A guest post by Field & Stream Editorial Assistant Ashley Day.
As a Floridian, former high school crew coxswain, and daughter of a serious fisherman, I feel completely at home on the water. This isn’t to be mistaken for any familiarity with fishing. Despite consistent, lifelong proximity to fishing, I have ultimately opted to sunbathe at every given opportunity. But when Joe Cermele invited me shark fishing last Friday, I simply couldn’t resist the offer. I only Tweet, forego make up, or wake up at 5 a.m. in circumstances as extreme as this.
Over at The Trout Underground, where blogger Tom Chandler often writes very cleverly about flyfishing, was a post the other day about visiting his dermatologist and changing his fishing headgear as a result. Since I likewise just paid a long-overdue to a skin doctor, this is very much on my mind.
Like many others, I am on or in the water for long periods, day after day, often in bright sun. I am also fair-skinned and especially susceptible to skin cancers. Sure enough, the good doctor found a half-dozen spots on my head and neck that will have to be sliced and diced.
Every year prior to the ICAST Show, Berkley sends me a little care package with some sneak-peek samples of their 2011 releases. This year, a lot of it is from their Gulp! line. I enjoy getting this box very much, because I must say I'm always intrigued by the stuff they come up with. As an example, at first glance I thought this was a pack of Gulp! nightcrawlers. They look natural and even have a two-tone pattern. But nope. These are "shad guts" in the "bloody guts" color. If I were to jump into bait design, I'd like to work for Berkley. They must really have fun coming up with this stuff.
I found a story in the New York Times this morning about Jake Lawrence (photo) and Jacob Hardy that has me shaking my head. Hardy and Lawrence are the first two students in America to receive athletic scholarships for competitive bass fishing. The duo fishes for Bethel University. Also joining the team this season is Lauren Stamps, who is the first female angler to earn a scholarship for largemouth hunting. On one hand, all these kids deserve a pat on the back for such achievements. On the other hand, the whole thing is just not fair.
Here's a little Tuesday humor for you from the late, great comedian Mitch Hedberg. This should give you something to think about next time you release a fish. Sometimes I don't think we anglers concern ourselves enough with fish schedules. - JC
This thought occurred to me the other day while fishing a no-kill area of a major trout river: Should it be “artificial lures only” or should it be “fly fishing only?”
That’s not a simple question. Artificials-only allows spinning tackle and lures to be fished side by side with all the fly anglers who most commonly populate such areas. That’s democratic and, I think, generally a good thing.
It's tradition that my dad and I fish together on Father's Day. In lieu of a gift, I generally pay for fuel, bait, and lunch. But if your dad fishes and you've yet to buy a gift, let me recommend a few. Does dad have a good pair of long-nose pliers? How about some bite-proof fishing gloves? A book on proper methods for releasing toothy fish might be good. If these things don't seem "special" enough, watch the video below and you'll understand their importance. I hope all you dads have a happy and safe Father's Day.
I take a lot of people fishing every year, but for the most part they're folks I know well or perhaps friends of friends. If we strike out, I say "too bad." Last weekend, however, I took complete strangers out for the first time. A fishing club I belong to offered a guided day on a private stretch of river to an auction that benefited foster children. I volunteered to play guide, and Steve Gilbert and his 17-year-old son Alex were the lucky bidders. Was I nervous? A little.
Ever tried to free snagged braid by hand without wearing a glove? If you have, there is a strong possibility that was the first and last time. Braid has major benefits on the water, which we all know, but the stuff can be downright nasty if you're not careful. If you've never gotten a braid cut, multiply a paper cut by five or so. Now, if you can imagine that, think of what it must feel like to get clotheslined in the face with braid while flying down a trail on your mountain bike. It happened to Sandy Jacobson (below) last week in Canada, and it ain't pretty.