumpkinseeds, rock bass and perhaps a few more species of fish.
Not the greatest spinning rod/reel, but the only one that I have sentimental attachment to.
The reel that preceded the lost one also caught many fish and now rests in a glass topped box which contains such "treasures" as my first pocket knife, my grandpa's pocket knife, my first fishing hat (which I wore to my first day of kindergarten and last day of high school), my first wallet, the tag for my first buck, and a few other things.
I had planned on preserving that rod and reel in perhaps a shadow box to commemorate all of the fish it has caught.
I'm now sad, it seemed to always feel like a part of my right arm, and went wherever I went fishing. My biggest walleye (31") probably came on that rod, and the dozen bass that were caught on my beaver lake Rapala (as opposed to the 10 caught on a combined four other rods) recently came on that rod. And my first stream trout. And too many smallmouth bass to count.
A sad day. All other rods are just things.
Not quite, but nearly, the smallest trout caught on my rod: