With the whole “blogging angler” phenomenon on the rise, perhaps Simm’s may want to follow it’s “zipper front” guide waders with innovation liable to change the face of the fishing report.

We’ve all had to suffer – as weather and fishing are often reported too slowly to be opportunistic. Instead of idyllic weather and willing fish, we should have been there last week.

Now that gas prices are approaching $4 per gallon – our intel had better be accurate and timely.

“Blogging Guideweight” comes with an Internet Wireless hotspot in the left arsecheek, allowing the prospective author access to his blog if fishing slows.

I’m not quite ready for that much connectivity – especially when striving to connect with the damn fish.

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It’s always easier to wax eloquent when the gear is new, but what happens after six months of heavy usage?

I figured to follow up on my September post on the Hodgeman Wadewell II hip waders, as I finally managed to poke a small hole in them. Calling them “waders” is almost a misnomer, as they’ve really served as an aquatic hiking boot.

That’s exceptional considering the miles I have on them – wearing little more than standard socks. I’d guess eight or nine miles of fishing and walking would have something rubbing on something tender, but that hasn’t happened.

They’re the most comfortable and best fitting cleat foot boot I’ve worn, and I’d be hard pressed to repeat that performance in full neoprene waders and traditional wading shoes. The lack of seams in the foot area is likely the reason, coupled with a nicely molded and supportive interior.

The light Gore-tex uppers sprung a small leak last week on the Little Stinking. It may have been part of the scramble for cover on the prior adventure, as it was in an unlikely place on the back of the leg near the knee.

That could be a polite way of saying, “my backcast dropped a tad too much.” – but with my propensity to impale myself, I’d be bragging about it.

Plenty of interior wear to show for them miles, both the heel and arch areas have the liner scraped off. I’m content with the damage as I’ve athletic shoes that show far worse.

No visible signs of chemical contamination from the heavy metal, Selenium laced water of my home creek. I wondered whether I might see some degradation associated with all the warning signs posted about the fish. Nothing so far.

I figure nearly 40 trips and 150 miles of hiking equates to a couple of years for the average angler. I’m most pleased with the $45.00 investment.

Sunglasses are one of those items I remember just after a gust of wind brings the weighted 2/0 Muddler on a collision course for my nose. I wear them, but at this late stage of my physical decline, the glasses that let me see the fly take precedence.

For the angling fashionista, sunglasses are a way to leave $500 on the roof of a car, and determines your place among the preening dilettantes at the parking area.

I’d call it an “angling pocket protector” as it’s liable to make you a source of envy and ensure you’re banned from any Apres-fishing social scene.

Hell no it’s not useful, and might ensure you float head down in your waders, but imagine the raw power that comes of knowing you could replace a timing chain or perform dental surgery while wading.

Heady stuff, you let me know how them “rose tinted glasses” make out..

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