So there is a bit of a scandal going down with Vosseler reels in the United Kingdom. It seems that Vosseler have decided to pull a fast one on the UK supplier –
In the mans own words
I was given absolutely no notice that we were being dropped as agents. Vosseler demoted us to “dealer status” but promised to supply us with our outstanding orders. Two days later we were advised that we were no longer allowed to use a copy of the Vosseler site due to Copyright infringement. (Deliberately inflammatory and designed to make us “Snap”. We didn’t.
And because we didn’t, the next day we received an Email saying all orders were cancelled and we were now out. (we weren’t surprised, Ralf Vosseler had lied to me many times in the past and we had two longstanding Sweepstakes in the office. The First was how late each order was going to be and the second was which machine he would blame for it “this” time). We knew he had no intetion of supplying our outstanding orders or selling to us as a “dealer”.
In all Honesty, I really don’t mind losing the account. It was NOTHING but trouble. His manufacturing processes and stocking policies are fundamentally flawed, he never held stock, and was always waiting for “something”. We were expected to hold stock so he didn’t have to. We had to pay for and hold his buffer. We were expected to pay in advance, before delivery (so he could screw us at any time) and yet expected to give our customers up to a a month to pay so we were effectively funding his growth. And virtually *every* order was late! Sometimes 7 months late!
It’s HOW we lost the account that is irritating. He still owes us Â£30,980 that we spent on his behalf on growing his business. I gave him the offer of paying us this and in return we’d sell the reels we have at full RRP. He not only ignored this offer but Emailed all of my customers stating I was trying to Blackmail him, which My customers kindly passed on to me. I even Emailed his other distributors to apologise for being forced into dumping our reels.
He no doubt has someone else in the wings. We’ve done the hard work and now they can “reap” the rewards. Unfortunately, they may well be on a road to nowhere due to us having Â£75K to dump. Would you take on an account?
We were also working with several well known companies in the UK supplying a range of reels in their name. In taking away our distribution he has also screwed those companies too.
I have documentary proof of all of the above which might yet end up on the web sites we have that are Vosseler based.
The agent has decided to place all his stock onto eBay to try and recoup some of his losses. I own a Vosseler reel and to be honest the only reason I bought it was because of the amount of publicity that the agent put out in the UK. If it had not been for his various postings on forums I doubt they would even be a name that you would have heard of in the UK. As it is they are lovely reels and I would recommend them to anyone â€“ they are well made and certainly a bargain when they do turn up on eBay.
The only problem beeing of course that people in the UK now no longer have a point of contact for after sales service – so there are pros and cons to weigh up!
So I really enjoyed Mikes post about his new â€œlanyard of powerâ€. I met Mike down at the Glasgow Angling Centre when he was trying to get the materials together to actually start his lanyard project and he was looking forward to it then. Now that he has completed it (or at least went into beta testing phase) I am sure he is pretty chuffed.
Lanyards I think have everything going for them and nothing going for them. Wear one without anything else and you will usually find yourself in a situation where you just donâ€™t have enough â€œstuffâ€ and when you wear a more conventional waistcoat or chest pack you constantly feel as if you are loaded to the brim with â€œstuffâ€ you donâ€™t need. When I say â€œstuffâ€ I am talking about the dozens of miscellaneous products that you seem to carry and only ever use now and again, for example – a priest, floating yarn, spare leaders, spare nylon, desiccant, another fly box, a small flash light, extra batteries for camera- you know just â€œstuffâ€ like that. It could all be so much simpler if you could just put it all on a lanyard. I always think I get too stressed out about all this other â€œstuffâ€ and have decided that I should only carry on the occasions I actually think I will need it. Ah- have a think about the logic of that for a moment. OK an explanation â€“ I know that most of the â€œstuffâ€ will only be needed now and again, so what I should do is wear my lanyard with minimal equipment when I am say â€“ fishing a tiny stream (which is Mikes idea as well)
â€¦and wear my waistcoat when fishing a river that I do not know or when conditions are variable. I suppose you only really need a fully quota of â€œstuffâ€ if you know for a fact that conditions might change or it is inconvenient to go back to the car and pick it up. Aha- I suppose this is getting to the heart of the matter. Is it because I am now a driver? Before when I walked to the river or got the bus it was never a simple matter of toddling back to the house to pick up something that I needed it was a case of be snookered or improvise. I suppose now it is a case of I can be as minimalist as I want as I know I can just walk to the car to pick up what I need.
