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"It’s the line of death Infidel, beyond which your backcast will not cross.."

Overreacting a little bit It’s the tertiary phase of plundering a communal resource, tensions around the globe are escalating mightily around fishing and fishermen.

North and South Korea got into a shoving match at Panmunjom, the Russians have just confiscated Japanese trawlers, and even Croatia is about to lay claim to parts of the Adriatic. Little wonder that boorish angling behavior is on the rise domestically.

We’ve all been victimized, and we’ve read tales of uncaring oafs disturbing someone’s in-stream reverie in most of the major periodicals. Perhaps it’s not as personal as once thought – maybe it’s a growing trend.

Competition for fishing resources is on the increase, even though anglers are on the decline.  “Quality” fishing is available in an ever shrinking area, and despite fewer anglers, fresh and saltwater fisheries are losing ground. Similar issues beset commercial fishermen, with the developing countries protesting their fishing grounds are being ravaged by the fleets from developed countries.

Fishing etiquette assumes neither fellow is starving, while that isn’t likely anytime soon, you may want to pause before ripping an interloper a new one. It’s probable that as the pristine areas shrink, we’ll be forced into ever closer contact.

I’m not saying I like it, I’d rather not go down in history as “..the guy that yelled at Jesus..”

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"Old Nondescript" has a weakness that begs exploitation

Even the fish were huddled for warmth I’ve never caught a fish enough times to name it, I always thought the practice was proof the angler needed to fish somewhere’s else. Old angling cartoons first acquainted me with the practice, usually with some big city swell telling some kid to put the big SOB back before “Old TackleBuster” expired.

If I was the kid, I would’ve kicked Mr. Aberchrombie and Fitch in the nuts, then taken off running, but I always was an insensitive little brute..

I was supposed to go Christmas shopping and when no one was looking snuck the rod in the back of the truck instead – figuring two hours of fishing and an hour of shopping technically qualifies. If you are lucky enough to have water nearby, Christmas is the perfect subterfuge – you scuff  the ground with your toe and claim it’s her present you’re shopping for – otherwise you’d be thrilled at spending the afternoon shopping for Aunt WhatsHerName and her idjit children.

That’s not insensitive, that’s practical.

It’s getting cold in the morning, and even the fish were huddled for warmth. I hit two or three spots and had little success – figuring the bite may pick up with additional sun on the water.

It's finally finished, likely under budget as well The beaver had completed the dam on the “Hatchery” stretch, raising the water level by two feet. Industrious fellow, I would love to see a time lapse photography of how he managed to get all that brush and timber into the creek. It’s a two phase build method, they plunk all the branches into the water then go upstream and uproot as much weed as they can, the branches catch it all and make a perfect watertight wall.

I had tested Curly’s Nondescript nymphs here last week, and remembering that big smallmouth that cracked me off, I had another six Nondescript Blacks to tempt him. I didn’t figure he would be fool enough to eat another one, I was hoping some of his relatives might.

The fourth cast into the brush pile was perfect, the fly was in the branches above his hiding spot and I let the current pull it off and drop it in his living room. I gave it one tug and then all hell broke loose, water flying, fish airborne, and me standing there with an unlit cigar and a foolish grin.

I got as far as “Son of a…” before the line went slack. “Old Nondescript” had busted me off a second time, and now he had two flies in his face. I can only hope they’re at opposite ends of his jaw so he still swims straight…

Nice fish, and with the extra two foot of water depth he’s likely to get a lot bigger. Addiction to Nondescript nymphs should prove his undoing, as I’m the only “dealer” in the area, I’ll be sure to make him pose.

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It’s a food chain issue, I’m at the top so I’m a bully

Vegan Zombie Quoting PETA to generate controversy is as tired as Britney Spears minus undergarments, a quick blip of interest followed by an unpleasant aftertaste, knowing you’ve been played.

Bad taste was what I was left with after reading another nebulous, fluffy article about “Catch and Release” in the Sacramento Bee; grab a couple facts, quote the lunatic fringe, then sign off with a question mark.

I figured to complete the article, purely in the interests of Science.

Biologists are certain that releasing fish helps sustain populations that would falter if those fish were eaten. But they know much less about how repeated releases may affect breeding, behavior and more.

Humans that are released repeatedly show little ill effects; initial relief, then despair as assets are carved up, within weeks the male shows the same self destructive behavior as before the marriage, implying males learned little or nothing from the experience.

It is a comparison that does not sit well with People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals.

“Every parent who fishes is telling their kids that it’s fun to torment and abuse animals,” said Lindsay Rajt, manager of the group’s factory farming and vegan campaigns.

“There are a variety of ways to enjoy the outdoors that don’t involve hooking a live animal by the mouth and dragging them into an environment where they can’t breathe,” she said.

Perhaps the above would be a bit more revealing if we altered a couple of words.

