Sexyloops HT 6 and Stonker Carp

Carp are an invasive species in Australian waterways and lakes. They are declared a noxious pest and must be destroyed. There are annual carp buster days in many dams and waterways to catch and destroy as many as possible.  There are some commercial enterprises that make fish fertiliser from carp.  Carp are active in the summer months.

In my quest to catch unusual species as in 2019, I embarked on an early morning trip to a local dam in South East Queensland.  I was armed with a HT 6, WF6F line,  a 12lb leader and a shrimp fly. As we were walking the banks and sight fishing, we had to wait until the sun was high enough to spot fish. There were plenty cruising 10-20’ from the bank. Stealthy stalking and casting was required, as these fish easily spooked. Once they saw the fly, they either ignored it or attacked with gusto. 

The best fish were 70-75 cm and 10-15lb. Their power was amazing!. Runs to the backing were commonplace. The trick was to keep rolling the fish by changing direction. All went well in clear open water. Busted leaders and lost fish was a common result in the timber.

This is exceptional sight fishing.  It seemed strange to a dedicated catch and release fisherman to kill the captured fish and leave it rot on the bank.  After all they are a pest.

Destined for Down-Under

The mid-summer lull is well and truly over and we are flat out again. This is the busy time of year for orders from New Zealand and Australia. The HT6 was designed specifically with NZ Backcountry fishing in mind, the HT4 is the perfect stillwater trout flats rod, the HT8 is spot on for Kahawai and the HT10 is your ultimate fly rod for Kingfish… but I digress 🙂 🙂

This particular HT10 I’ve just posted to Australia. In three weeks from now it will be fishing Hinchenbrook for a wide range of fish and hopefully a few Permit! I took the original prototype HT10 to Australia some years ago and caught Permit using it on both coasts – North of Cairns around Claremont Islands on the East Coast and Exmouth in Western Australia.

Incidentally we do try to carry stock and not only manufacture custom rods to order. This particular rod was part of my Malaysia stock. So I’ll be replacing that as soon as possible!

And remember, if you are a Hot Torpedo owner you can win another one – just send us your story!

Off for a bruising!

The incredible HT10 off to Singapore. Chuan loves the HT series so much – and because is also an adventurous fisherman – he has two of the HT6 and HT8s. This is his second HT10.

Chuan is a bit like me in that unforeseen things happen. I’ve always doubled up my rods too, ever since my early Stillwater days (two identical Hardy Sovereigns, followed by two Loomis IMX 9’ 6WTs. Then I doubled up on other rods – in fact with Sage TCRs I not only doubled up but also had many spare sections).

This way there is no downtime when you fall in, trip over your rod, run them over with the truck, or have a fish catch you out and pull the rod at extreme angles

We can make sure that sections are interchangeable but we need both rods to do this.  Rod building is not only a science, it’s also an art!

Off to California

The Instructor 6 is one of our top-sellers! As a teaching tool it is superb; a joy to cast, has great feel and can be handled comfortably by all skill levels – this is important when teaching, I’m sure you’ll agree!

What I’ve noticed over the years is how much longer your student’s attention span becomes. Instead of struggling to see a rod which is difficult to see, everything becomes big, obvious and there, right in front of their eyes.

Using a matt dark grey carbon rod, while excellent for stealth, is the equivalent of trying to teach loop control with a clear, green or blue fly line! Hot Orange is what you want for line visibility.

So if you have any fly casting instruction to do, then this is the rod you want. We can and have produced Instructor versions in 4, 8 and 10WTS. These are special orders and can add around a month to build-time. We’ve also made them in yellow and hot orange!

I believe that as instructors we really owe it to our students to give them the absolute best display of casting that we can. Never use a rod they can’t see! Instead join hundreds of other instructors and use this rod to enhance your teaching.

This particularly rod is off to join an instructor at the Golden Gate Casting Club in San Francisco. Some day I hope to visit this hallowed ground!

You can read more about this rod here. If you live in a warm climate then here is the best line for the job. And finally if you want to see the rod in action, then check out our Fly Casting Masterclass!

Remember every rod comes with a free casting lesson – you just have to track me down in order to get it! 🙂

Cheers, Paul


We are a family and we all get along just fine , the odd time some us may get bashed around a bit, though its not like fiscal abuse. 

It’s always accidental and we all seem to be able to handle it.

We’re definitely not racist, we used to be black and now most of us are white, one of us in always trying to hide and he’s camouflaged, I’m not sure what our owner was thinking at the time – fair enough maybe the fish will not see him or his owner, though its actually hard for us to find him as well, especially if he’s been laying down in the grass, which he knows he should not. Though when we find him we are happy and have fun. 

