Like to put yourself in this picture? I don’t post many hero shots on this blog, which would be a little unseemly and there aren’t all that many of them to begin with. But there’s another point to this big Manitoba pike I took on a fly rod some years back.
There was a little fish-type activity here over Christmas weekend, despite its being a cold and blustery winter holiday. I warmed things up a bit by making an old-fashioned New England fish chowder. Here’s how it worked.
Traditional ingredients are local to the New England coast, but can be found anywhere: salt pork, cod or haddock (or any sweet, white-fleshed fish from freshwater or salt), onions, potatoes, water, milk or cream or both, salt and pepper. The trick is in adding ingredients in the right order to account for differences in cooking times.
Happy winter solstice. Today being the first official day of winter, I’m reminded of the aching twinge I feel in my right (casting arm) shoulder when it gets cold.
After about 60 years of repetitive casting motions, especially with fly rods, my shoulder was a mess, somewhat like that of an overworked baseball pitcher. The rotator cuff was rough, plus a little bone-spur growth, plus arthritis...it had gotten to a point at which I could no longer cast without substantial pain.
Quite a while back in a post here I referred to circle hooks as catch-and-release hooks for fishing with live bait. I was rightly taken to the woodshed by a reader who pointed out that circle hooks were originally (and still are) a commercial-fishing hook because of their high hooking rate on commercial-line sets for fish such as halibut.
But with that clarification out of the way, I still have a question. Who out there is using circle hooks and for what fish?
Fish don't care one lick that you've set a day (or three) aside to film an episode of a web fishing show. I've learned much about this since I started putting "Hook Shots" together back in the spring. I'll come clean: for every episode you've seen this season, I've had at least two misses in between. So for the final episode of 2009, I thought I'd go out on a humble note and show you some of the intended Hook Shots that just never came to pass. Hopefully, you'll get a laugh or two.
Batteries not included. Those just might be the scariest three words ever. Especially at this season when dealing with Christmas gifts that require electricity or wiring or some kind of assembly. It’s enough to drive anybody nuts.
Last night I was digging through my freezer and buried beneath the Ellio's Pizza and a few venison backstraps, I found this lone vacuum-sealed trout. I thought quite hard about where it came from. I'm usually pretty good about marking the date and species on all sealed fish, but this 12-inch brown trout, no doubt a local stocker, is anonymous and apparently slipped out of view during cold storage. Its origins remain a mystery.
This yarn involves some Michigan steelhead, the late actress Lee Remick, and a bottle of bourbon. If you’re a teetotaler, you might want to skip it. But then again, you might find it interesting, too.
My wife was watching the classic 1959 film Anatomy of a Murder over the weekend, which was shot on location in northern Michigan and starred both Remick and the great Jimmy Stewart. That brought this story to mind.
It sometimes seems there are hundreds of books out there for people who flyfish for trout while only a handful of titles for everybody else. Flyfishermen are a small minority among all anglers. Are they the only ones who read?