Every parent who abuses their spouse is telling their kids that it’s fun to torment and abuse animals. There are a variety of ways to enjoy others that don’t involve hooking a live animal by the mouth and dragging them into an environment where they can’t breathe,” she said.

Most of the husbands I spoke with would consider “holding her purse at Macy’s” or visiting the In-Laws to be just such an environment. Mankind seems to have bounced back from the experience, so can it be as insufferable as the PETA radicals make out?

“Even the world’s most renowned expert in pain can’t tell you if a fish feels pain,” said Steve Jinks, a professor of anesthesiology and pain medicine at UC Davis Medical School.

The medical community is split on whether “pain” is only felt by sentient critters, requiring higher brain development than fish exhibit. I have little doubt that fish feel pain, to say otherwise is to dabble in human arrogance.

On the human front pain is essential to our survival, it teaches us what is safe and what’s unsafe, with animals it can be no different.

We are putting selective pressure on every bass fishery around and selecting for the least aggressive fish,” he said. “It probably means they’re not as good defenders of their babies … which can’t be good for the population.”

I disagree completely. If a fish is caught and associates a Royal Trude with flesh damage, it’s likely that it won’t eat another one. Angling is the art of presenting the Royal Trude in a manner that disguises it as something else, hence the fish can be caught more than once.

For the PETA loyalists,I enjoy both fishing and catching, and I do so with the knowledge that I am causing fish pain. I attempt to minimize suffering by releasing fish with as little stress as possible, even when it pains me to do so.

I am a brute, I share the top of the food chain with other brutes.

Rather than trying to get me to stop fishing, why don’t you prove that a radish has no feelings, as long as there’s reasonable doubt, you’re treading on thin ice.

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I think I’ll sidestep the issue and add Pickles

Fish recall The latest Chinese toy recalls include 14000 fishing games, containing a fishing pole and 4 practice fish – all exceeding the allowable levels of lead. With all the furor associated with lead in toys, I’m wondering whether anyone has thought to test real fish?

We yank the plastic rod out of the little tyke’s hands, and to keep him from crying – hand him a Tuna sandwich?

Mercury and Arsenic always get top billing, but lead has to be right up there, and what better way to smooth Sino-American relations then by recalling all them Beijing Fillet O’ Fish sandwiches?

Lead in fish is measured in PPM (parts per million), lead exposure is in micro-grams, lacking a conversion table I’m not sure whether to spit out the tuna or  add additional mayo to thin it … This is where it gets really complex, as additional celery or onions may contain Ecoli, mayo is oily “white death”, and more tuna boosts the exposure – it’s a case of “pick your favorite poison.”

Too darn complex for me, I’ll duck the issue by adding pickles and take my chances.

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Even a Brownliner would scream like a little girl

If you want the fly back, you reach in there It’s called “the things you can’t Un-See,” an Internet phenomenon where a buddy sends you a non-descriptive link with some bland come-hither line like, “I thought you would like this…”

Clicking it results in an involuntary gag, or a spouse that thinks she’s married a pervert – now you’re obliged to find something equally gross to return the compliment to this erstwhile friend.

The link I clicked was not so innocent, entitled “The 10 Nastiest Fish in the World,” – and the result would send a hardened Brownliner fleeing in terror. A better descriptor would be “The 10 Fish you’d cut the fly line to Avoid” – featuring lots of teeth, slime, and the urge to go vegetarian.

Fly fishing for the above Goliath Tigerfish is billed as “one of the last frontiers” by the folks at North Wales Flyfishing School, 9-11 weight, with 40lb single trace wire leader required. It looks more like suicide to me, I’d be lucky if I could summon the nerve to stick my toe in the river.

The Daytripper is tieing for ’08 and I haven’t even tasted Eggnog yet

I figured I was safe, neatly tucked away on the bottom left margin of the Daytripper’s Blog was the “Tying for 2008” entry. Like all great procrastinators I assumed he wouldn’t dare increment it until February, minimum.

Now he’s ahead of us and we’re playing “catch up.”

Brownlining is hell on flies, nymphs mostly, and my nymph stash has been getting augmented regularly. It’s part and parcel of the smallmouth fishing on the Little Stinking – I tie a dozen and leave six on tree limbs trying for that tight cast against the underbrush. Naturally the one cast that gets in close is traveling at 150 mph and blows hell out of whatever I thought lived there..

The concussion alone teaches them fish a lesson.

Prodded by Alex, I cracked open the dry fly box to see what’s missing and found a lot of work for this winter. I should be able to stay abreast of Daytripper, as all of my small dries, rough water caddis, and cripples have been sorely used.

Pale Morning Dun Cripple (Hat Creek, Fall River)I was introduced to Bob Quigley’s “cripples” years ago when he lived near Fall River, one of those rare fly tiers whose creations are both graceful and practical, flies that fool fish rather than fishermen.

