I love swinging flies with a spey rod but there's something about boulder hopping up small mountain streams throwing dries to willing cutthroat in perfect solitude that sets my soul back into balance. So my most important rod is my 3 weight, a Burkheimer 389. I also tried a Winston IM6 386 and that was a special rod too, I really regret selling it but I always grabbed the Burkie. The holy grail for me was a Tom Morgan. I've been on his waiting list for about a year. I figured it will be another couple years before my number ever came up. I know Tom has some health issues so I wasn't positive I'd be able to purchase one of his rods ever. Still, I've been saving some money in my 'fishing fund' just in case. A few days back, I happened to check the devils playground and saw an auction for a Morgan rod that had only been going a couple hours. It was the right length and in like-new condition so I told my wife. She told me to get my ass in there and buy it before someone else beat me to it so she wouldn't have to put up with my moping around over the holidays... The rod arrived today. Very classy from the custom shipping tube to the cover for the beautiful tube, the padded rod sock and finally the deep garnet gem of a rod. It was like playing with one of those layered Russian Dolls. I'm in full-on swinging for Steel mode right now but waggling the Morgan 386 in the living room has me thinking of those long summer days where the golden hour of dusk seems to last forever. Happy New Year!