I bought the 3 reel set of Hardy Perfects for my dentist friend for $35 a piece!...and I didn't get any!
Ouch! We both know what they say about hindsight, eh!?
May years ago I lost a Hardy Flyweight...An old friend showed up out of the blue and we went fishing. My reel had a double tapered 3wt line on it...We had fished a stretch of river we had fished together when I had first started to fish the Au Sable. We had spotted the cars and when my friend drove me back to my car he said if we hurried up and raced in to town we could grab a pizza and maybe get back to the room in time to catch the third period of the hockey game.
There were a couple guys actually at the parking area rigging up to head out fishing when I pulled away...I thought I heard a weird sound and didn't think too much of it until the next morning when I opened the back of the truck to see what condition I'd left my leader in and the Hardy case was sitting in there open and no reel! I retraced my tracks but no luck...I think I forgot it up on the roof of the car and it feel off and someone else found it...
I replaced the reel but the newer one just doesn't quite seem the same...This was far enough back that they were still making them in England but somehow it feels like it was made of different stock or something...It may be just me but who knows...After you have fished with a reel a couple decades or so you get to know its feel and somehow the newer one feels different. Maybe it's like an old girlfriend or something...The one you let get away.
I also have a LRH Lightweight that was my first Hardy and it was a limited edition where it was "bronzed"...Instead of the traditional gray & silver it is brown with gold lettering...I love that reel and I don't really know how to explain why though that click "drag" (if you can call it a drag) sounds wonderful.
I have an Abel .5 with replacement spools and an old Marryat 8.5 and I would say that I use the Hardy 95% of the time...I would admit that the Abel was perfection except that it is silent when a good fish is running and how and the hell can you show off to the guys up- or down-stream from you when it makes no noise?!
A quick story re: The Sweet Sound of a Hardy...My fishing buddy, mentioned above, is an old curmudgeon, you either love the man or you don't...There is no in between. He would hear my Hardy squalking and he would yell at me, "Damn it Spence! Quit showing off! Reel that damn fish in before you kill it!" He was my mentor and I usually followed him downstream until he got tired of hearing me shouting out his name after my Hardy had been screaming and he would turn around and I'd hold up a nice fish and with a big smile on my face I'd yell, "You forgot one, man!" He actually quit turning around...I'd just see his back heading downstream and a slight back-and-forth motion of his head and I imagined I was getting cursed out under his breath.
We have a long time mutual friend that has guided on the Au Sable for decades and he and I float together one day during my week up in May for may years now. One of our favorite pass-times is maying fun of our old friend...There is this nice bend in the river that turns in to a nice hip deep run and when it is on you think spring creek out west. I was telling my guide friend a nice story about another time I had hiked up to this spot and had a field day there.
My friend had stopped the Au Sable river boat because another boat had stopped just down a ways from us and he wanted to wait until they had pulled away. We were at the top of the bend. I saw a rise and cast to it and hooked a hefty fish...The Hardy started to really squalk and as I was playing the fish I was telling him how our mutual friend would yell at me for over-playing a fish because of the noise the reel made...
My friend in the back of the boat was looking downstream and by now the guide in that other boat and his two clients were looking upstream watching me play this fish. I could hear my buddy in the back of the boat whispering to me, "Spence...Take your time there...Let him make another run..." ;)
The next morning when I was hanging with the guides near where their boats are stored the young guide that was in that other boat wanted to know how big my fish was..."Oh...He was ok." ;) Probably, when I wasn't around, that fish grew and my guide friend probaby explained how he had put me over that fish. :)
Love that Hardy sound!
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