I bought them back in 2003 in Bob Ward's in Bozeman, Montana. I was with some buddies on a fishing trip and Bob Ward's was having a clearance on some of their fishing gear. They were Hodgman Wadelite breathable stockingfoot hip waders and from that trip forward, they were my favorite waders. I have a pair of Orvis chest waders that cost three times as much, but those Hodgmans were my standard. I preferred them over everything else. They were quick to put on and take off. They allowed total range of motion and freedom when bushwhacking and boulder crawling. They were the perfect gear for when the weather is too hot for chest waders but water is too cold for wet wading.
My favorite waders and me on the second meadow of Slough Creek
Like a good dog, they went with me everywhere. Montana, Wyoming, Colorado, Tennessee, North Carolina, and Georgia, I wore them on little speck creeks all the way up to the Yellowstone river. I've fished some legendary waters in these waders. And like when an old dog dies, I'm pretty bummed to have to put them down. They don't make them anymore.
I knew this day was coming. I've worn them every summer for 15 years. I've patched holes, trying to delay the inevitable, but I feel like the little Dutch boy trying to stem the flood. Too many recent trips, I've come home with squishy socks. I suppose I'll try to find a replacement. Chota makes a model that looks like it might fit the bill. I doubt I'll throw these old ones away. I'll probably keep them around, just for old times' sake.
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