tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52198962011-04-21T11:54:04.276-07:00Central Park 2006Fishing in New York CityOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comBlogger971100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1146249024271597112006-04-28T11:15:00.000-07:002006-04-28T11:33:26.453-07:00This fish is from yesterday. I spent a couple hours with my friend Pete and managed to catch a couple of LMB. One, caught near the reed island rock ( I keep calling it the "reed island" even though the reeds have been chopped down and black plastic was used to smother the stumps) was tiny, barely 10 inches. This one was bigger yet surprisingly torpid. For a moment I wasn't sure if I maybe I Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1143042320511112332006-03-22T07:44:00.000-08:002006-03-22T08:00:46.580-08:00How exciting is spring? I've heard that many folks are fishing now at CP and I'm ready to start again. Warmer, warmer.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1127787883966761062005-09-26T18:33:00.000-07:002005-11-10T19:00:00.063-08:00Woah! Look at these fellows!It's amazing how CP can turn you around. At 9 am I was sputtering and angry, ripping snagged hooks from tree branches only to watch them fly into the deeper and more impenetrable brush behind me (the Double Snag!). It was humid yet cloudy, the wind was gusting and I was without fish one.It had seemed like it was going to be a good morning. I arrived at the lake closer Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1121397902781765642005-07-14T20:19:00.001-07:002005-11-10T18:58:26.956-08:00Today I got to fish with my friend Teddy and I feel a little bad that I wasn't able to put him on fish. The fly rod is not the best tool for CP but it's worked for me in the past. The fish were just scrunched into the deepest cover today and not reachable. I realize the spring is a little better for fly fishing: the bass are spread out and active, cruising shorelines and open water. The water wasOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1121218947479333272005-07-12T18:39:00.000-07:002005-11-10T18:57:13.100-08:00Today: two fish, one with applause, one with a greedy cormorant. A fine Japanese gentleman (currently living in Arkansas--"I love to fish!") visiting NYC with his fishing rod. 9-11 amMore later. Later: This day showed CP in all it's sentimental greatness. Each moment was a little part of a bigger story. I love it here. It was a hot and muggy morning and the algae spill gave the lake a Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1115088321983585772005-05-02T17:48:00.000-07:002005-11-10T18:53:47.776-08:00Memory is such a strange thing. The other day my wife, who is nearing 40, turned to me and said, with a big smile on her face, and, I should add, not a bit of sarcasm, "Should we have another baby?" Of course, I, with a fantastic memory, a memory not blunted by childbirth, epidurals, breast-feeding, spit-up, etc., took pains to dissuade her from that cockamamie scheme. It was clear that she'd Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1112730128677595902005-04-05T12:32:00.000-07:002005-04-05T18:22:49.906-07:00I lost this bait to the rocks moments after I caught this fish.This was the only fish of the morning. 830-1030. Temp: 42 and rising. I fished all the usual spots, except Hernshead. Jerkbaits, senkos, jigs, spinnerbaits, etc.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1112672203647457872005-04-04T20:25:00.000-07:002005-11-10T19:00:42.923-08:00CATBUG It's amazing what people will spend to catch fish (myself included). This plug, the Luckycraft Catbug, costs about 20 dollars on Ebay (it's hard to find outside of Japan) and glows in the dark. It has at least three different type of rattles (big, small, metal, glass). And someone lost it in Central Park. Did you lose it? I didn't lose anything today but neither did I catch anything. I'mOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1112629258678719592005-04-04T08:37:00.000-07:002005-04-04T08:40:58.680-07:00fish oneI can't remember ever fishing 4 days straight. I caught one fish on Friday morning on a jerkbait.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1112222993053726372005-03-30T11:30:00.000-08:002005-11-10T18:52:06.796-08:00It's difficult being fishing-obsessed with two children. With one things are more manageable, wives are more amenable, time is easier to come by.We spent a couple of weeks in Amagansett when our first child was a little over 2 years old. I spent many hours of that vacation fishing. I kayaked for entire days at Hither Hills. I waded here, I kayaked there, I fly-fished at night. Once I parked by Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1109041890602148892005-02-21T19:06:00.000-08:002005-02-21T19:11:30.603-08:00I suppose that's how it usually goes in the internet world: "See you soon!" and then nothing for 4 months. As it is we're iced solid. I'm imagining spring and spending on new gear. I may get a custom rod this winter.I fished one or two more times in the fall and did poorly. The whole of 2004 was not as productive as '03. Anyway, I'll try to keep updating my tackle purchases.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1094668853683808102004-09-08T11:39:00.000-07:002004-09-08T11:40:53.683-07:00I just got back from vacation and am ready to begin the fall CP season. I was excited to fish this morning but then the storm hit. I have some new ideas and plans.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1092335296195789642004-08-12T11:09:00.000-07:002004-08-17T19:40:34.876-07:00
Living here in the city, I'm always taken aback when I'm confronted by the wilderness. Because, no matter how hard I might fantasize, I'm never more than a step or two from Times Square and the Naked Cowboy.
