Quill, Some Follow-up Regarding MUR

I’m going to answer your question the long way around. So pull up a chair, grab a cool one, and listen to a fishing tale.

The Pitt River has its headwaters in Goose Lake (NE CA) and empties into Lake Shasta at the top of the Central Valley. Pit River - Wikipedia
In its lower sections, Pitt 3 through Pitt 5, it’s big water, in rugged country, and premier water for trout fishing. In late '50’s/early '60’s, as a teenager, before the increased flows have made it very tough to wade, I’d bushwhack down into the canyons and pull out arm-length rainbows that were mostly unfished for, just because access to the river was so tough.

Over the years, the river became more well-known, and my son and his two buddies took to fishing it, often putting in 12-hour days, dawn to dusk, high-sticking it, and often bringing to net --and then releasing-- a 100 fish between them. Over the years, they might have a 100 days on that river between them, which is ‘home water’ for them, though they also steelhead on the Trinity, the Grand Ronde, and the Snake. The fishing system they developed is this. In the morning, each would tie on a different top bug and different dropper, and then they split up, each working his own section of water. But when one found something that the fish were taking, he’d call it out, giving the others the chance to match it. Whether they matched it was up to them. But the choice was made available.

Same-same with investing and trading.

If I give you a dollar, and if you give me a dollar, neither of us has gained anything, and we both walk away, neither richer, nor poorer. But if I give you an idea, and if you give me an idea, some magic might happen.

Years ago, when the bond board was still viable and active, Scott and I would swap ideas. On one of his pitches, he got me into Hanson’s something of sometime at 40. When it came due a couple years later at par (i.e., 100), we both scored a fat profit. In turn, I got him into a tobacco settlement zero around 2. When it got called a couple years later around 54, we both made a killing.

The guy who pitched MUR to me is the best, deep-value analyst I know. We’ve swapped bond ideas over the years, rarely stock ideas. He’s more ‘Marty Whitman’ than ‘Ben Graham’, but the best forensic analyst I know. So when he says that I might want to look into something, I pay attention. But I also do what I always do when given an investing tip by anyone. I chart it. When I saw that MUR had already broken out, I backed off. I doubt he pulled a price chart, just not his style for not being a “market timer”. But he makes serious money with what he does buy, which, as I said, tends to be more on the fixed-income side of things than the equity side. But ideas are ideas, and I’m glad we can share them with each other without being compelled to act on them.

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I recommend the purple haze fly if you ever get to Montana.

Andy

If I were going to fish something that buggy, I’d throw a Madam X or Skawla Stone instead. Those are my ‘go-to’ patterns for small, free-stone creeks.

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Ahh but what are you going to throw in the south fork of the Flathead or the big hole river? Those stones are good for the creeks.

Andy

Andy,

The Flathead and the Big Hole aren’t rivers I’ve ever fished, nor am I ever likely to due a crippling fall five years ago. But I’m still designing, building, and using boats. So the fishing continues. Now it’s on still water, rather than creeks, which is actually what I grew up with.

My Dad didn’t fish. But I was born wanting to, and he’d help me get out onto our nearby lakes at the crack of dawn. We’d rent a boat and head out in the coolness and dampness, the mists rising from the water, noisy splashes all around us from rising fish. Fond memories. He’d have been 110 last week, had he lived, and we --his four kids-- all miss him.

The photo below isn’t me, but someone whose gumption I admire.

This is me, field-testing a boat I drew and built for a neighbor and fishing buddy.

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That is a beautiful boat Arindam. Really nice work. I grew up in Northern Montana right near Glacier Park and spent my time hiking and fishing all over that area. The best thing that every happened is when my friends Dad taught me to fly fish, I always fished but fly fishing, that is where the tranquility of fishing really comes in. I worked for the Forest Service build new trails up into the back country one summer. Fishing every night after work and on the weekends. Some very fond memories.

Sorry about your fall but good to see you still on the water.

Andy

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Andy,

I wouldn’t object to the term ‘tranquility’ being applied to fly-fishing. But I also don’t think the term captures its essence, which has more to do with ‘gracefulness’.

For sure, high-sticking isn’t graceful. It’s just ‘lob and chuck’, or at least that’s how my son describes it when he’s teaching someone. Nor does small-creek casting lend itself to much gracefulness. You’re just trying to make a presentation without snagging brush or overhead trees. But big water or still water is where gracefulness emerges, the bend of the rod, the long loops of line in the air. That’s poetry in motion. And when you get into Spey casting, single or double-handed, then the aerial magic really happens.

When I have to, such as working a school of crappie, I’ll drag a Clouser behind the boat as I pass over them. But my preference is top water, sight-casting to rising fish. And one can’t help but be aware, as one is doing so, that others might be watching, maybe even taking mental photos, just because the moment is so prefect, a front-cover picture right out of Field and Stream.

Arindam

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My preference is a mountain lake up in the Bob Marshall or the Jewell Basin before it became so busy. Nothing like getting up in the morning, walking out on a log, throwing the line out, while a loon is calling across the water.

Andy

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Sorry to hear about the fall Arindam…but it is certainly nice to see that nothing has deterred you off from fishing…And the boat looks great…it is one thing to say you enjoy fishing, but to have passion enough to build a boat to further those interests…that is something truly remarkable!

