Round Valley Project Update 4/22

RV 

Changes for Whelk Harvest

DEC 

Scungilli.

I tried harvesting whelks while earning my living as a self-employed clammer. That didn't work out, but there is a market for them. Did plenty well clamming. It was just interesting to try for whelks, try to harvest enough crabs to make money on them. Eels. 

A friend of mine did fantastically at the eels. Twenty grand in two months each spring season. He had a permanent rental on a lagoon, so his eel cage was well-set. I built one and placed it in deep water off the end of a street. 

You can guess what happened. A day or two later it was vandalized. Can't blame whoever did it. Off the end of a public street is no place to put one. 

Message from Pennsylvania Fish & Boat Commission

PA 

Uphill at 60?

Thanks to my brother Rick's interest in the recent big bass, I realized I underestimated myself in that post. This is my fourth consecutive year of bass 20 inches or longer. I probably have caught a number of bass over 19 inches every year of the past 12, too. Caught a 20-incher in 2014, also. That one from shore at Round Valley Reservoir. 

Which makes me wonder. Am I on an uphill curve at age 60?

Better not to hope. But who knows. No hubris here. There are guys in Jersey who do a lot better than me. I just want to go on, that's all.

Pickerel and Trout Contest Results

Laurie Murphy:

The Knee Deep Club held their Pickerel and Trout contests this past weekend. Following are the winners for the Trout Contest with 1st place going to Hunter Good with a 1 lb 11 oz fish, winning him $390,  2nd place going to Kenny J. with his 1 lb 7 ozer, getting him $187 along  with 3rd place going to Bob Smith with his 1 lb 4 oz trout. He won $156.  Fourth, fifth and sixth place winners, Mike Kolodziej, John Moran, and Harry Selnow each won a $20 gift card to Dows.  The Pickerel Contest winners included Stan Cherry with a 3lb 5 oz fish, winning him $400. $300 went to Jeff Good for 2nd place with his 2 lb 12 oz fish, and Justin Yannetta took 3rd with a 2 lb 10 oz toothy critter. He won $160 for his efforts. Gift cards also went to John Slader, Edward Robillard, and Phil Meyer. The Knee Deep Clubs next contest will be for walleye on May 22nd and 23rd. That season will open up again on May 1st. Despite some cooler water temps, there were many walleye caught this week.  These fish are mostly shallow, with the large majority of them taken on stickbaits and swimbaits. We are open early with boat rentals, live bait and tackle. Have a great week !

The One-Pound Test

I had the good sense to leave my camera bag home, though I did wear my GoPro on my head, in a non-waterproof case designed to allow for an external mic. (Talking to nobody there in the woods....hmmm.) But I paid $325.00 for the GoPro almost 10 years ago, which compares little to the 10K or so the bag is worth.

I crossed a current that threatened to drown me; well, which would at least cost me, had I carried that bag...all the more likely my foot would have slipped on those algae-covered rocks. I went underneath a low deadfall over the river. I waded up to my waist at the edge of a deep hole. I climbed a steep and rather unstable bank. 

In general, I joyfully risked my life as I like to do.

I also knew better than to bring Sadie. I would still be back there as it's getting dark now. In protest, Trish took her on a long walk. I'll tell her why, and she'll feel for my safety. Better the dog not get in trouble. 

It's been almost 10 years--October 6, 2011--since I've fished that stretch of river. "And then one day you find...." as Pink Floyd puts it. Shocked to realize it's been that long, I nevertheless saw the river has changed drastically. 

I was a long way downstream of the stocking point and miles upstream of the next. Using my one-pound test and tiny spinning rod & reel, I hooked a trout on my first cast, lost it, figuring "here we go." Turns out there aren't so many there. And others have had the same idea. Boot prints. I caught one, which did not die of lactic acid poisoning. I was recently criticized on a trout forum for using line so light. No, I get the trout in plenty fast. After all, they're just 10- and 12-inch hatchery fish. If you can't handle them on one-pound test, then go ahead. Use heavier as everyone else does.

I doubt anyone else in the entire nation uses one-pound test.

October 6, 2011

Big Bass and Pickerel Early Season

The past five years on the job have been tough; yesterday was one of the more tough days at meeting customer demand, but before I was on the road for home, unsolicited, I exclaimed to my boss, "All's under control!"

"I wouldn't doubt it for a second."

Gives the backbone some steel to have heard it form him. 

I got home, made some further arrangements with Brian, got sleep, got up at 4:30. I had been hoping, low key, that today I would begin my yearly tally of 18-inch largemouths. Every season, I catch a number of them, usually some 19-inchers, and last year I caught two 20-inchers. The bass in the photo struck an inline Mepp's Aglia as if nothing was going to stop it from going. I measured it at 21 1/2 inches. That's difficult to do in the canoe and the measurement might have been a little off, but not by much.

Brian had said, "Nice one?"

"Big," I said. 

I got it to the net swiftly, Brian not having yet seen it, me feeling as if the connection to the treble hook might be weak. The bass seemed to carry with it an ominous shadow the size of a small hippopotamus, which seemed to be no mere physical attribute, but an intelligent presence--if on the dark side--that told me I better not lose it. And if I had, I take it all of my life hereon would have sunk a little deeper into such shadow. So unnecessarily. As if the necessary thing was to boat the bass, though it had been a gamble from the beginning. 

He lifted, and exclaimed, "It's a six-pounder! Twenty-two, twenty-three inches!"

"It's not 23," I said, experiencing a clear image of how massive my 23 1/4-incher from Merrill Creek Reservoir appeared. But I did think it might be 22. 

I think it was a half inch shorter, but in any event, the bass was bigger than my 20's last year. How much it weighed, we don't know, more concerned with releasing the fish safely. I felt certain it wasn't six, but surely a smidgen over five.

Brian nailed one a minute later on a Chatterbait I thought was 19 inches, though we didn't measure it. Later, he caught one about 18, another about 15, and four pickerel, including one I thought was 24 inches, though skinny. His other pickerel were nice fish, but it's the one he lost--and by the feel he thinks it was a pickerel--I wanted to know about. I saw how the 24-incher put a bend in his rod and fought. And I saw how the bigger fish did the same by a deeper bend. Brian couldn't move it. It went deep and stayed in place, the rod twitching at its thrusts.

There probably are pickerel in this lake slightly over 30 inches.

I ended the day with the single bass, two pickerel, two perch a foot long, and a bluegill almost that long. I also lost a big pickerel, which might have been 26 inches but not nearly 30. The head came out of the water and impressed me as massive. The spinner shook free, and like Brian and his loss, all that remained was a moment of longing as large as the lake. 

It's a privilege to fish that lake, and I thank Brian and Sam. We treat the fish well, trying to release them as if the worst consequence is an improved education. We all know how that can hurt, but maybe it makes us a little wiser.  

Big Bass