I obtained my lanyard last year- I would like to say that I was as dedicated as Mike and made it out of a couple of shoe laces and a bit of spare mono but I went the easy route and bought mine off of eBay. At least I did not buy one of the ones from C&F that cost around Â£25 â€“ instead I bought a hippy beady one for around a Â£10 that included postage from the US. I have had it for around a year and never used it- I think I am going to break it in on the first day of the season if the conditions are right. If it is a nice enough day I am going to hit one of the tributaries of the Kelvin â€“ a tiny stream where I just might pick up a tiny trout on a dry fly. I am looking forward to it !
Greetings from Urban Fly Fisher previously known as Urban Fly Fishing on the Kelvin
Pull up a chair, take your shoes off. Have a drink – I shall not be posting for a few days so why dont you have a flick through the archives. I am just waiting for everyone to catch up!
Maybe you would like to leave a comment regarding the new look – that would be nice. Perhaps you would like to complain as I have used your photo in my header without your permission- well that will teach you to go fishing without a camera
Yes, ladies and gentleman â€“ it is the event you have all been waiting for â€“ it is the annual funtastic, arguemastic AGM of the River Kelvin Angling Association. It shall be featuring the usual mix of loveable miscreants from Glasgowâ€™s underworld of fishing â€“ full of opinions and ideas for the coming year or then again maybe even an awkward silence will ensue as everyone is only there for the raffle.
So I have a new pair of wading boots. I received them a few weeks ago (a late Christmas pressie) and I have been trying them on every now and then just to make sure that the fit is ok for the coming season. Ever since I bought breathable waders I have been on the lookout for a good pair of wading boots, mostly because my first three pairs decided to give up the ghost in annoying fashion. My first pair was Vision Extreme dual track boots whichgave up after two seasons- in fact just before giving up they decided to try and take the breathable waders with them. They managed to put a great big metal pointy rivet through the neoprene boots. My second pair was a pair of Snowbee boots which lasted a couple of months before the sole fell off. My third pair was a replacement pair of Snowbee identical to the first that disintegrated after a couple of sessions. Additionally as they were marketed as being good for hiking as well as non slip on rocks (they were funny rubber stuff not felt) I trusted them to look after me in a, well, we shall call it a non slip kind of way when up to your waist in water. Sadly this was not the case- while my fishing partners were striding on ahead with manly purposeful strides I was reduced to holding onto branches and rocks whilst trying to navigate what felt like a particularly jaggy ice rink.
So it is fair to say that I have either not been lucky with my boots or just another victim of the manufacturers wanting us to pay through the nose for equipment that we need for fishing. I suppose it is false economy for them to actually design something that will last for more than a couple of years. Maybe I am a pessimist- but I donâ€™t think so!
The one company that I keep hearing about is Orvis and their lifetime guarantee on wading products. I have already decided to purchase a pair of Orvis Breathables when my current ones (Vision Endurance) finally become just one big patch as the customer service is from word of mouth excellent. This is why I decided to buy the Henrys Fork II Premium Wading Boot. When I got them out the box I was impressed, they feel sturdy and the sole is sealed with rubber onto the boot so no stitching to come away.
I particularly liked the insole- it is nice and thick and made of what feels like plastic. I cannot see it rubbing around like the other boots I have had. They feel nice and roomy as well- I like to wiggle my toes as well as wear big socks.
