Truly “PNW Fly Fishing Old Timers” quiz

Old Man

Just a useless Old Man.
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My dad would take me to dinner there before we went to a Totems game! Being a wee lad, I remember the record mounted king salmon commercially caught that was 126 lbs and over 5’ long!!! Scared the crap outta me......
Up by Newhalem about as far as the Salmon could go on the Skagit. And below the power house pool I saw a big Salmon that could go 4' in length. It was the biggest live Salmon I have ever seen.
 

Old Man

Just a useless Old Man.
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About the only place that I spent a little money was the Outdoor Emporium. The one that was in Seattle proper. Got my first good Fly rod there. A 9'5wt GL3. Paid $210 bucks for it. Most I ever spent for a piece of Graphite.
 

Capt Insano Emeritis

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How many folks remember a outdoor store named “Ben Paris” located in downtown Seattle? Can you name three dramatic characteristics of it? I truly hope I’m not the only person on here who remembers it.
No I am not a Seattleite
, but I do recall circa 1973-5 going to a big old store full of camping and fishing stuff that looked like how i imagine Grogans Army Surplus or Ollie Damons… it didn’t cost more for stuff with bullet holes in it . It was called REI
 

Zak

Legend
High Desert Angler in Santa Fe. They wrote the book on northern NM fly patterns. I bought my still favorite rod, a Sage LL 486, from them sometime in the 90s. Weird that the 90s were 30 years ago!
 

Wadin' Boot

Badly tied flies, mediocre content
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the Smith Tower, and now a white monument to a past illusion, Indians, sailors, drunks, travelers... a Fellini dream, the older we get, the more we seem to long for what was, it was really a grand place.
I mean you could still describe downtown in those terms. Fellini films are super weird. Though now you would probably add meth heads and an absence of almost any glamor. Fellini films at least have some glamor
 

SKYKO

Tail End Boomer
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Some I remember going to alot as a kid with my Dad in the 70's, a tiny fishing/sport store on State street in Marysville bought my first perrine flybox there also a Benjamin Pump air rifle. Original Jerry's Surplus in Everett, the fishing shop in Sultan right across from the Cracker Bar, bought alot of corkies and Sammy specials there. Was a big, big deal to go to Warshalls with my old man. Later as a young man Kaufmans in Bellevue, Swallows nest etc. Took a multi day/night SRC class with Les Johnson out of one of those shops late 80's, early 90's? Super fun, learned alot.
 

Greg Armstrong

Go Green - Fish Bamboo
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Ben Paris’ Damsel in Distress cover;

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Here’s the back cover;

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One more;

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I also remember the old school sport shop upstairs in the old Frederic & Nelson. Creaky wooden floors, animal heads on the walls, and fishing gear. I’ll never forget the smell of leather and gun oil that permeated the air. I got my first rifle there. A used but nice, Marlin .22.

I have a 9’ FE Thomas “Browntone Streamer Special” that I researched as having been delivered to the old Eddie Bauer shop downtown on 3/12/1946. It’s in the original Thomas registers, which is how I found out about it.

Old school Seattle was cool!!! ;)
 

Seaalki

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No I am not a Seattleite
, but I do recall circa 1973-5 going to a big old store full of camping and fishing stuff that looked like how i imagine Grogans Army Surplus or Ollie Damons… it didn’t cost more for stuff with bullet holes in it . It was called REI
Actually it was called the Co-op, after Jim Whitaker was hired the name changed to REI. In the early 70's, my son and I moved to West Seattle on Beach Drive, the Whitakers lived across the street, my son was there paper boy ( the internet of the time ) and about three houses south of there were the Alhadeff family, and they had the only legal gambling in the city for decades, Longacres Racetrack, as a kid in the summer would ride my bike down at 3:30 am every morning to hot walk race horses, 50 cents a horse per half hour, if you were good enough two handle two at at a time, you could make $10 before most people were up, I remember the Green River valley as nothing but farms, and dirt roads before the Howard Hanson Dam, it at times would flood totally from hill side to hill side as far as you could see, my parents had a place on the Green River in Auburn, there was a pole in the water continuously during the different runs. Sorry, I don't usually dwell much in the past, this thread opened a flood gate of half forgotten memories.
Ciao
 
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Uptonogood

PNW raised
I had forgotten about the mounted 126lb Chinook, commercially caught. I remember it now.

What stands out in my memory of Ben Paris were two full size taxidermy mounts, one a giant Kodiak brown bear, standing on its hind legs, towering 10ft if it was an inch, mouth gapping in a huge snarl. Next to it was a matching bear mount but this one was a huge polar bear, it, too, snarling. Stunning
 

Sam Roffe

If a man ain't fishing...
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Wow, lots of history. my family grew up in Seattle, my dad roamed the streets of downtown Seattle back in those days when working for my grandfather’s fledgling business.

I took my first fly casting and tying lessons at Kaufman’s in Seattle from Ryan. Bob Aid from the Bellevue shop was a very nice gentleman who coached me further in casting a shooting head line.

The guys at Patrick’s never really hit it off with me. But it was a little out if the way for me anyway. Kaufman’, Eddie Bauer, and Swallows nest were all within walking distance where I worked downtown.

I remember Warshalls. Loved that store, where else could you buy hooks and photo paper under one roof? I have a box of hooks with their price tag on it still. (Photo paper is long gone)

I don’t remember Ben Paris, unfortunately. If i was ever in there, I would have been young, with my dad, and if they had a full bear mount in there, it probably would have scared me silly back then. 😂
 

@Dryflyphotography

Life of the Party
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Wow, lots of history. my family grew up in Seattle, my dad roamed the streets of downtown Seattle back in those days when working for my grandfather’s fledgling business.

