Old news…
I lived in the city in the 80’s and fished Central Park Lake, the pond, the Connetquot; took the train or a bus to points north and was one of the founding members of the NYC Chapter of TU whose motto was: “raise money for other chapters and National whilst embarrassing yourself by getting stinking drunk at regional TU meetings”.
If you were there back then you could have bumped into Vince Marinaro, Ernie Schwiebert, Charlie Fox or other luminaries at the Theodore Gordon Flyfishers meetings or hung out at the Angler’s Roost with Jim Deren, a magic place full of tackle and stories.
Orvis had JUST opened a store in midtown but the rods were on the 2nd floor with a low ceiling so “waggling” a rod was tricky. Most of us bought our stuff at the shops out of town or from Jim but there was nowhere the number of options there are today.
Weekend jaunts to Roscoe were full of fishing and rubbing elbows with the likes of Harry Darbee, Walt Dette, Nick Lyons, Art Lee, Paul Jorgenson, Hoagy Carmichael, Walt Carpenter and the rest of the clan who were legendary in those days.
It was tough getting out of town to fish a decent stream but if the history of the sport means anything to you, it was a magic time to be a fly fisherman in NYC.