![]() ![]() ![]() And they still do, for some guy making cane rods just a few miles away. David did indeed sell dreams, and for a lot of people, those dreams came true on waters all across the world. Also near at hand is my first real cane rod, a Constable, purchased in about 1980 along with a Hardy LRH reel that I still use to this day. Not far from where I sit is a plastic Cortland fly box I got there as a teen, now filled with winding checks I use on our rods. David once told me he didn't sell tackle as much as he sold dreams. ![]() Anglersmail carried items of quality: very recognizable names like Leonard, Wheatley, Cortland, Scientific Angler, Thomas and Thomas, as well as introducing anglers to exceptional quality imported items that were not so well-known in the states: rods by Sharpes and Constable, for example. Casting a rod was done in a back parking lot, where it required one heck of an imagination to visualize rising trout and pristine waters.īut it was not just a Big Deal for local adherants of the fly and teenage wannabees, but a thriving national presence in the fly fishing world with a recognizable name to any old timer from that era. As the name implies, it was mainly a mail order business, hence the limited store hours and small showroom. Anglersmail was established and owned by David Weisenberger. But the desire.oh God, the Desire! This little miracle in my life was a store called Anglersmail. All of it instantly and curiously desireable and out of reach on paper route earnings. If you are among the Chosen, the chain is sometimes moved aside and you enter a new world filled with gorgeous and exotic cane rods, metal fly boxes with little windows, books, exotic feathers and hooks without snells, fancy reels filled with thick lines so unlike the mono you've used. You can see in, but can you get in? They have no bait, no spinning tackle.you wonder, what's all this strange stuff? The store is a small annex to another store, seperated by a little gold chain. You excitedly get on your bike with your meager earnings from odd jobs and paper route and visit the new store. Now, imagine learning of a fishing store opening just a couple miles from your home. Imagine you were lucky enough to have a grandfather who took you trout fishing in the streams of western Pennsylvania, where you learned the ways of catching trout with a spinning rod and bait. ![]() After all, it's just a few miles south of downtown Cleveland, where in 1969 the city became a national joke when the sickeningly polluted Cuyahoga River actually caught fire! Vintage Bamboo Rods and Collectible Fly Fishing Tackle Items from the Estate of David Wiesenberger, Founder and Owner, Anglersmail, Parma Heights, Ohio 1936-2014 Imagine being a kid in your early teens in Parma Heights, Ohio in the 1970's- a place about as far removed from fly fishing as can be conceived. ![]()
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