Lamiglas “Old School” GSB blanks- Part II video- Casting and Load

Grab a chair this morning and a cup of coffee as Lou and I are chatting about reintroduction of “Old School” GSB blanks and casting the so you can can see load and recover vs the old models. I was very surprised with certain things as was Lou


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Lamiglas “Old School” GSB blanks-new video

I got to spend Sunday morning with Surfcaster’s Journal Magazine Rod Guru Lou Caruso shooting breeze about “ new” Lamiglas “Old School” GSB blanks that will be available in stores soon. Could I try to explain what an “old school” new blank is? Sure, but nowhere nearly as good as Lou can

We actually going to break this into a two parts since the first part alone is over 10 minutes

In second part Lou and I will be clowning around and doing some test casting, hanging weights of the rod tips and just talking about all the stuff that made GSB what it was. Give me few days to put that video together
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Surf Fishing Tip Of The Week # 5 Tuning Metal Lip Swimmers

After rolling in bunch of new videos last few weeks, we’ll continue with Tip of the Week

Surf Fishing Tip Of The Week # 5 Tuning Metal Lip Swimmers

One note, looks like YouTube changed their API and our videos do not work in the magazine temporarily. Tommy is on it, I believe they figured out why and how to fix it but its going to take a little time to fix it

We appreciate your patience

Penn Slammer III- The Water Test Video

It does not matter how many times I tell you that Penn Slammer III is not designed to be cranked under water. Or  that neither we or PENN Reels encourages you to do so. We know that is designed to be splash proof and that it can be occasionally dunked, we just took a step further in testing ……just in case

explanation below the video

I’ll be first to admit there are times that you need to wade out to a offshore bar, there are times you need to “push out” on outgoing tide in Montauk, there are times you need to crank the reel under water when you get knocked off the rock before you lose your plugs in the kelp. There are even times in the Sound or calmer bodies of water where you have to wade out on a sandbar and use your reel under water. Part of the reason why Van Staal, ZeeBaaS and Penn Torque are so prevalent in these conditions, Van Staal in particular. I think you’ll be surprised with a Slammer III but I still think, just like every rod has a specific application, so do different reels 

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Hunting Large in the August Montauk Surf- by Bill Wetzel

Hunting Large in the August Montauk Surf

By Bill Wetzel


   I have caught more 30 and 40 plus stripers in August than any other month.   Before booking someone on an August trophy trip I ask them a few questions. Are you in good shape? Can you walk several miles over rocks? Are you able to stand on a rock in the Atlantic Oceans surf with 4’-9’ waves coming at you, and a 30 knot wind in your face, while making a good cast through the wind and maintaining contact with your plug?  If their answer is yes, then I have a good indicator that they have experience and are ready for an August trophy trip in Montauk. Granted, we probably will not get those conditions, but if we do, we have to fish them. 


     Mark had booked me five times in August 2007 hoping to get that one elusive cow. Three out of five trips he had a giant on and on one trip he finally landed one of the elusive ladies.  The following is directly from my log. Before moving on I want you to know that I have made all efforts to release every fish my charters and I have caught for the past several years. I highly encourage and support catch and release in today’s fishery.august07 004

Report Date: MECCA 8/21

Fishing Report:
Mark D. took me up on my suggestion that the fishing was going to be good. I think he was glad he did! 5:45-9pm, NE winds about 30 knots, rainy, with waves 5-7’ on the south side. When we get conditions like this I get a little loony tunes, the cheese begins to fall off the cracker, and who knows what my charters are in for—who cares as long as its fish!! We hit the town beaches first to find no fish, then we got deeeeeeeeeeeep on the south side at a very productive big water spot. The first area we hit was all munged up, the second area was a little mungy but fishable. We were into fish almost immediately on 1.5 oz white and lime bucktails with red rind. With waves battering are torso and knocking us from our perches we battled fish after fish. Hell, we lost count! Most of them legal or above, with a few shorts mixed in. At one point I was bringing in a low teen striper, as a wave broke through my body, picking me off my rock and dumping my beaten corpse into the teeth of the white water. As I was dealing regaining my senses and the fish, I saw Mark nearly get yanked off his perch from the strike of a tremendous striper. Mark yelled over the roar that he had a “very nice fish on”. I finally managed to get my fish off the bucktail, and hop back onto my perch. At that point Marks rod was bent in half and his drag was screaming. I know how tight Marks drag was, as whenever I am fishing single hooks in MECCA the drag is extremely tight. There is no doubt in my mind that this was a mid 40+ fish. As Marks eyes were bugging out of his head he saw her tremendous tail. Soon after that she must have turned her head a little and caught the power pro on a rock. This was a fish that I will personally never forget, as I do not forget any of the true cows that have been lost. I remember Mark asking if there was anything he did wrong. “ There is nothing you could have done” I responded. If nothing else we as fishermen should be happy to have a true monster like that on, and lost her knowing that it was not the angler or the anglers equipment that was at fault. During our dark walk back to the buggy, I tripped over a rock and fell on several others, banging the hell out of my elbow and hands. From this I got the feeling of nausea and weakness as if something had been broken. Thank God nothing was broken, just banged up pretty good. I mention this because somehow it made me feel a little older. Ya always learn something in the suds, if not about fish, about yourself.


