Dead NC Stripers, or, Putting My Devil’s Advocate Hat On

By now, I’m sure you’ve heard the story about the commercial fishing operations off the coast of North Carolina who have been, “slaughtering thousands of striped bass by tossing the smaller fish overboard, trying to keep larger stripers and remain under their 50 fish limit.”

I can’t be the only one who sees the irony here.

If you’re unaware, there has been an ongoing feud between commercial striper fishermen and recreational striper fisherman.  Each side claiming the other is the bad guy, ruining striped bass populations for all of us.

Being a recreational fisherman, I tend to side with the rec guys, but how would the world react if they saw all of the stripers who eventually die from the practice of catch & release (lactic acid build-up), and they got to see them floating belly-up,  all at once, like the photos we’re seeing from NC?

I’m guessing these hypothetical headlines wouldn’t show us rec guys under a favorable  light.

I know those schoolie stripers are fun on the 6 or 7-weight, but for the fish’s well-being, take the 8, 9, or 10-weight.

I’m not saying, I’m just sayin’

Felt Bans Are a Step in the Right Direction

The following is an opinion piece I wrote for my college journalism class in the Fall of 2010.

Geoff Schaake, 37, of Ballston Spa, NY wades along a stretch of the West Branch of the Delaware River. Schaake is one of many New York fly anglers who are concerned with the presence of Didymo in yet another New York watershed, Kayderosseras Creek.

This Spring, biologists at New York’s Department of Environmental Conservation confirmed that the invasive algae Didymosphenia geminata, commonly known as “rock snot” is present in another one of New York state’s trout streams. This time, Kayderosseras Creek has been invaded. The “Kaydeross,” as it is known locally, is a medium-sized stream that lies about 30 minutes west of the Battenkill River.

In 2007, the Battenkill was the first body of water in New York where Didymo populations were confirmed. Since that time, Didymo has been confirmed in the Delaware River System and Esopus Creek.

Conservation groups such as Trout Unlimited and proactive wading boot manufacturers have made proposals to encourage anglers to voluntarily cease from using felt soles.  States such as Maryland, Vermont and Alaska have passed legislation making the use of felt soles illegal.  These proposals and legislation have fueled debates on the issue at boat ramps and tackle shops around the country.

One only needs to take a quick glance at the list of places in the Northeast, and other regions in the U.S.A., with confirmed Didymo populations, and they’ll see that all of these waterways share two common bonds. These are all easily wadeable streams which receive an above average influx of traveling anglers. Furthermore, the center of Didymo’s infestation on these streams are primarily at locations where wading anglers gain access to them.

Despite this smoking gun, there continues to be a segment of the angling community who either adamantly denounce that anglers are at fault, or who feel that precautionary measures, such as discontinuing the use of felt-soled wading boots, will have any benefit.

“This is a feel-good attempt to fix a big problem while totally missing other causes– canoes and kayaks to name a few,” said Ed Ostapczuk of Shokan, New York in a story by Morgan Lyle called Felt Soled Waders May be Banned on some Catskills Rivers. Ostapczuk is an avid angler of that creek and longtime advocate for ecologically sound management of New York City’s reservoir system, who opposes felt sole bans.  Ostapczuk isn’t alone. A common question asked by felt sole ban proponents is, “What good will banning felt soles do when boats, waders, and other parts of the boots are also going to be transferring invasives?”

As stewards of the natural resources we so often exploit, it is our duty to take any precautionary measures available to us to remedy or prevent the further spread of Didymo and other invasive species. The conservation organizations and companies who are lobbying to discontinue the use of felt aren’t doing so because they want anglers to buy new wading boots, they’re doing it because there is valid science behind it. Research by several independent labs found that felt soles are the single most likely piece of fishing equipment on which aquatic nuisance species will be transferred from one water body to another.

Banning the use of felt soles is by no means the knockout blow we’re looking for. However, there is no debating the fact that eliminating the use of felt soles, either legislatively or voluntarily, will reduce the spread of invasive species such as Didymo. Wars are won by winning battles and some victories are measured by small, incremental gains. That is what this is about.

