fishing

Lessons Learned While Fishing: Try Not to be Stupid

I went out with some friends fishing yesterday, taking along TRC and DC for the ride. It was a different type of fishing than I’d done before. More like hunting, really. We were out on a lake in a canoe, and we were hunting bass. You look down into the water, searching for spots where the bass are laying eggs at this time of year. From what I understand, the male bass just hover over their spot, protecting it from anything they think might be dangerous. Such as a bare hook. You find the bass, you lower the hook, the […]

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First Time Trawler: Fishing with TRC

A friend took TRC and me out trawling yesterday evening. (You know, for some reason, I’d always thought it was spelled “trolling.” Go figure.) For those of you who don’t know, this is a kind of fishing where you toodle around in a boat with your line trailing behind you, with bait that spins in the water, pretending to be a little fish. Bigger fish try to eat it, and voila! You’ve caught a fish. We went out on North Pond (in case you were interested), and we caught about 50 fish (I lost count) in about an hour and a

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In Which I Sacrifice My Phone to the Ice Fishing Gods

You ever wish life had a rewind button? At least one of those “back 30 seconds” buttons. That happened to me on Saturday. New Years Eve. I was out ice fishing. In the rain. It was my second time ice fishing over Christmas break. The weather was supposed to be drizzly at first, then clear up. It was clear at first, then poured for about two and a half hours straight. This is just to say that when my phone rang at 11:30, I was a bit busy. Why? Well, I had an umbrella in one hand, an fishing jig

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Fishing for White Perch: I Love Maine Reason #3,204

I went out fishing Friday night, and it doesn’t get much better than that. The weather was perfection. Not hot. A little breezy. Sure, it poured in a torrent for about 20 minutes, but we went to shore and stayed in the car during that, and when we went back out, the fish were going crazy. I would literally put my hook back in the water after catching one, and have another bite five seconds later. If I’d used dynamite, I couldn’t have fished any faster. I even tried using a spinning lure (which you’re typically only supposed to use

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Smelting for Fun and . . . Not Really Profit

TRC and I went out last night with a friend to go smelting. I know most of you read that sentence and assumed we started heating up ore in the hopes of extracting metals, and you’re wondering what in the world I was thinking, getting my son close to so much hot molten metal. Well, no fear. We were fishing with a net, not melting ore. Smelts are tiny fish, a couple of inches long. In early spring, they swim in schools upstream to spawn. If you stand with a net and shine a flashlight or headlamp into the water,

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