Fishing Report:
North winds 10 knots, partly cloudy, south side sets3-4’, clean water. I took out Mark D for his last August trip from 1030pm-430am. Mark has booked me five times (this time being the fifth) for the month of August in the hunt for a trophy. Two of those times he has dropped absolute cows. Before the trip, Mark let me know that he prayed that if he got another chance at a slob that he would not drop her. To help insure this he beefed up his Power Pro from 50 pound test to 65. We initially made our way to the North side where I thought there might be some resident class fish holding. By 12:30 am Marks eel had not been touched, and I only had a few fish dropped on 7” bombers. I remember telling Mark that we could go places on the North side that we would have all the small migraters that we wanted, but I doubted if the bigger fish would be competing with them. This trip was not for schoolies so of we went to fish the white clean water on the south side. While walking to our south side destination Mark asked “ Do you still have confidence in the possibility of a cow”? “Clean water, with white rollers, a great night for eeling—Oh yeah”, was my response. We waded out though the rocky surf, and I impaled a snake with a mustad 8/0 tuna hook, then directed Mark to a perch that would put him into a great water column. Being the guide, I put myself in a crap water column-at least compared to the one Mark was about to fish. During the fist 45 minutes or so I got a few bumps, but no takers. Then it happened. I hear Mark scream” This is a nice fish”, as his body reared back, drag slowly peeled, and his rod curled with the strain of what was no doubt a slob. Mark sounded like a great one liner repeating on a broken record, “Bill, this is a big fish”, over and over again. I screamed, “ don’t loose this one. Last chance”, as I coached Mark to get the slob away from the uprooted rocks. Mark played the fish beautifully. When she got close to Marks rocky perch I hoped down of my perch with rod in hand and waited for Mark to bring the slob in for a landing. When I finally saw her head I knew she was over 30. When I grabbed her gill, I knew she was over 35. Mark set the 8/0 tuna hook perfectly in the lower lip. After removing the hook I dragged her to shore. It wasn’t until then that I got a good feel for her and weight and look at her girth. “ My God, I thought-50??” 47 lbs on the boga, later weighed in at Tight Lines B&T. We began taking pictures, but in my cowed up haze I suddenly realized that we were wasting precious time, and needed to get back out on our perches. About 20 minutes later Mark slammed another 25 lb striper. Awhile later I had on another very nice cow. I would say low –mid 30’s, but I will never know because she wrapped me around a rock and snapped my power pro. I then banged a 22lb fish, and a couple low to mid teen fish. All on eels. Was August worth the work? You bet ya! Congratulations Mark!! You deserve it.”august07 012

My Observations

    Hopefully those trips will give you a little insight as to what it takes to target stripers in the August Montauk surf. You may be asking yourself, why August? I’ll give you my theory on targeting these fish. It is pretty much exclusively my thinking, and to me it is not theory it is fact. It’s purely based on subject/objective logs, and overall experience from the last 35 years of fishing the Montauk suds. In early July you will find hordes of juvenile spearing hugging the shorelines of the back bays of Long Island. You will also noticed an influx of large stripers entering the rips of Montauk chasing the plethora of bait the rips hold this time of year. These fish will usually hold in the Montauk area until the first major nor’easter or the first moon of September, whichever comes first. Around the first moon of August sometimes on the moon, the now adult spearing will come out of the bays and enter the Montauk surf. On their heels will hopefully be snappers. The snappers now become the primary bait that the resident large stripers will hopefully come into the Montauk surf to munch on. I use the word “hopefully” because there are several factors that can keep them away from the surf, such as too much bait in the outside rips, a consistent big heave, a big nor’easter, the list goes on and on. I am going to fish anyway, but I know my chances are lessoned if any of these situations take place.