Here's the sequence: for a moment it seems natural (hmm, a racoon), then a surprise (shit, a racoon!), then nervousness (it's the middle of the day in the city; they may have rabies.).
Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1092071233206683662004-08-09T10:05:00.000-07:002004-08-09T10:07:13.206-07:00
Someone asked me about the best spots to fish in Central Park and that got me thinking--what if I could only fish one spot?
Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1091206642165229852004-07-30T08:32:00.000-07:002004-09-03T11:09:26.546-07:00
Good Fisherman/Bad Fisherman
Yesterday I had an interesting interaction with a dog owner at the park. I was fishing from the promenade riprap and I noticed a woman in khaki shorts and a light blue button-up shirt up the walk throwing a ball into the water. She was about 35 years old, with shortish streaky blonde hair. The big black lab dutifully followed the ball into the lake.
Fine, I Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1089663835271174922004-07-12T08:34:00.000-07:002004-07-12T13:40:31.800-07:00
In the cab on the way to the doctor
Last Thursday I had to be prepared to leave the city at 4:30. That left me plenty of time to fish, seeing that I started at 7 am. I could fish for two hours, heck, maybe even three hours, and still have a generous cushion. Things sometimes get all twisted up.
It was cool. A little weather front had passed through the night before, so I knew that the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1088541039372800972004-06-29T13:02:00.000-07:002004-06-29T13:30:39.373-07:00In the park this morning I noticed a distinct scent of chocolate. Strange and satisfying. It didn't help the fishing. I caught none and lost one at Wagner Cove rocks.
I've fished about three times in the last two weeks. I've been extremely busy. I'll explain the results later.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1087351470473168322004-06-15T18:52:00.000-07:002004-06-20T05:26:50.316-07:00This morning I caught 7 fish--didn't lose a single one. None were bigger than 15" however. I spent an hour at Hernshead and caught three fish on Senkos. A Senko fish at the bridge base, a Senko fish at the west side laydown and two crankbait fish (reed island rocks/bridge channel) rounded out the day. I probably should revise that 15" measurement because one of the fish was probably over 16" Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1087229858721023322004-06-14T08:45:00.000-07:002004-06-14T09:28:38.423-07:00
Last week I fished on Tuesday and caught a few fish. One nice one at the reed island came on that red crankbait again. I was dragging a senko on the surface when it was slammed by a big fish under the trees just north of the rock. It jumped and threw the hook. I then got a smaller one from the same spot (13"). A senko fish from the NE bridge base, a crankbaiter (little Subwart) at the rip rap Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1086631758077982562004-06-07T11:02:00.000-07:002004-06-07T17:20:29.003-07:00Stats catch-up:
Fished Thursday AM: 8-10:30 8 fish. Most were smallish. The biggest was about 16 inches on a red crankbait off the reed island rocks. He hit a Storm Mid-Wart and when I opened his mouth to remove the lure I noticed the red claws and long antennae of a crayfish peeking out of his gullet. I evidently made the right choice of color.
