Now THIS is a fisherman’s car…

If we can go retro with bamboo rods, fight like hell to hold back the ravages of modern industry and still get dewy-eyed over Theodore Gordon or Izaak Walton, what’s to stop us turning our backs on SUVs and embracing a renaissance of a great American automobile?

I defy anglers and car buffs alike not to revel in this great New York Times feature on The Sportsman’s Life in a ‘Bathtub Nash’ , a car whose links with fishing go deeper than you may think, thanks to the great sporting humourist Ed Zern being the Nash company’s one-time ad writer:

“Nash’s chairman, George Mason, persuaded Zern in 1950 to write the ads that did as much for Nash’s reputation as an outdoors vehicle as its comfy convertible beds.

“Nash began wholeheartedly pursuing hunting-and-fishing types after Mason went fly-fishing with Zern, illustrator and author of “To Hell With Fishing” and an ad man on the Nash account. Mason told Zern that if he created Nash ads as entertaining as his books Mason would guarantee they got into print.

“The resulting campaign ran nine years. Zern wrote Thurberesque fables…Blissfully devoid of cheesecake, tail fins and empty-headed phrasemaking, Zern’s Nash tales were among the best car ads of the ’50s.”

Money quote from the Times article:

“…the Nash is a passenger’s car. The front bench was a sofa and the back seats easy chairs. The seating position encouraged the sensation that the driver and the scenery were being projected in Panavision, and that any minute Spencer Tracy might turn around from the driver’s seat and ask, ‘Everything O.K. back there?'”

Sold.

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If anyone’s tied a Reverse Evolution pattern yet, I have money burning a hole in my pocket.

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Gratifying word-picture of the day from Roger Amsden’s column on Fishing and contemplating the world:

“…having caught and released back into the pond a dozen trout before taking a mid-morning break for a cup of coffee and to clean slime off the fishing line”

Coffee. Slime. I’ll say it again: is there anyone who knows how to live life like we do?

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‘A house on the River Test, the home of trout fishing – £2.6m gets you the ultimate angler’s retreat:’

“This was, you see, the favourite stamping ground of F.H.Halford – the most influential fly-fishing writer of the 19th century: his work became the foundation for the sport as we know it. The thatched fishing hut where Halford prepared his flies stands opposite Oakley Farmhouse…”

I know what you’re thinking: that driveway is crying out for a Bathtub Nash…

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