The theory is simple, tie the rear half of the fly in the colors of the nymph, and the front half in the colors of the adult. Grease the front portion only, and the fly will lay “arse down” at an angle simulating an emerger.

I use them interchangeably with the adult dry fly, they work well as the mature imitation in hatch conditions, and in many cases, work better. Any traditional mayfly dry can be adapted to the “cripple” style, just by adding the appropriate nymph coloration.

I had heard that the idea came when he was eyeballing a semi-destroyed Humpy, that may be myth, it was the prevailing story of the time.

Emerger patterns can be frustrating to fish, many rely on the bug being partially sunken, while effective as an imitation it’s difficult to see. Cripple wings are cocked forward at a 45 degree angle intentionally, as the rear portion sinks down into the surface film, the wing rises to the vertical position allowing the angler to retain the traditional dry fly profile, enhancing the flies visibility.

This’ll give you something to keep pace with the Daytripper, he’s got seven done – where’s yours?

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Don’t mind us, we’re just tormenting the Trout Underground

Halving my gruel ration” is pretty sacred stuff for us portly types. It’s like hearing the “Defcon 4” klaxon echoing through Cheyenne Mountain, requiring instantaneous response.

Hate Keeps A Man alive, write well and live #41 …that’s OK, this was what TC was going to unwrap for Christmas, a genuine bamboo monitor, with matching bamboo mouse.

Now I’m thinking the rubber dogdoo or the inflatable fish bladder is the appropriate gift, that’ll teach him to mess with fat guys.

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Lake Davis gets some new residents

Lake Davis, California I was only kidding about the “too-big” trout for pike to eat, it appears the Department of Fish and Game was paying attention however, as they’ve just planted 33,000 pounds of 2-4lb Eagle Lake rainbows in Lake Davis.

Actually it was the American River hatchery that pressed the issue, as the trout earmarked to restock the lake were growing too large to retain in pens.

Results of the poisoning were also published, 50,000 pounds of dead fish were recovered after the lake was treated, 6% were pike, 80% were bullheads, less than 1% were trout.

75,000 more trout will be released in the Spring, the lake will remain closed to all fishing in the interim.

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The new measure of success: you still have all 10 fingers

I wasn't paying attention and that last one go me I remember seeing my first leader dispenser wondering why was this gadget necessary? Naturally, I was looking at the “dry” version and had no idea that you had to soak a catgut leader to make it supple.

We’re the “monofilament” generation, and it’s possible some small gadget may linger for your kids to ponder. Synthetic filaments are on the rise from many kinds of unrelated science, many have superior qualities over what we currently use, but none are mass produced, and no “heir apparent” exists to replace nylon and its many variations.

From Japan comes the latest entry, genetic manipulation of silkworms to produce “Spider Silk,” actual spider web that can be spun into threads and fabric.

“Researchers at Shinshu University have succeeded in injecting spider genes into silkworms to create a thread that is stronger, softer and more durable than conventional silk. A Japanese manufacturer is already experimenting with the thread, and spider socks, stockings and even fishing lines are expected to appear on the market within a few years.”

At the moment only 10% of the modified silkworms produce spider web rather than silk, but research continues with the goal of 50% production.

“Dragline silk”, which spiders use to raise and lower themselves and to construct the spokes of their webs, has one of the highest tensile strengths of any natural substance – five times that of a thread of steel of the same thickness. In terms of its ability to absorb impact, it is superior to Kevlar, the plastic fibre used for antistab vests and body armour.”

Anyone that’s worked with Kevlar thread knows its inherent danger; the small diameter opposed to breaking strength means you don’t want it wrapped around flesh if you’re trying to break it. The same would be true for a leader with 15X tippet, but rated at 5lb test – it would slice you to ribbons with a flopping fish on the end.

Fly tiers will lust after it due to the fine diameter and bulk reduction, it may require us to rethink some fly tying mechanics as it may simply slice through material rather than bind it to the hook shank. 40,000 yards of 20lb backing on a trout reel would be interesting, until it crushed your large arbor spool from the pressure…

Yep, you guessed it, they’re going to make us buy all new everything again..

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Fantasy Sports have finally reached their pinnacle

The fantasy partGuilty. I am a devotee of fantasy football, usually my fantasy ends on draft night and becomes a horrid reality the following Sunday.

I knew it was only a matter of time, but now we’ve got Fantasy Fishing –  I can look forward to public humiliation at the hands of my favorite bass pro.

Any fantasy sports aficionado knows the strength of his team lies in avoiding injury, while “torn anterior cruciate” ligaments end the season for football players, I can only imagine how a strained Gluteus Maximus would cut a season short for a fisherman.

I suppose I can check injury reports by reading the Police Blotter, scanning the “drunk and disorderly” section, thankfully most newspapers are online now.

A $1,000,000 cash prize is available, so start preparing your draft. I’ll trade Tom Chandler and Ernie Schwiebert for Cal Bird, any takers?

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