Fished Friday AM: Alot of small fish. No Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1086120942758958582004-06-01T12:50:00.000-07:002004-06-01T13:16:51.576-07:00This morning I caught only two fish (Senko at Wagner Cove rock, Senko at reed island area --15" and 16") but I lost three. So I'd have caught five if all was perfect. Five is nice; a good number to strive for.
After losing one fish, I stepped in the water and got wet to my knee. As soon as I got to the office I walked to the Gap and bought socks and jeans. I was wearing my special Gore-Tex Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1085770542785777182004-05-28T11:44:00.000-07:002004-06-01T12:43:23.433-07:00So the other day was my best day ever at the park but today was even better. So that means that today was the best day ever. Sixteen fish, the largest at around 16.5 inches and all but one or two over 15". It was a rainy morning, humid and cloudy, temperatures started in the 60s but edged up to mid 70s by thge time I left (7-10am).
I started with a senko but switched to crankbaits. I found one Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1085516059165182112004-05-25T07:36:00.000-07:002004-06-03T17:38:17.876-07:00One time a few months ago I was having a discussion with another Central Park fisherman. He told me a story about how he'd just been to a spot down by the riprap (#10 on the map) where he'd caught three big fish, a couple of them probably close to five pounds. Well, I know that a five pound fish is very large. I think that I've caught one fish over 5 pounds in my life and it certainly did not Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1085061850197394832004-05-19T06:55:00.000-07:002004-05-20T07:11:13.970-07:00From the Ramble. appropriately.
What a day this was. Fish everywhere, albeit smallish. I must have caught 15 bass in a little over 2 hours. Most were around 12-14" but three were, like the fish below, 17" or over. Fish jumped out of the water for my little crankbait. I'm happy that I switched from Senko worms at the riprap because I never would have caught as many. I spun my little Storm Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1084590133933930542004-05-14T19:43:00.000-07:002004-05-14T20:04:37.356-07:00So, I fished everday this week. Unbelievable. Caught a mess of fish, missed a bunch and went in late to work everyday. Today for instance, I went in at about noon.
I caught a few fish today. A small one at the riprap (#10 on the map) on a black Senko worm and two of about 14"on a shallow crank bait heading north from the reed island rock (#4).
I must have lost about 4 nicer ones as well. Four! Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1084468625113434542004-05-13T09:11:00.000-07:002004-05-15T07:29:41.646-07:00Three big carp wallowing in the shallows
Yesterday I was sitting on a big rock, retying my line after a break-off and I was practically enveloped by little flying ants. Half an inch long, they fluttered and puttered around my head, making the act of flight seem so tenuous and fragile. Staying aloft for these insects looked like such a difficult endeavor--in a millisecond the whole lot of them Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1084309600570867392004-05-11T13:18:00.000-07:002004-05-15T07:27:34.096-07:00
15" from this morning.
This morning I stayed home until nine, watching my oldest boy out the door to school with his mother. I spent a little while with the youngest, kneeling down on the floor where he rolls around, kissing his forehead, stroking his dimples, cooing back at him. Then out the door-- bye Mickey, bye Sha Sha-- and in a cab heading uptown.
What a life I lead! I fished today in Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1083352724524651772004-04-30T12:17:00.000-07:002004-04-30T19:21:07.763-07:00
I caught my first and only CP fly rod bass this morning. I took my 9" 7wt and flung some bass flies for a while. I caught a smallish fish, probably about 13", at the riprap (#10 on the map). I was happy to get anything. I'm going to bring the fly rod again tomorrow.
I got another fish, a bigger one (16") at the NE bridge base on my spinning gear. A few shorties filled out the morning.
fly Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1083254581140697592004-04-29T09:02:00.000-07:002004-04-29T10:01:29.106-07:00
From Tuesday AM: the biggest of four on a cool clear morning. I got one at the Wagner Cove rock (black senko 3" Senko, spot #5), one at the reed island rock (same bait, spot#6) one at the riprap (#10) and one at the SE bridge base (#6).