THis is what Orvis have to say about these Trout attracting boots:
With new, unique features designed to excel in the water and the internal structure of the latest long-distance hiking boots, this is the most highly evolved wading shoe weve ever tested. Everything about this improved design makes your fishing more enjoyable, from flow-through tongue, foot bed, and arch constructions that keep debris out and drain incredibly fast, a speed-lacing system with one-pull lace locks, and the most rugged, non-shrink materials, this is the best wading shoe money can buy.
# provides superior support, protection, and durability
# non-shrink, quick-dry synthetic Nubuck and heavy nylon mesh uppers
# speed-lace system with one-pull lace lock on the top maintains fit tension even if the lace knot comes untied
# unique honeycomb removable insole lets fine sand pass through, protecting wader soles from abrasion.
So I will wear this boot for the coming season, I will give a more thorough review at the end of the season- with regular updates as the year goes on. I suppose there is still a possibility that they will explode or something on contact with water but I hope not.
I will be looking forward to excelling in the water – those tiny troot have no idea what is going to hit em this year !
So more Salmon than ever are running the Kelvin â€“ this means more fisherman will be going after them. With this news I am rubbing my hands in glee as Salmon are a fish I have no interest in catching. Well, when I say that, what I mean is I have no interest other than a few outings a year to actually target them seriously. I am rubbing my hands in glee as this means more people will stop targeting the trout that I like so much. Less trout pressure essentially means more trout fishing for me and other true trout addicts who care little for the size of fish but more about what you actually did to catch that trout. Thankfully my friends are of this opinion as well. We have a fairly accurate measurement of fish that goes thus: small one, nice one, big one; letâ€™s have a photo and a trout with beautiful colours. This of course changes on each river that we fish â€“ we know from experience what we expect from each other and I only ever made one faux paux and that was when Alex caught his beauty and I insisted on meeting him half way across the river to take a photo. Well, to be fair it was deep and I am the only one that carryâ€™s a camera.
So, rather than size it is the experience of the thingâ€¦
Lets take this little chap here as an example.
My story of catching this lovely trout probably started a few nights before. Probably when I realised that I had run out of olive klinks or even tiny cdc patterns. I then spend a couple of hours tying up a few patterns that I think I will need.
I get to the river and spot him rising, I then think about the best way to actually target him, knowing that if I get to close or come into his â€œwindowâ€ I will spook him and the chance is lost. I look at the water and notice that Large Dark Olives are coming off in numbers-I tie on an imitation and immediately cast into a tree behind me. Rather sheepishly I then move to another spot and recast. This time my drift is all wrong as I have to spend time working out exactly where all that drag is coming from. Yegads â€“ a speculative cast had him move 2 feet to intercept my fly and now he is landed â€“ a quick photo opportunity (he is glad I get the hook out his lip pronto) and back in the water to go and tell his pals about the scary time he had with OLIVE THE DESTROYER.
A pal lent me a book a while ago and a paragraph came back into my mind as I have been analysing exactly why I enjoy fly fishing for trout so much. Robert Traver was a man I would have liked to fish with I think
I fish because I love to; because I love the environs where trout are found, which are invariably beautiful, and hate the environs where crowds of people are found, which are invariably ugly; because of all the television commercials, cocktail parties, and assorted social posturing I thus escape; because, in a world where most men seem to spend their lives doing things they hate, my fishing is at once an endless source of delight and an act of small rebellion; because trout do not lie or cheat and cannot be bought or bribed or impressed by power, but respond only to quietude and humility and endless patience; because I suspect that men are going along this way for the last time, and I for one don’t want to waste the trip; because mercifully there are no telephones on trout waters; because only in the woods can I find solitude without loneliness; because bourbon out of an old tin cup always tastes better out there; because maybe one day I will catch a mermaid; and, finally, not because I regard fishing as being so terribly important but because I suspect that so many of the other concerns of men are equally unimportant – and not nearly so much fun.