Finding your way

    To target these fish I recommend doing your homework. There was a time that I would walk the entire south side in the day with a snapper rig, just to find out where the snappers were. Then I would do the same via beach buggy on the north side. By night I would then hunt the area that I had found snappers.  I just do not have the time for this type of dedications any longer. The next best thing is to shine you light in the water as you enter the surf. Look for spearing. If you find loads of spearing chances are you will find the snappers. “Oh the horror, shine your light”? Trust me if you are in the area you need to fish, the only one that will see your lights are the aliens. Also you aint spooking fish when you have to walk another 75 yards out in the surf from where you shinned your light. So now you found the bait, but what tide should you fish? There is really no answer to this. Each spot in Montauk has its own unique tweaks, and a spot may only be ten feet wide. There are literally hundreds of best tides to fish. I will tell you this, do not look for the same tides of the fall to produce in August for the spot you select. August is a complete game changer, which is why I may stick to one spot for many many hours.


    I primarily throw live eels in August. However plugs that have a snapper profile can be fantastic and at times will out fish live eels. Perhaps my personal best came on a 7” black with gold tint Long A Bomber. I never weighed her, and she was released so I will never really know, but damn that was a big fish. I like to scout out an area with a Super Strike needle fish, as it is a faster moving plug, skinny profile, and I can cover a lot of water with it. If I am getting hits or fish on it I know that there is fish and bait in the area. I then will probably switch a larger profile plug like a darter or metal lip, depending on conditions. If you plan on slinging eels get a local shop that will let you select your own. Don’t go there with shoe strings. I like them about 16-20” and thick. If you can get your hands on local eels they will always be better and hardier.

When to move

    When to move is a tough decision. Like I said I do not like to move around much. If I find the bait I will stick it out. During early to mid-August if I find small schoolies I will stay with them, as I have found that large resident fish will mix with these resident schoolies. Not positive as to why, but my guess is they both are on the same August baits and not as aggressive as the migrating schoolies. By the end of the month migrating schoolies will enter the surf. You will know that you are into a school of migrating schoolies, because they will hit harder, be more aggressive, more numerous, sometimes will be lighter in color, and have sea lice. They will come at the first sign of white bait aka bay anchovies. If I get into these migrators, and I am targeting big fish, I will move immediately.

    The bottom line is you will need to work your butt off, hunt a night, and be prepared for many skunks to hopefully take one or two very large fish. Sometimes more! 

editor’s note

NY Surf Fishing Guide Bill Wetzel

Every time Bill goes out fishing either with a customer, on his own and even with his kids, he posts a report the next day on his website. That alone is worth price of subscription, never mind the spirited discussion on forum open only to subscribers and Bill dispensing his wisdom along the way

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PS…Bill’s log book post is from 2007


THE CHESAPEAKE CHRONICLES – Part 3 by Rich Troxler aka RichTrox


by Rich Troxler aka RichTrox

Well it’s been awhile since I updated this running narrative on my new area, Chesapeake, VA, but I have a few minutes now so let me get at it. Most of this edition will focus on how different a fish the striped bass is down here, from the fish I know and love from up north. After 40 years of fishing for striped bass up north, I’ve developed certain mindsets about this fish. When I lie in bed at night thinking about fishing for striped bass, the images I see in my mind’s eye come from the thousands of nights spent jacking fish from the bridge tops, slinging eels off back bay points, or at channel drops, bucktailing inlets, or launching chunks of fresh bunker or one of my small selection of go-to plugs into the surf of Long Island’s south shore.

