Some lures cast. This one hunts.
There is a difference, and once you have felt it you stop settling for less. A crankbait dives, wobbles, and comes back to you on a fixed path. A good swimmer does something else. It swims like it has a reason to. It hunts. The Paladin 425 is my answer to that feeling, a Danny-style swimmer built by hand from cedar in my shop here in the Berkshires. This is the story of how it comes together, and why it moves the way it does.
What a Danny-style swimmer actually is
If you have spent any time around old-school striper guys, you have heard the word Danny. It goes back to a builder named Danny Pichney, and the shape he made famous became a whole category. A Danny is a wooden surface and subsurface swimmer that throws a wide, lazy wake and rolls side to side with a slow, deliberate sway. It does not dart. It does not buzz. It swims like a tired baitfish that has no idea what is behind it.
The Pikie side of the family comes from the old Creek Chub Pikie Minnow, a jointed and straight wooden lure that dove and hunted with a tighter wobble. Two different actions, both deadly, and for a long time both of them stuck in the saltwater and musky world.
The Paladin 425 came together the honest way. I had built a Danny body, and I had a Pikie lip sitting on the bench. So I put the two together. Part of it was working with what I had in front of me, I will admit that. But once it swam, I knew I had stumbled onto something. That Pikie lip gave the slow Danny roll a tighter, searching action, the best of both worlds, and nobody was building it for the freshwater market. So I did. A hunting lure is one that never quite tracks straight. It hangs a half beat, then swings. Predators key on that hesitation. It reads as weakness, and weakness is what they eat. The Paladin does exactly that. You can fish it just under the film on a slow retrieve, or push the rod tip down and let it dig a little. Either way it hunts.
Why cedar
People ask why I build custom cedar fishing lures instead of using the plastics and resins everyone else pours. Cedar is the whole reason the Paladin swims the way it does. It is light, so the lure sits high and responds to the smallest twitch. It has a natural buoyancy that plastic fights against. When you pause a cedar swimmer, it floats up slow and level, the way a real fish rests. Predators trust that.
The cedar I use is good, clean stock. It comes from cutoffs, the offcuts and short ends that would otherwise get thrown on the burn pit because they are too small to bother with. That is a waste, so I put them to better use. The wood is dry and cured, stable and done moving. When I shape a body out of it, that body stays true. A swimmer that holds its shape holds its action. That is the quiet advantage nobody sees in the photos.
There is something satisfying in that. Taking a piece of cedar that was headed for the fire and turning it into a lure that will outlast the angler who buys it. I just call it not wasting good wood.
The spine you never see
Here is where a lot of wooden lures fail, and where I refuse to. The Paladin is wired through. One continuous length of stainless steel wire runs the entire body, nose to tail. The line tie, the belly hook hanger, and the tail hanger are all part of that single wire. Nothing is screwed into the wood. Nothing can pull out.
This matters most on a swimmer, and it matters double when a pike gets involved. A screw eye will hold a two pound largemouth all day. Put a hard-charging northern on it, or a striper if you fish the salt, and a screw eye becomes a countdown. Wiring it through takes that failure off the table. The fish is fighting the whole lure, not a fastener sunk into cedar. I have watched too many good fish come off cheap hardware to build any other way.
Drilling the hole and running that wire is slow work. It has to sit dead center through the body so the lure runs true and balanced. A wire that drifts off center gives you a swimmer that leans, and a leaning lure never hunts right. So I take my time here. This is one of the 35-plus steps that go into every build, and it is the one I will never rush.
Shaping the hunt
The action of a swimmer is designed, not left to chance. The Paladin 425 swims the way it does because every piece was chosen to make it swim that way. The body shape sets the roll. The belly weight, in the right place, decides how it sits and how hard it hunts. Even the hardware plays a part. The hook, the swivel, and the split ring have to work as a combination so they do not offset the weight and throw the whole thing off balance.