Charlie

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Charlie,

Me and boat-building go back to my high school days. Then, if a person had little money but wanted a boat, he (or she) had to build it. These days, one can walk into Dicks or Walmart and walk out with a low-cost, but perfectly good plastic kayak that’s easy to learn to use and maintenance-free. But if it’s a low-cost, light-weight, car-toppable, beach-launchable, fly-casting platform that one wants that’s stable enough to stand and cast from and that rows easily and well at 4 MPH, one still has to build it (or spend a small fortune on a fiberglass job that’s 70 pounds and awkward to cartop). Yeah, for sure, some people fly fish from kayaks or canoes. But I find both of them hard to use when my purpose is ‘fishing’ instead of just being on the water for a while.

Back in the ‘50s and even in the ‘60s, magazines like Popular Science or Popular Mechanix would regularly feature articles entitled " Build Our $20 Buck Dinghy. Typically, they were one-person skiffs or prams meant to be built from two sheets of plywood and some 2x4’s or 1x12’s that would get ripped for the chines, gunnels, and frames. In fact, I still have that article. And, yes, in those days, that was a realistic price that included glue, fasteners, and paint. However, even as recently as 5 years ago, I could put a finished pram on the water, with oars, for $150, and I’ve built a lot of them, two of which I donated to a kids’ summer camp, so they’d have boats their own size to learn to row in rather than the camp’s 12’, aluminum, semi-dories that were pigs to row. (Now, of course, costs for marine ply, epoxy, etc. have increased, just as they have for everything else.)

Incidentally, those two were designs I knew I’d gotten right 30 seconds after putting them in the water. They were fast and stable, a pleasure to row, and I fished each of them hard for a week before releasing them to the camp.

Not many people build their own boats, much less design what they build. But there are free, marine CAD programs that make drawing a boat as easy as dragging lines, and the programs will do the geometry needed turn 2-D drawings into cutting patterns for the planks, bottom, transoms, etc. So after my fall and after I got out of the hospital, I knew I had to reclaim in my life the things that were important to me, which were cycling and boat-building. Before I broke my back, I was doing 3,000 miles a year, which sounds impressive. But that just means you’re out the door, doing 5 or 10 most days from running errands, with a couple of 20’s or so thrown in when you’re in the mood. A two-wheel bike was now out of the question, but a recumbent trike was perfect. (Mine’s a CatTrike Pocket, perfect for my 5’6" size.) Nowadays, I can’t walk without mechanical assistance, but I can mash pedals and --thank goodness-- can still drive my stick shift KIA Soul (whose cargo space easily accommodates my wheelchair).

As for the boats, I knocked out the one in the picture above for my fishing buddy neighbor, thinking we could head out together, each with our own boat. (Two guys in a boat, both right-handed fly casters, doesn’t just work well.) Other than an initial launch, he never used the boat. So I gave it to a friend who added a mast partner, dagger board, and rudder to turn it into a sailboat to replace his Sabot (from which he transferred the mast, boom, and sail).

As for other boats I’ve built, here’s some more pictures. I had just used the combo of an electric planer and a belt sander to clean up the gunnels.

Here’s anther another giveaway.

The story behind that boat is this. I needed a boat big enough for a camping/fishing trip with my son and his two young daughters at California’s Lake Briton, which has been ‘home water’ for me since I was a kid, because that’s where my parents vacationed. I knew I didn’t want to keep the boat. But I knew that friend who lived in the area could use it. He’s a big guy, so that’s the waterline I designed for and how I constructed the boat, with a 3/8" bottom and white oak framing.

I completed this little skiff about two years ago, and my club chose it to be part of our display of wooden boats at this year’s Portland Boat Show.

Lastly, that’s me below again, this time helping one of the families build a 12’ skiff at the club’s annual Family Boat Build. (For more info, go to www.riverswest.org.)

OK. I couldn’t resist. Here’s me hotdogging it in a completed version of the boat our club helps families build. Note that I’ve got the boat up on its bow wave.

Its designer, Chris Franklin, meant it to be a father and skinny young daughter, amateur-constructed, sloop-rigged sailboat. But my club builds it as a rowboat that families can later finished up a sailboat if they choose. It’s a capable sailboat, as one member proved by sailing his 90 miles up the Columbia from Astoria to Portland. As a single-handed rowboat, it’s fast and fun. With two adults aboard trying fish, it sucks, and I got rid of mine.

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Your an artist Arindam, beautiful boats.

Andy

Andy,

I’ve also chained-sawed three or four boats when they didn’t --or weren’t-- coming out as I hoped. Typically, they looked like boats But they didn’t --or wouldn’t-- perform on the water as I expected. So they became firewood instead.

There’s a guy who posts in the Wooden Boat Forum whose signature line is this: “It’s hard to build an ugly boat.” But I’d say it’s very easy to do so. All you’ve gotta do is to try to them “pretty” instead of paying attention to the fact that a boat is a just means to keep you from drowning, given the waters you’re venturing onto and your reasons for doing so.

My “design aesthetic” is this: Every piece of wood in the boat has to have a purpose, or it shouldn’t be there. Once you embrace that sort of ‘minimalism’ and ‘utility’, then --as Frank Lloyd Wright advocated-- “Form really does follow function”. And when you really dig into boat design and the history of boat types via books by Gardener or Chappelle, you’ll be amazed at the variations created by earlier builders, using the materials they had to work with and the sea condition they were dealing with. All them were serviceable craft. All of them had a self-evident integrity. Why? Because the bad boats killed their users, by breaking up or sinking, and they didn’t get built again.

Same-same with charting. Every line should be there for a purpose, and the fewer, the better.

Arindam

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These look splendid. Thanks for sharing it…and what you shared goes beyond just making the boats… If something is worth doing, it’s worth doing well!
Charlie

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