I've been using a new rod Heartland Z 6-7 UL and I've really enjoyed it. It's a two-piece, which helps in cabs and on trains. I'll talk more about that laterOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1083032624288750592004-04-26T19:02:00.000-07:002004-04-29T09:31:32.360-07:00
Last Friday I fished and half expected to catch nothing at all as a counterweight to the great day I'd had on Tuesday.
It began poorly. I caught nothing at my Wagner Cove Rock. I caught nothing at the riprap. Then I got to the SW bridge base and caught my biggest fish of the day, a 15 incher. A man came down from the sidewalk to watch and was, like most, stunned to see a nice fat LMBOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1082503596908752002004-04-20T16:24:00.000-07:002004-04-22T18:39:43.513-07:00
What a day it was today. The morning was nice, with just a few clouds, temperatures in the 50s, a rising barometer and pretty brisk NE wind. Taken together, those were probably not the most auspicious of fishing signs. In fact, I was preparing my rationalizations and excuses even before I got into the cab. Well, let it be noted that augury is not my forte.
I've purchased three new rods in Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1081874293364087412004-04-13T09:37:00.000-07:002004-04-17T19:22:39.233-07:00
After being skunked on Friday and Saturday last, I finally managed a decent fish. (at the island: #4 on map)Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1080856516777877352004-04-01T13:49:00.000-08:002004-04-02T08:55:31.513-08:00
Wednesday's fish is cold and bright...
Thursday's fish is full of light...
My little jig/pig combo worked on Wednesday. I brought in one fish in a cold wet hour. I intend on spending much more time with a jig this year.
Thursday I did no fishing. Friday looks bad and the weekend is probably out as well. Hmmphff.
Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1080707590127997952004-03-30T19:47:00.000-08:002004-04-01T18:42:16.246-08:00So I went fishing on Friday and on Saturday mornings and was skunked both days. It was sunny on Friday and it rained on Saturday-- that being the most conspicuous difference between the days.
Sometimes I wonder what is the best way to fish on diifficult days. Should one actually expect to catch a fish at all times, concentrating dearly at the risk of undue frustration. Or should one relax and Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1080157865094200092004-03-24T11:46:00.000-08:002004-03-25T20:03:46.046-08:00
I got to the lake at around 7 am and the temperature was slowly squeezing its way through the high thirties. Yahoo said that it would reach close to fifty by day's end. In my two hours at the lake the tempertaure may have gone up by 5 degrees. I wear fingerless gloves and my little hands get so cold.
My first fish came on a 3 inch Senko in red. A few failed attempts at the reed island rock Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1080097011194843962004-03-23T18:07:00.000-08:002004-03-23T19:01:31.356-08:00This year I think that I will ultimately discover what it is that makes fishing so enjoyable. Last season I don't think that I really came up with the exact point or group of points from which true fishing pleasure emanates.
I know this: last night I was in my bed, a little jittery from a late afternoon coffee, yet still exhausted. My mind was beginning to whirl out of control with this fear Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1079453043000807422004-03-16T07:55:00.000-08:002004-03-17T13:52:32.670-08:00
Boathouse mini
Monday afternoon was bright and warm, albeit a bit breezy. I fished for a couple of hours, saw a couple of other fishermen and tried out some new baits. One fish, pictured, hit a 1/4 oz. SubWart a couple of feet from shore at the Boathouse Rock. Very enjoyable. Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1078525318640451212004-03-05T14:03:00.000-08:002004-03-05T14:24:09.983-08:00
I went to the dentist the other day and I kicked myself for not bringing a fishing rod. Her office is right at 73rd and 5th Ave, a 10 minute walk to the lake. The temperature must have squeaked into the upper 50's. I walked by the shore and looked for signs of fish. I saw none. The lake was mostly clear with only a small shelf of ice in the shady area west of the bridge.