Why You Suck at Fly Fishing

“A lot of people want to be rich, they just don’t want to put the work in to get there. “
-forgot where I heard it

Great fishermen don’t spend a lot of time fishing stretches of water dominated by hatchery fish.  They don’t stand on the same rock, or even in the same run all day.  They’re always moving, covering as much water as possible, only slowing down when they’re into fish.  While experience gives them an idea of which flies they’ll need for the day, they don’t actually know which ones they’ll be using until they’re on the water.  And if that fly isn’t working, they don’t stick with it cause they caught a really big fish five years ago in this spot with it.  They will go through fly- after fly after fly after fly- until they find the one that does.  When fly changes don’t work, they’re adjusting leader and tippet diameter, or leader length, or the distance between their indicator and the fly, or the amount of split shot on the leader, or their drift, or anything else they have control over.  And if they don’t have control of something like the weather, they adapt to it.  Speaking of the weather…while good fishermen will try and catch the weather on the nightly news, they don’t let it determine if they’re going out or not.  If it is going to be 103°F and humid, or 6°F and windy, they still fish.

They’re constantly thinking.  While you’re admiring the beautiful sunset, they’re anticipating where the fish will hold after it gets dark, as well as which fly and what size tippet to go to. Good fishermen fish a lot.  They fish for as long as they can, whenever they can.  There is no such thing as not having time to fish.  There is only making time to fish.  And don’t go accusing them of being bachelors with no idea of the responsibilities that a family man has.  They have jobs and families too, its just that instead of sitting on the couch for an hour when they get home from work, or after dinner, they’re spending that time on the water or at the fly tying bench.

Its not that they love it more than you, its just that they work harder.

Those Poor Kids…

I had planned to do the next installment of How to Be a Fly Fishing Blog Superstar, but I read a story this morning that just kind of blew me away.

Yesterday afternoon, the NYDEC stocked about 1,000 Brown Trout in Geyser Creek, a local trickle running through Saratoga Spa State Park.  It’s an annual event featuring  live music and educational booths about fishing, local wildlife and renewable energy.

From the Saratogian-

“The annual event allows children to fill a bucket with water and a fish that was raised at the Van Hornseville Fish Hatchery, operated by the state’s Department of Environmental Conservation, and then release the fish back into the creek.

More than a thousand people waited for at least an hour in a line that snaked across the entire picnic area and along the creek for their chance to see a fish up close.”

I guess there are days when I happily wait over 8 hours to see fish up close, with no guarantee of reaching the front of the line- but at least there’s no line.  So it wasn’t that part that bothered me so much- it was this one.

Noah Cowitt, 10, said this was his third year at the fish stocking. “You never really get to see fishes that close,” he said. “It’s fun to see them go into the river.”

I know it’s great that this event might have catalized this kid’s interest in fish, which could lead to his interest in fishing.  But how sad is it that a 10 year old never get’s to see fish that close?

On a related note, my son and I have been hitting the local river on a daily basis.  I haven’t been doing much fishing- mostly just removing snags, adjusting bobbers, removing fish and tying knots- but April has been a great month on the water.  The other day I had triple duty as my daughter and one of my son’s friends came along.  Despite their legs being half as long as my own, I could barely keep up with them on the walk from the car to the river.  My daughter caught the most fish, and a snake.  My son’s friend caught a few and loved every minute of it.  The highlight of the day for my son was catching the fish below, a ~25″ Chain Pickerel- a big one.

Before I share the pic, I have to share the story behind the excitement in his eyes.

He has wanted to catch a toothy critter for years. When he was 4 he saw a guy on TV catching Musky.  His quest for his own began the next day.  We went to a lake and he cast the biggest spinner bait in his tackle box, non-stop, for 3 or 4 hours while I caught bass after bass. I don’t know about you, but I certainly didn’t have that kind of perseverance at that age, which is why I didn’t have the heart to tell him there were no Musky in that lake.

He has since broadened his quest for toothy fish to Pike and Pickerel, but until the other day, hadn’t got his unicorn.

cole with chain pickerel