Hmmm,,, So fly fishing is probably a pretty cheap sport, right? All those cute little flies, even the pretty pink ones are under a dollar. I mean really, how much could a wooly bugger really cost? A fishing pole with some cork on it? I remember the Mickey Mouse ones were under 20$ when the kids were little. All those fake worms? We can make those in our edible creepy crawler machine. Feathers, gluesticks... Michaels and AC Moore have those on sale every week. My sister and some of my creative friends could whip up bunches of these fly things for pennies ... right ? Brad Pitt in "A River Runs Through It" just grabbed his pole and went. No fancy stuff.
But my adventure the last few days was stopping at The Fly Shack, in Gloversville, NY. On my way back from Saratoga, took a small detour and picked up some product for the big guy. This is one of his favorite web sites. And imagine, its only a hop, skip and jump from my normal route back from my cousins house.
Gloversville is a quaint old town, First known as "Stump City".. then changed to Gloversville in 1828, 90% of all the leather gloves sold in the United States from 1890 - 1950 came from Gloversville. Over 200 manufacturers relating to the gloving industry dominated the towns of Gloversville and Johnstown. I don't think the fly fishing industry will be taking the town over like that, but the fishermen have a good resource in town!
Other Gloversville trivia includes a few notables; Samuel Goldwyn of MGM Studios in Hollywood emigrated to Gloversville and worked as a glover before making his mark in the movie industry, Pulitzer prize author Richard Russo and physicist William A. Edelstein, a key developer of MRI scanning.
While the Fly Shack was getting together my order, they suggested I browse around at the antique shop on the corner. Terry's Antiques is a really cool shop with lots of interesting treasures, especially their owners (Carolyn & Terry Brundige, props..) who I chatted with for a bit . They had lots of great items, including a Fosteria square crystal cake plate that was gorgeous! Never seen anything like it... I figured with all the basketball and ping pong going on inside my house I couldn't risk having something like that out, waiting to be hit by some un-identified flying object. With three boys, you just have to be realistic. Life can't be all tea sets and crystal. Rubber and duct tape are sometimes much more practical.
The big guy will read this and wonder how I got from expensive fishing stuff to antique cake plates. Seems a perfectly logical way of thinking to me :)
But my adventure the last few days was stopping at The Fly Shack, in Gloversville, NY. On my way back from Saratoga, took a small detour and picked up some product for the big guy. This is one of his favorite web sites. And imagine, its only a hop, skip and jump from my normal route back from my cousins house.
Gloversville is a quaint old town, First known as "Stump City".. then changed to Gloversville in 1828, 90% of all the leather gloves sold in the United States from 1890 - 1950 came from Gloversville. Over 200 manufacturers relating to the gloving industry dominated the towns of Gloversville and Johnstown. I don't think the fly fishing industry will be taking the town over like that, but the fishermen have a good resource in town!
Other Gloversville trivia includes a few notables; Samuel Goldwyn of MGM Studios in Hollywood emigrated to Gloversville and worked as a glover before making his mark in the movie industry, Pulitzer prize author Richard Russo and physicist William A. Edelstein, a key developer of MRI scanning.
While the Fly Shack was getting together my order, they suggested I browse around at the antique shop on the corner. Terry's Antiques is a really cool shop with lots of interesting treasures, especially their owners (Carolyn & Terry Brundige, props..) who I chatted with for a bit . They had lots of great items, including a Fosteria square crystal cake plate that was gorgeous! Never seen anything like it... I figured with all the basketball and ping pong going on inside my house I couldn't risk having something like that out, waiting to be hit by some un-identified flying object. With three boys, you just have to be realistic. Life can't be all tea sets and crystal. Rubber and duct tape are sometimes much more practical.
The big guy will read this and wonder how I got from expensive fishing stuff to antique cake plates. Seems a perfectly logical way of thinking to me :)
P.S. Still can't find out why it was called Stump City... Google doesn't have a clue !
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