I took my first fly casting and tying lessons at Kaufman’s in Seattle from Ryan. Bob Aid from the Bellevue shop was a very nice gentleman who coached me further in casting a shooting head line.

The guys at Patrick’s never really hit it off with me. But it was a little out if the way for me anyway. Kaufman’, Eddie Bauer, and Swallows nest were all within walking distance where I worked downtown.

I remember Warshalls. Loved that store, where else could you buy hooks and photo paper under one roof? I have a box of hooks with their price tag on it still. (Photo paper is long gone)

I don’t remember Ben Paris, unfortunately. If i was ever in there, I would have been young, with my dad, and if they had a full bear mount in there, it probably would have scared me silly back then. 😂
My favorite day ever on the Yakima was a float guided by Bob Aid. We put in at Cle Elum and caught lots and lots of trout on his "special" fly he called the Fly Formerly Known As Prince." Bob also fixed an old Scientific Angler System 2 reel for free when I brought it to him at Bellevue Kaufman's for help. Great guy.
 

doublespey

Let.It.Swing
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Sporting goods, pool hall and cigars and a cast of characters to stir a 12 yr olds formulating imagination. and don't forget the 211 Club, Second and Union, the best pool players in Seattle, if you thought you were good, they had some shots to show you, and the education was not free. Sailers and seaman from all over the world and at 12/13 yrs old never felt safer, different world today. First Avenue down through the garment district, China Town and don't leave out Hooverville where the Duwamish entered the Sound, it was rough, gritty, colorful and home. Between shooting pool and hot walking race horses at Longacres in the summer, I was living large at 14/15 yrs old. My parents moved to Seattle in 1950, I was 3, and on most clear days you could see from south Seattle 16 miles away the tallest building west of the Mississippi, the Smith Tower, and now a white monument to a past illusion, Indians, sailors, drunks, travelers... a Fellini dream, the older we get, the more we seem to long for what was, it was really a grand place.
Damn, that brings back some memories. I remember that seedy old hall on the upper floor. When I came back to Seattle in the 80s I was setup in some matches with the local sticks like Smiley and Tam Fischer that haunted the 211. Loved that place and made some money for my backers until they knew me and how to match up. Some of the best women pool players in the country also started there. I also remember watching Dan Louie play Danny Medina (both players were a level above me) in a 9ball race to 21 ahead. There were many thousands wagered on that match and the room was packed, cigarette and cigar smoke was thick, and all the local players had action. It was like the Super Bowl, with Dan Louie representing Seattle and Danny a Denver CO guy. Another life for me (life before Steelhead), a long time ago -
 

Canvsbk

Steelhead
This certainly doesn’t count in your discussion but it should count to verify my old guy status.….
I remember when Kelly Gallups place was in Traverse City on the east arm of Grand Traverse Bay.
 

G_Smolt

Legend
Dan and Eric were the best thing about Warshal's. In addition to being a wicked good angler, Dan was a drummer in the Seattle jazz scene and hooked me up with a hell of a deal on a guitar at a music store up the street from them. It's so far back in the mist of time that I don't remember which guitar it was - strat-bodied rocker with a hot humbucker and a volume knob- and I cant remember the name of the music store - it was north of seneca on first - but I do remember I stopped in at warshals after a bus ride from west seattle to chat with him when I told him I was headed up there to check out guitars. He wrote a little note and told me not to read it, to just hand it to the fella who ran the shop, which I did when I got there...

Next thing you know, I'm jammin' on a nice guitar the fella picked out for me. When it came time to pay, I was pretty stoked to find out my note from Dan got me not only the pick of the litter (with music store fellas help), but also got me a significant chunk of the retail price taken off.

While I don't miss Seattle one bit, I miss the tiny bits of history I had with a lot of different communities therein.

Re: 211 - one of the first jobs I ever had was working for a family friend (Kerry Brown, used to own American games(? Memory issues...)) in seattle - he had contracts with a TON of places to be their table maintenance fella. I helped re-cover tables / rails with him for a few years, including 211. I remember at least one of their tables being made by a local fella who used Buffalo nickles as markers...
 

verne

Freshly Spawned
I remember Ben Paris well, used to stroll around town after work and eat in his restaurant, he had the world record chinook salmon mounted on the wall around 125 lbs. Anyone else remember Ira Yeagers sport shop and DicK Prankards Sport Shop in Mt. Vernon?
 

Nonose

Smolt
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Bert Robinson and Bobs sport shop in Mt.Vernon daily fishing reports on KBRCfrom Ed Locken
 

Stonedfish

Known Grizzler-hater of triploids, humpies & ND
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Warter’s Hardware in Tacoma on 6th and Proctor.
Any other Grizzlers ever go there? Killer polar bear salmon trolling flies. Lots of other outdoor stuff as well.
SF
 

Grpaman

Just Hatched
How many folks remember a outdoor store named “Ben Paris” located in downtown Seattle? Can you name three dramatic characteristics of it? I truly hope I’m not the only person on here who remembers it.
I remember Ben Paris , had one of his fishing books from the 1940s. Also was in the downtown Warshal's store in the 6os. I bought my first sage rpl at the Avid angler on Roosevelt way about 115th ne. Tiny shop at that time the late 1970s. Still use the rpl.
 
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