I used to live about a mile and a half from his shop on Allen Avenue in Pasadena. It was open to the public on Fridays, 1 to 5, and Saturdays 8 to 12. He usually had a 2 to 3 year wait for his rods. He was a very friendly soul and would happily explain the design of his blanks and the effect of said design on their casting. Often we would take an armload of his rods the 3 1/2 blocks over to the reflecting pool in front of Pasadena City College and test the rods on its water. The pool was narrow and long, so you had to cast lengthwise from the end - one end butted up against the college library steps, so there was no room for a back cast, the other end the sidewalk and then Colorado boulevard. You had to be careful on your timing. We used hookless flies, so we never snagged anything, but i can't say we never wrapped a line around a car antenna or two as they drove past.
Often, when I really liked the characteristics of a rod, (they were all good) he would say " do you want to buy it? It's for a doctor in Maryland, he's already been waiting for two years, he can wait for another." I don't think I ever refused his offer. I bought 11 of his rods, but only have 9, having given two to my girlfriends. I dated smart girls...they dumped me, but insisted on keeping their rods that Russ had put their names on.
Two of the rods are boron, the rest graphite. The first I bought in May of '81 for $265, the last in February of '92 for $340. I also bought one of his rods off of eBay, much larger than my others, after moving to the PNW. I also found one of his glass spinning rods at a garage sale in Pasadena for $25.
His shop was a happening place in the fly fishing world. Often Dave Whitlock or Lefty Kreh would stop by his shop. Russ did all the work himself, except winding the guides on. For this he preferred hiring asian girls from the college.
One day he asked me to come to the back of the shop, a small area with an array of sunlights where he resined the rods. I was stunned when he asked me if I would apprentice under him. Stunned. Amazingly, I didn't have to think about my response. I declined his offer, explaining that fly fishing was my escape hatch from the world, and i was afraid that if it turned into a business I would lose my ability to escape. He was gracious and I am sure he understood.
I never bought any newer fly rods, actually have never even tried others. I am perfectly happy fishing the 40 year old rods that Russ made.