I took a picture of Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1078109549137804112004-02-29T18:41:00.000-08:002004-03-10T20:06:38.123-08:00
The whiff of death that Daphne Abdela's release from prison this month caused to blow through the park had only just cleared when this was reported: (from today's NY POST)
"February 29, 2004 -- Four men fishing in a Central Park pond stumbled on a gruesome discovery yesterday: the body of a man laying face down in ice that was breaking up in the warm weather."
Gruesome Fishing
I neverOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1073517321944930742004-01-07T15:12:00.000-08:002004-01-08T08:56:01.996-08:00
Sunday the fourth of January, a drizzling 50 degree morning and the park was empty. I felt that if I went slow enough I would catch a fish or two. I was excited and relaxed.
The night before I had pictured the spot in my mind (the rock at the Reed Island) and I sat in my living room thinking about the long pause I would allow as my bait (a little fat 3" Senko in rootbeer color) sat on the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1072751295219891422003-12-29T16:32:00.000-08:002004-01-01T18:32:41.343-08:00 a nice fish
I've been delaying and delaying this moment, thinking that I might get one more day of fishing done before the year's end. The weather has been warming recently and it reached into the mid-fifties yesterday. That certainly would be the day for fishing, I thought.
I took a cab up to the park at 2 in the afternoon, on a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon during what is probably the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1069611872399307852003-11-22T10:21:00.000-08:002003-11-23T11:49:52.856-08:00
Last night after my son went to bed I got out my fly rods and put them together in the living room. I hefted them and shook them and put on their various reels and imagined catching fish. I tried to figure out what sort of 7 weight rod I should get, faster or slower, and how much I will be able to spend. Some sort of fetishistic protection ritual, I'm sure.
I caught two nice fish this morning Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1069283890368133312003-11-19T15:00:00.000-08:002003-11-19T15:19:36.326-08:00
The high forties yesterday morning; I caught one (16.5" and funny shaped-- a big head and a slender body with a slight wound-- at the point NE of the bridge) and lost one (probably around 15", at the bridge base on a rootbeer fat 3" senko). I was worried that I might not be able to catch another fish this season. Now I can go into the winter happy. I might get in another day or two if the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1069284104522403272003-11-11T15:19:00.000-08:002003-11-19T20:19:17.700-08:00
Skunked, but spent alot of time talking to C, another fisherman. I've come to really enjoy the conversations with the other CP anglers after previously distancing myself. I'll explain later.
I uploaded a new map to more accurately reference my spots.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1068001284099129672003-11-04T19:00:00.000-08:002003-11-16T18:05:49.590-08:007am - 9am Skunked again.
This was some day. I must have been more tired than I knew. Everything went wrong. I was frustrated, impatient, dimwitted, clumsy and blind to my surroundings.
I'm going to make a couple of excuses: First, I've been busy at the office and I had to go back early this morning for a meeting. I usually like to fish til about 10 am if possible.
Second, well, the season Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1067913961872600762003-11-03T18:36:00.000-08:002003-11-06T19:44:35.900-08:00My friend Richard asked me yesterday how I could use the term "friend" to label the fish I catch (and torture, he implied). I told him that I generally treat the fish with as much respect as one is able to treat a fish that one is reeling in on a sharp hook: careful hook removal, as little molestation as possible (so as to avoid breaching the slime layer), quick return to the water, etc. I haveOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1067912330572654442003-11-01T21:18:00.000-08:002003-11-03T18:34:10.290-08:00
I've never been as happy at the onset of standard time as I was this year. The extra morning light is so enjoyable. The late sunrise had been gradually gnawing away all of my precious morning fishing time and the sudden extra pre-breakfast hour was welcomed.
