Their gear fits. It works.
Simms is staffed by great people who listen, who respond, and who offer great product service. I call or email and get a human person to answer questions or listen to my pitiful story. “Yeah, I’ve only worn those waders three days, max'” I say. They laugh. They know I’ve spent months sitting on a rope seat, weeks crawling on hands and knees through blackberry bushes. No matter, they listen patiently and patch the holes.
My friends and co-workers laugh at me. “Mr. Simms,” they call me. Even my wife teases me, “not another Simms shirt today?” “Yes dear,” I say.
Besides, I like the way the sleeves are long enough. And now that I’ve lost those few pounds after my cardiac incident, my XL waders aren’t quite as tight. Ahhaah.