I’m always amazed at the number of individuals that will take issue with the way another angler finds joy and takes pride in their angling pursuits. I of course find joy and take pride in fishing the dry fly. I also have a certain affinity for equipment that is not only highly functional, but also aesthetically pleasing to me. Utilitarian function alone is simply not enough.
Some anglers (some of which may not even “angle”) take pride in owning something absolutely unique, or at the very least extremely rare, and often consider themselves “collectors.” It may be as ugly as sin or function poorly, but if it’s a one-of-a-kind… Of course, if it’s a thing of beauty, functions better than Perfect (pun intended), and is still one of a kind, so much the better.
Others take pride in simply flaunting their wealth. For these individuals, the price alone may be reason enough to acquire an item, and their favorite equipment is also likely a status symbol.
At the other end of the amount paid spectrum you’ll find the thrift snobs. These individuals take great pride in spending as little as possible, and may also hold utilitarian function as their sacred cow. But make no mistake about it, they’ll make the, “I’m superior because I paid this much for my gear” argument just as often as those paying the big bucks will, and perhaps even more.
Rod material snobs limit themselves to rods made from a specific material, and take great pride in the attributes of bamboo, fiberglass, or graphite.
There are the “latest greatest” snobs, the “tradition at all costs” snobs, the “bigger is better” snobs, and the “ultralight” snobs. The Tenkara, Spey Caster, Czech Nymph, Steelheaders, Carp addicts, Trout, and even Panfish snobs.
The list goes on and on, and there will likely be new categories of snobbery to come that haven’t even been thought of yet. It’s all good, and whatever dimples your cheeks is fine by me.
Just don’t expect me (or anyone) to agree with your snobbery, and certainly don’t look down on those individuals that haven’t seen the light and converted to it. As you can see, I’m all about promoting “religious” tolerance here.
Of course, if you’re reading this, at the very least you must enjoy dry fly fishing, even if you don’t limit yourself to that form of snobbery. But don’t fool yourself, even you “all around” anglers are snobs. You just worship a fatter cow than I do.
So shout, “Hallelujah” to ‘em all, even if the DFGs (Dry Fly Guys/Gals) are the only ones truly going to heaven.