I've had a couple successful outings in a row now-- very satisfying. Saturday morning I caught three fish, two of which were close to 17Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-106737846361608122003-10-28T12:00:00.000-08:002003-11-06T20:32:05.740-08:00
Four times. Four times this fish, a fish I could actually see in shallow water just a few yards away, tried to swallow my little orange rubber worm. And four times I failed to hook him. He was in two feet of water around the point NE of the Bow Bridge with his head aimed to the shore, sunning himself, it seemed. The water had a very thin film of algae. With each miss he became a little more Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1067288114253378882003-10-27T12:47:00.000-08:002003-10-27T17:56:19.153-08:00
"Tomorrow I try to get only large fish."
Oh, how easy it was to write that. The words just flowed from my fingertips.
"Tomorrow I catch only huge fish--giant fish, in fact. For me, only the very grandest of the fishes!!"
Sunday (7am to 930am) was warm (60 F) and overcast with just the slightest breeze. I tried some crankbaits and some Senkos in various colors and a spinner bait. The Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1066847964166040532003-10-22T11:18:00.000-07:002003-10-22T11:39:23.746-07:00
Today 8 to 10:30 water temp 54 F (8am) mix of sun and clouds air temp 55 (8am) winds to 15MPH or so.
All the old favorites gave up fish: Wagner Cove rocks (12" on jointed floating Rapala--old school, for sure), reed island rock (12", pumpkin 3" fat senko), Bow Bridge NE base (17", 3" pumpkin senko), Point NE of Bridge (14" 3" pumpkin Senko), Ramble laydown (14" 3" red senko). I even got one Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1065129035804795952003-10-02T14:09:00.000-07:002003-10-21T10:56:58.500-07:00
I now have had two encounters with the Golden Ghost. In the spring I was running a rat-l-trap through a shallow area near the reed island rock when I snagged a carp. The giant thing splashed and, with a whirr of the drag, headed out to deeper water. I began the season using very light mono (2 #) so I had the drag set very loosely; the fish was soon in the middle of the lake with nearly all my Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1064950056264012252003-09-30T11:24:00.000-07:002003-10-03T05:21:31.153-07:00
The other day at work I was blathering on about fishing and fishing gear and Senko worms and such to one of my friends. I suppose I was explaining about how excited I was about fishing and bragging about some fish or another that I'd caught in Central Park; I can't really remember the exact conversation. Now this guy is a successful man, a man who's worked for Calvin Klein and Ralph Lauren, Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1064508896927913662003-09-25T09:54:00.000-07:002003-09-25T10:01:33.390-07:00
17" dammit! I caught this one probably less than a yard from my shoes. On a crankbait that I lost to a snag soon after. I'm beginning to like these crankbaits.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1064443809929612372003-09-24T15:23:00.000-07:002003-09-27T06:48:02.046-07:00
It seems as if Dave Matthews rented out the entire CP. The cops had the 72nd St entrance blocked off to most pedestrian traffic as the DM concert lines were trailing up CPW. I managed to squeak through only by showing my fishing rod. "Sarge, he wants to go fishing!" A thoughtful pause, and Sarge gave me the okay with a curt head jerk.
Who knows what they were doing at the other Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1064243420804667072003-09-22T07:48:00.000-07:002003-09-22T08:29:00.653-07:00
demolition derby, CP style
I went fishing on Sunday morning(7:30 to 9:30) and I expected to do poorly (cloudless skies, low humidity, 61 degrees), but I caught 2 big (17") fish and handful of mediums on Senko rubber worms, something I did not foresee.
