When my grandfather passed away he left me a splint bamboo fly rod. Then a couple of years later at age 12 I fished an old gravel pit with it and had the time of my young life catching bluegills one right after the other. Many decades later the fly rod was setting in my closet missing an eye and unraveling so I threw it away. Years later I was meeting my son in Utah for hiking and fishing and wanted a fly rod. Now that I had a computer I did a search for a fly rod and could not believe how expensive split bamboo rods were. I should have had the rod refurbished but I didn't have a clue of what I really had.