None of that prepared me for how different a fish the striped bass is down here. Up north, the striped bass is the primary glamor species, the top dog, the object of desire by most all who fish the surf. But not so down here. While northern Virginia and what’s known as the “eastern shore” has a somewhat more focused fishery from the surf for striped bass, once you cross the 17 miles of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge Tunnel (CBBT), that all but disappears.P1010002

Yes, the boat guys have their short run of big fish in the fall, along the lights of the CBBT or floating eels under big bobbers on the flats at the mouth of the bay, but those fish don’t stay long before moving off to the coast of North Carolina. But even that hasn’t been great since I’ve moved here. There are also some boats that pursue them up the Potomac when they come in to breed, but that pretty much sums up the focused fishery for large striped bass. In my neck of the woods, there is little effort from the beach and not a whole lot of expectation on landing anything approaching a 30 or better. For now, catching big striped bass from the surf is something that exists only in my memory.

So while up north the striped bass is held in high esteem, down here it’s just another fish and in some instances, even considered a nuisance fish. During the colder months of the year, there is a very concerted fishery up in the James River, and several other rivers, for big Blue Catfish. These fish can crack 100 lbs and are highly sought after as a game fish. Blue Catfish like to hang around channels drops and in deep holes, not unlike the striped bass, and there are large striped bass that do winter over in these same rivers. The catfish anglers have been known to be highly annoyed when a 30 lb bass eats their nice fresh chunk of gizzard shad meant for a blue cat. Imagine being pissed at catching a 30 lb striper!

While you don’t catch a lot of large striped bass down here, or to be more accurate, the time to catch them is very short, there are fairly long seasons for catching big bull reds (to 50+ inches) and even bigger cobia (60 lbs), two of the glamor species down here. And if it’s size you want, there are plenty of black drum over 80 lbs, but that’s more of a boat gig. The prime surf season for reds is in the fall, around October, but they are in the Chesapeake Bay all summer and can show up anywhere at any time, and cobia are being caught at the time of this writing, from both boat and dock. There are also many other species available down here, but that’s another story for another time, so let’s get back to the striped bass.

So while I’ve thus far painted a somewhat bleak picture regarding the striped bass fishery down here, it really speaks to how different my expectations were when I moved down here, when measured against the reality of their life-cycle and the role they play in the ecosystem of this area. They are an amazing and resilient fish.

Actually, striped bass are quite ubiquitous down here, it’s just that they exist in a completely different paradigm than what I am used to, given my 40 years on Long Island. Most anybody who has fished for them know that striped bass are anadromous, meaning they are born in fresh water but live most of their adult life in the briny. In many, many places they have been stocked into lakes where they live their entire lives, so they basically can live in any water. And so it is down in these parts, as there is no shortage of rivers, back bays, lakes with river connections, canals, fresh water, brackish water and good old salt water. And they all hold bass at one time or another, and very odd times at that.

I’ve done a little research during my time here and the one thing that jumped out at me is that the striped bass down here spend their first 4 or so years in the brackish waters they were born in. Sometime in their 5th year or so they start to venture out to the salt water and begin their adult life. And even as early adults, they will wander in and out between fresh and salt water. So as always, striped bass are where you find them.lp

From the time I moved here 2 ½ years ago up until now, I’ve tended to look for striped bass in areas that are familiar to me. There’s Lynnhaven inlet, which has a bridge over it’s expanse, Broad channel which empties into said inlet, Little Creek Inlet, Rudee Inlet, and several others. The common denominator with all of these places is salt water, fast and deep, with structure of some kind, basically conditions I recognize and associate with the striped bass as I knew it.

And I’ve caught plenty of fish in these places, just nothing to write home about in terms of size. You catch a 30” or 32” and everybody down here gets really excited, and they really lose their minds when you casually toss it back lol. So in terms of catching fish, my transferrable skills from up north have served me well enough down here, and in some cases have allowed me to excel when others have not fared so well.

In addition to all I’ve had to learn, and continue to learn down here, it’s been really interesting observing the differences in fishing culture, where catching striped bass are concerned, and there are some really bizarre differences. As we all do in our own lives, people get stuck on ways to do things, and it’s no different with fishing. I came down here with my own expectations on how I would catch striped bass and the people down here have theirs, and we can both benefit from each other’s viewpoint. And sometimes it makes for a good laugh.

Case in point, the happy clam. Nobody, and I mean NOBODY fishes clam for striped bass down here. They’ve never heard of such a thing! To expand my fishing range I purchased a kayak two seasons ago. This allows me to drift the bridge pilings at Lynnhaven inlet, as well as the inlet proper. So last fall I decide to drift some salted surf clams from a simple 3-way rig with a circle hook. It’s stupid easy fishing.