We hang out in a small town called Athol, in Southland, New Zealand.

It’s not that we really wanted to go there and live; it was our owner’s decision, though we all agree there could be worse places to live. To make us happy our owner built us a new New Zealand fly fishing school & room, with lots of new teaching toys and he even planted out an area where we can work our magic at fucking up people’s casts, especially people who think they are much better than they are.

Like our owner, he has a lot to learn, last year he fucked off to Malaysia – he was meant to learn a lot about casting from his friend Mr Sexyloops, though instead  he fished his balls off and drank beer and did not really come back with any new fancy skills as we thought he would, so when he took us out in the garden just before the guiding season in New Zealand started in October, we really fucked with him and tied the leaders and the odd time the fly line in a knot. None of us laughed until he put us away.

One of the reasons we did this to him was that he had taken Mable the 5 wgt HT Instructor with him and she never returned with him. Lucky for him she came back on her own accord with her name tattooed on her butt section and some even more sexy fluoro orange rod wraps – she had been away to Malaysia and then back to Lee in the UK to fondle and bondage up; sexified. Apparently he’s a married man, so I’m not sure if his partner knows what he actually gets up to in his man cave in the back garden but Mable said he had good hands and she liked getting the tattoo on her butt from him.

The trout guiding season was over for our so-called  master Stu and he’s got this new idea to write about adventure fly fins travel – he’s always been a fucking dreamer. Within two days he decided to head off overseas and we thought great, we knew the girl looking after the online fly shop side of things was going to leave us alone and we thought, great, we will allege to be like bears and hibernate.

Though that did not sound like too much fun for Mr  skull and cross bones 5 & 10 wgts; they were itching to get the hell out of Dodge as they say! They hoped and waited until the last minute – waiting on our new edition to the family coming, Kiwi 4 wgt HT, though apparently he had been forgotten about and was now currently being painted white and then shipped to the UK to be fondled.

So two of us were squashed into a rod tube with a sage 4 wgt rod for a hell of a trip, we left the other three Hot Torpedos behind waiting on Kiwi 4 wgt and some new spare tips to arrive. Mable did not have a spare tip and camo did not so they were getting left behind, too risky to come on holiday our owner decided without a spare tip, as he’s pretty reckless when it comes to working us and bending the shit out of us, let alone bashing us around.

So we are here, back in New Zealand waiting on our family to be reunited and we can’t wait . We did get a postcard of the two skulls laying beside real fresh tiger prints in the jungle in Nepal and now we hear they’re in a remote valley in Northern India up to no good. 

What ever happens we hope that they bring us back some duty free, that’s all we really care about.

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HT6 Pro – white

This is the HT6 Pro in white. Sometimes we get asked for different colours! So far we’ve made them in white, orange, yellow and camouflage!

This is of course the rod blank and colour that I used for the flycasting video series before I became furry:

The man who has the most white Hot Torpedos is Stu Tripney! Certainly when it comes to looks I think the white is the most spectacular 🙂



“A cannon with finesse” – Entry 4, No4.

For years I’ve been hearing those strange words spoken about me, and I’m quite proud of them, but the truth of the matter is that I have magic powers.

I don’t consider myself to be a trout torpedo – those fish just don’t wiggle my tip. However on those rare occasions when I do fish for them, I always catch the biggest one in the river. For example 11.5lbs out of a Varzina River tributary in Russia – not only the biggest brown trout that my casting bitch has ever seen, but the biggest fish in the entire river! I did that and I did it using magic.

He has an ongoing fantasy for Giant Snakehead. Anything over 5KG is considered a trophy when it comes to these tough mean ugly slimy bastards. I’ve had three over 6KG, including the biggest of 6.8KG which happens to be – surprise surprise – yet another fish I caught with magic.

Yes, I may have cannon-like properties and I’m not without a large dose of finesse, but my true area of expertise lies in magic. I dabble in there-is-no-four: kinetic magic (obviously), illusion, necromancy and conjuration.

Those last two being particularly useful for Imaginary Saltwater Flyfishing, where I have an ability to hallucinate large bonefish zombies on the flats.

Put me within casting distance of your average toilet bowl – anything up to and often beyond 140 feet (less of course if I have to cast through a window) and I will catch you a fish bigger than anything you’ve ever imagined!

Take care – I have been known to turn danglers into princes, or sometimes toads.

HT8 No4.

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