It is a precarious design, and I mean that as a compliment. It will still swim if you change a hook or swap a split ring. But this is the setup where it functions best, and I dialed it in on purpose. Move too much around, and you are fishing a different lure.
The lip, the line tie, and the details that decide it
The lip on the Paladin 425 is hand-stamped in my shop. Not ordered from a catalog. I cut and shape it here, and its angle sets how deep the lure runs and how hard it hunts. A steeper lip digs and tightens the wobble. A shallower one keeps it up near the surface with a wider roll. I dial that in by hand for the action I want out of this model.
Little things stack up. The way the line tie sits. The hook hanger spacing. The balance of the hooks I hang. Change any one of them and the swim changes. Building handcrafted bass lures means living in those millimeters, because the fish live there too. A mass-produced lure gets an average. A handmade one gets a decision. Every Paladin is a stack of small decisions I made on purpose.
Paint that earns the topcoat
Once the body swims right, it earns its finish. The paint on a Paladin goes on in layers, by hand, one pass at a time. I build the color the way light builds on real scales, base to belly to back, with the detail work coming last. If you want the long version of how a Lost Art finish comes together, I wrote a whole piece on the paint process and how it is built layer by layer.
The last step is a clear topcoat that seals everything and takes the beating. Teeth, rocks, dock pilings, the bottom of a kayak. The topcoat is what lets a wooden lure fish hard for years instead of chipping after a season. It also gives the Paladin that wet, alive look in the water that no matte finish ever matches.
Where the Paladin 425 earns its keep
Right now it is high summer here in the Berkshires. The water on Otis Reservoir and Stockbridge Bowl has warmed up, the bass have pushed off the beds and settled into their summer patterns, and the pike are hanging on the edges of the weeds waiting to ambush. This is Paladin weather.
In the low light of early morning, I like to fish it just under the surface with a slow, steady retrieve. Let the wake do the work. On calm water, that hunting roll pulls fish up from surprising depth. When the sun climbs and the bass slide deeper into cover, I push the rod tip down and swim it a little lower along weed lines and points, using the tighter Pikie action to search.
Smallmouth love this size. The 425 is right in the wheelhouse for a good smallie, and make no mistake, a five-pound smallmouth is a hell of a fight. They will run this lure down and crush it. Largemouth come for it too, especially when I swim it along weed lines and points as the sun climbs. And pike will absolutely eat it. That slow, wounded sway is exactly the profile a northern is built to hunt, and because the lure is wired through, I can throw it into the nastiest weed edges without worrying about what happens when one hits.
I fish out of a kayak, low and slow, and a swimmer like this is made for that pace. You are not burning water. You are working it. Around here I throw it on Lake Buel, Onota, and Pontoosuc through the summer, and it has a way of raising the fish that ignore a fast bait. If you are after the truly big predators, the pike, the musky, and the stripers, that is what the bigger Paladin 525 is built for. But for bass, smallmouth and largemouth both, the Paladin 425 is the one clipped to my line.
Why it costs what it costs
I will be straight with you. This is not a five-dollar lure, and it never will be. A Paladin 425 runs forty-eight dollars, and every bit of that price is in the bench time. Shaping the body, bending and setting the wire that runs the length of it, cutting and stamping the lip, building the paint in layers, sealing it; thirty-five steps and change, one lure at a time, in small batches, by one guy who has caught fish on every model he sells.
When you buy an artisan bass lure like this, you are not paying for a mold and a machine. You are paying for the decisions. As a wooden lure maker in New England, I am not trying to out-cheap the big brands. I could not, and I would not want to. I am trying to build the lure I wish I could have bought twenty years ago, the one that hunts instead of just swims, the one that holds a big fish because the hardware runs all the way through. That is what the price buys. It buys a lure that earns its place in your box.
Handmade wooden fishing lures are a slower way to do almost everything. Slower to build, slower to fish, slower to sell. But the fish do not know about any of that. They know a bait that moves right when the fast stuff has stopped working. The Paladin 425 is built to be that bait.
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- Brad