You paddle uptide of the bridge, lob the clam rig out in front of the yak, hit bottom, lock the reel and stick the rod in the holder. I don’t know how others do it, but I drift backwards with the paddle in my hands and maneuver the kayak so I drift with the current close to the pilings. When I pop out the other side I drift a little further down the channel before reeling in and paddling back up to drift another set of pilings. Because it’s a circle hook, the fish hook themselves.

On my way to the inlet I stopped at Ocean’s East II to pick up some clam. Ocean’s East II is a really large B&T, I mean they have EVERYTHING, including a lot of local knowledge and very helpful (most times) employees. I asked the young man behind the counter if they have any fresh salted clam and he looked at me like I’m from Mars.

“Salted clam?’

“Geez mister, I don’t think we carry it. We got frozen clam though, over there, in the freezer.”

I went to the freezer he pointed to and pulled out two packs of frozen clam and headed back to the counter to check out. Just for shits and giggles, I asked if these had been salted before freezing and again, I got the deer in the headlights, what do I tell the man from Mars look lol.

“No sir, I don’t believe they have been.”

So I figured I’d throw this poor guy a bone and explained to him that salting clam with kosher salt toughens the meat and makes the clam stay on the hook better. He said he had never heard about anybody doing that before, thanked me sincerely for the information, and seeing as we were getting all chummy and whatnot he popped the $64.00 question.

“So whad’re you gonna fish for?”

“Striped bass” I replied while stuffing my change in my wallet.

“Striped bass! You won’t catch no striped bass with clam, that’s for croaker and spot, you want to get some shedder crab if you’re gonna be fishing for rockfish.”

Again, the man from Mars look was back and it was all I could do to keep from laughing. I assured him that I would have little problem catching rockfish with clam, that they actually loved the **** things, but that I would try shedder crab one day. This time I thanked him for his information and bid him good day.

I finally get down to the launch on Crab Creek and from the number of vehicles parked there, I could see it was going to be a busy day, especially for a weekday. I immediately soaked the frozen clam to get it thawed while I readied my kayak and gear. The clam thawed quickly and in 15 minutes I was on my out, rounding the point and paddling against the building current, up toward the bridge.

As I neared the bridge I could see several kayaks working the various spans. As I paddled closer, it looked like those closest to me were throwing rubber baits on jig heads, either for fluke (called flounder down here) or for striped bass. I picked a span that nobody was working and as I passed the others, we exchanged the usual head nods and waves.

I reached my starting point just as the incoming current started pushing pretty good. The first several drifts were uneventful, just the ever present pecks of small croaker, slowly stealing my clam. On maybe the 4th or 5th drift, just as I was drifting past the last couple pilings of the span I was fishing, I noticed the croaker pecks stopped. 4 or 5 seconds later the rod bends and I’m on.

As I cleared the last piling I pulled the rod out of the holder and resisting the old urge to set the hook, simply started reeling in the fish. After a short spirited fight I pulled a chunky bass around 24” onto my lap. I quickly unhooked and released the bass, threaded another clam belly onto the hook, and paddled back up quickly before anybody else had a chance to jump my drift. My catch had not gone unnoticed.

This drift was a repeat of the previous drift except the fish was a few inches bigger. Two fish in a row was more than the other kayak spectators could handle. People are very friendly down here, so we all tend to talk to each other with very little of the fishing snobbery I’ve witnessed up north, except some of the pier guys lol.

As I paddled back up, two kayaks, one on either side, started to close the distance to me. The guy on my left, who I had seen there, and spoken to, several times before was the first to pull up.

“Nice going man, looks like you got the hot hand today” he said as his eyes scanned my rod for clues as to what bait I using.

“So far, so good, they’re right where they’re supposed to be” I said, while letting him look at the bare circle hook.

Finally his curiosity got the best of him.

“So what are you throwing that they’re lov’in so much?”

I reached into my small cooler and pulled out the open bag of clam.


There it was again. The man from Mars look, only this time with a smile. By this time, the kayak on the right had arrived and our happy little raft up was drifting away from the bridge back into the bay.

“Are you ****’in me” he said laughing.