For one big and one medium fish I used a good CP trick, pulling the Senkos (3" black fat) along the top of the water through the thick green Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1063822450854424322003-09-17T10:32:00.000-07:002003-09-21T18:58:51.656-07:00
A beautiful morning, 65? and a clear sky, not the slightest breeze (I should have brought my flyrod, damn!) and I finally caught a nice fish. It seems like weeks since I've caught a nice fish. On Sunday I caught only one tiny little fellow but I watched another guy, Bill, catch a nice one using a crankbait. Paul said that he'd caught 2 fat fish with crankbaits and I watched a big fellow throw Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1063308705692312422003-09-11T12:27:00.000-07:002003-09-11T12:33:05.153-07:00This morning I started at 8 am, fished til 9:15, and I ended up with one lousy stinkin' tiny LMB. Yesterday I started out with a super-shortie and actually took a picture of it because I was worried that it might be my only fish. Then I went on to catch three more. Today? Nothing. I was sure that I'd continue catching fish so I threw it back without a picture. Nuts. I think the fish was 8" long Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1063245099273681302003-09-10T18:12:00.000-07:002003-09-11T12:27:35.883-07:00 40 proof
Is it possible to be a fish-aholic? Do you fish before noon? Are you ever late for work because of fishing? Do you sometimes fish alone? Do you make excuses for your fishing? Do you need fishing in order to get through the day? After a night of fishing do you sometimes need more fishing in the morning just to feel normal? Have your friends or relatives told you that you might be Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1062610906592633432003-09-03T10:41:00.000-07:002003-09-03T10:43:59.386-07:00
for the third time, Bulldog
Two fish this morning (7-9:30 am) in an intermittent misty rain: both about 15", both on Senkos (one 4" cuttail, one 4 watermelon/black flake), both hit inches from shore on surface-buzzed lure. One came under trees just north of reed island, one came from big laydown in Ramble. Air temp: 67 degrees. I started at Wagner Cove and worked East, using spinnerbaits, Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1062382049074132862003-08-31T19:07:00.000-07:002003-09-03T10:14:57.433-07:00
Imagine all the fishes....
It's amazing how August changes things in the Park. The great late-summer migration (I think it's comparable to that of the East African wildebeest-- imagine the National Geographic cameras set up at exit 70 on the L.I.E!) leaves the mornings at the lake so clean and beautiful. It's as if the park were mysteriously lifted one evening in late July and flown to some Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1061924046220827762003-08-26T11:54:00.000-07:002003-08-28T15:30:34.193-07:00
cormorant
I took the 10 pm flight yesterday from Los Angles and arrived in New York at 6 this morning. I reached the Central Park Lake at around 8am. I hadn't fished there in almost a month.
I had been thinking about the lake for weeks. What was going on while I was absent? I missed my fishing friends--Paul, Don, Chad, etc. I missed the city. I missed the dogs. I missed the fish. Most of allOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1060307367274835992003-08-07T18:49:00.000-07:002003-09-07T19:18:03.773-07:00
20" from Fresh Pond in Montauk.
Two fish per hour. Two fish per hour is what it takes to make a truly successful fishing trip. That is a good basic number. Sure, there are times when a single giant fish will be sufficient and when a thousand tiny fish will be unsatisfactory. But really, two fish per hour has become my benchmark. Now to actually achieve that....
I spent a couple weeks at theOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1059682281376539252003-07-31T13:11:00.000-07:002003-07-31T19:13:51.806-07:00
I caught one 16" fish today, a 14 incher and 3 at 12" or less. The big one came from the bridge base --cloudy eye's spot-- but he was not cloudy eye. He leaped and leaped and fought and fought and it was really exciting to behold.
