My road to fly fishing In the summer of 1970, at the age of 5, my father took me fishing for the first time, to the river Doubs, a chalk stream in the Swiss Jura mountain range. There I saw fishermen standing in rubber boots in the middle of the river. When they started to draw mystic lines into the blue sky I asked “Dad, what is that for?” and my father explained to me “Fly Fishing”. Inspired by the advantages of fly fishing, my father bought a fiber glass fly rod in 1972. Some months later I received a white Fenwick fly rod as a birthday present. Since that time we went trough many lessons and adventures in fly casting and fly fishing and became obsessed fly fishermen. Unfortunately my father passed away in the spring of 2005. Fishing is a family tradition and the knowledge will be passed down to future generations. It is now my turn to hand the passion on to my sons David and Robin. I try my best but in the age of computer games, Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, sometimes it feels like mission impossible. Some years ago I moved from high modulated graphite rods to hand crafted split cane rods. Many stories have been told about bamboo rods. Mine is that I love to work with natural materials and create different tapers for different casting and fishing conditions. Most of all I love the profound soul touching moment of being on a beautiful river with a bamboo rod in my hand and to lay out a perfect line as only a bamboo rod could. D. Hoda Salmenweg 5 CH-4323 Wallbach Tel.: +41 (0) 61 861 10 08 Email: © BY HODARODS 2009 / ALL RIGHTS RESERVED / HODARODS, SALMENWEG 5, CH-4323 WALLBACH