A few days ago I broke my Orvis Battenkill large arbor reel. I reached down to wind in my line and instead of finding a reel handle I clutched at thin air. Somewhere along the river the handle had parted ways in a clean break of plastic and metal. Coming off the back of two broken rods in the same week the demise of my reel was a cruel blow. I used the small protrusion of the counter weight to awkwardly reel in the excess line and then prematurely began the three hour walk back to my car. It had been a spectacularly poor day's fishing, momentarily interrupted by two rises to my fly, both of which I missed. To say I was a tad grumpy as I trudged back to civilisation is putting it far too lightly. If anyone reading this is planning an extended fishing trip to New Zealand I would strongly advise that you bring along a spare of everything. Find the space, it's worth it.
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