Looking over at the other kayak fisherman, who I come to find out is his good friend, he says:

“He’s telling me he caught those rocks on clams”


C’mon man, you’ve seen me here before, I’ve given you info before, what are y,….100_00371.jpg

I put my hand up to stop him and told him that I was telling the truth and that he could watch me do it again. I put a clam on the hook and as we started to make our way back to the bridge, I explained the rig to them and told them that I couldn’t believe that they never heard of fishing clams for striped bass.

As if to make a liar out of me, the fishing gods saw to fit make me wait several more drifts before sending a bass my way. It went off without a hitch. We were drifting with me to the inside of the pilings and about halfway through the span, my rod bends over. I back paddle out from the pilings and pull the rod from the rod holder and reel the fish in. It was just another schoolie but to them it was like producing the Holy Grail. I caught several more bass, all cookie cutter schoolies, before the incessant pecking of croaker caused me to run out of clam and ended my afternoon.

So that was a result of applying striped bass fishing, as I know it, to areas that look familiar to me, under conditions that I’m familiar with, and using techniques that I’m familiar with. But there is so much more to learn because there are so many other places they inhabit down here. And again, the fishing culture is almost alien to me.

Take plugs for instance. Nobody uses redfins, bombers, SP minnows (the north’s new hot plug) and the like down here. The big plug down here is the Mann’s Stretch 20. Want to catch rockfish, troll a Stretch 20, fresh or saltwater lol. Bait for rockfish, shedder crab or live eels. Stop the press, fresh bunker is hard to get down here, it’s all vacuum packed frozen stuff, and most don’t even use it for bass bait. The one thing the north and here have in common is jig heads and rubber bodies. They’re used a lot down here.

The other thing I have to get used to is the fresh water side of striped bass. I am constantly surprised at where these fish show up. This spring I took my kayak up to one of a group of large fresh water impoundments known collectively as “The Suffolk Lakes” to do some largemouth fishing. All of these lakes feed into the Nansemond River which joins the much bigger James River at the mouth of the bay. The largemouth bass were done spawning and I was focusing on the edges where the nesting flats dropped off into deeper water. I was covering water, throwing a stick bait and connecting regularly. There are some beautiful lakes down here, I will say that.

I make a cast and start my twitch retrieve when I get a solid double bump. I set the hook and immediately the fish starts taking line. I’m grinning like an idiot thinking I have a 10 lb largemouth on the other end, so you can imagine my surprise when after a few more minutes I work the fish in range and see stripes! That was the last thing I would have expected to see in that location.

It was the only one I caught that day, but after some investigation, it turns out that not only was that fairly common, there is actually a fishery for them during the colder months, in several of those lakes. And they’re not stocked there, they just wander in from the Nansemond river following threadfin shad most likely. And the kicker is that teen sized fish are not all that uncommon in those lakes. Just make sure you’re trolling a Mann’s Stretch 20 lol.

It’s same thing from all the major rivers, their brackish smaller bays that dot the shoreline of the greater Chesapeake Bay, the smaller feeder rivers, the lakes connected by canals and channels, right on down to North Carolina and the back bay waters of the Currituck Sound. Those resident younger fish are pretty much everywhere and many of these locations get shots of larger fish at certain times of the year and under certain conditions.

And therein lies the task for me, to figure out the game within the game down here, at least where catching striped bass are concerned. I’ll never land the size fish I routinely caught up north, at least not with any regularity from shore, but I’ll supplant other fish like redfish, to fill my need for big fish. In the meantime, catching schoolie sized stripers on scaled down tackle, sometimes in locations where I least expect them, is helping to keep me connected to a fish that has been an important part of most of my adult life. They are tough little buggers and are worthy of respect.

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Rod Geeks 11′ rod model SRF110C3 review by Lou Caruso

Lets dream a little…

In your dreams, what kind of fishing equipment that currently does notexibt are you envisioning?

A reel that holds 6000 yards of line? The one that can pull a 50 pound striped bass with one crank out of water? Maybe a Boga grip with half of current weight so that banging on your hip does not leave a mark like your girlfriend beat you? A lure with a camera in its butt would be high on my list…and rod with two top sections and one butt section would be another

You know so you don’t have to buy/store or take two rods on a trip. One butt , two top sections, one slower, one faster and you basically hit the holly grail of rod building, the “one” rod that can do it all..and at good price!

Lets be honest, there will never be one single rod for every application even if it comes with a dozen tip sections

But this new rod from Rod Geeks is coming close

Take a look at this video with Lou Caruso and see for yourself