More later -- I'm off to Long Island for a while. I'll report from there.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1059600665795723852003-07-30T14:31:00.000-07:002003-07-31T19:08:29.056-07:00
What a good day it was today. It has been a while since I've brought 3 nice fish to hand. It was below 70º when I got to the lake and the sky was streaked with some high clouds. The humidity was low and the wind reached toward 10 mph every once in a while but hovered around 5 for the most part. I brought the flyrod again but since I arrived at around 7:30 I didn't even bring it out. I didn't Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1059495642625509572003-07-29T09:20:00.000-07:002003-07-29T13:55:46.283-07:00
I was skunked again on the flyrod but not with the spinning gear, catching two acceptable fish (both 16"-- one at the WC rocks, one at the reed island channel (dug out of weeds to the right)) and a shorty. Two 2 lb'ers in one morning is nice after so little action in the last few days. I didn't spend as much time with the flyrod today-- it was a little windy and I didn' t have as much time as IOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1059427835617287582003-07-28T14:30:00.000-07:002003-07-29T13:48:15.636-07:00
Sunday July 27: 6 am to 930
Each time I fish in the park I learn something, although not always something about fishing. Sunday I took my flyrod to the park for the first time and enjoyed it immensely. Of course, it would be better if I had actually caught something. I learned several different retrieves that don't catch fish. I learned that there are many different flies with which to Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1059070923898474862003-07-24T11:22:00.000-07:002003-07-24T11:34:13.886-07:00
Tuesday--6 to 8:30am--Rainy, hot and humid. Temp close to 75?-- 17"(see above photo) at Bridge base SW (6 on Map), 12" at from Wagner Cove rock (5 on Map) and 7" at the SW shore --all black 3" Senko
Thursday-- 6:30 to 9am--Rainy, hot and humid. Temp close to 75?-- 12" at trees N of reed island. Black senko 3" One fish and lucky to get that one. Tough rainy day.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1058804056033057322003-07-21T09:14:00.000-07:002003-07-28T14:19:03.496-07:00
Last week a fish swallowed my Senko a little too deep --about as deep as piscinely possible, in fact. I pulled the Senko out of the bass' mouth with my hemostats and there was just the eye of the hook remaining outside of the gullet. All the rest was on the other side of a pulsing sphincter muscle that separates the inside of the fish from the outside.
Well, it's not a happy thing, to look Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1058552436818416592003-07-18T11:20:00.000-07:002003-07-19T19:28:49.746-07:00
I fished Wednesday, Thursday and Friday this week.
On Friday I lost two big fish--after losing a big fish on Thursday as well. I'd switched to braided line thinking that the Thursday hooksets were weak from stretchy monofilament. I think now that the barbless hooks were the problem.
Each day I spent time with alternate lures. On Wednesday I got two fish on a blue spinnerbait (before losing itOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1058145422174203852003-07-13T18:17:00.000-07:002003-07-14T14:12:03.656-07:00
fashion shoot
As I walked in to the Park this morning I said good morning to a park worker and he asked me if he'd seen me in the paper. He seemed to think it was pretty nice. "I read it on the train this morning-- that's great!" I guess that's a good omen.
Then the fishing started -a bad omen. This morning was frustrating. I caught one nice fish by the reed island (PICTURES on MONDAY) and Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1057804175092974182003-07-09T19:29:00.000-07:002003-07-13T12:24:37.716-07:00Okay, I've now caught the same fish on three different occasions --and I know that he's been caught by others, as well. One fisherman recognized the fish's description (cloudy eye/ close to 18") and accurately placed him in the lake (bridge base). This one's a classic "thrill seeker". See previous post. More on this later.
He was one of 6 fish caught this morning (3 keepers) on the usual black Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1057611982949963452003-07-07T14:06:00.000-07:002003-07-11T18:46:18.860-07:00The egret and the fisherman
I may be done with fishing in the park. The fantasy of the wilderness is becoming just too difficult to sustain. I don’t think I’ll be able much longer to keep such a rosy view of the Central Park Lake. Alas, Troy must fall.
Roscoe! Roscoe!! --the screaming!!! SCOOOBBIEE! COME HERE! It’s 6 in the morning and the warblers are whistling and scuttling around in Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1057416730510228442003-07-05T07:52:00.000-07:002003-07-05T07:52:32.713-07:00Friday: Rod- Daiko Cobretty RSC 63/004. Reel- Team Daiwa X 2506. Line- Cabelas SI ripcord PE with 20" 4lb Stren mono leader. Bait- as usual Senko 3" black.
Not skunked again, thank goodness. 2 LMB [14" SW of Bridge, dink at promenade rip] 65? rising fast
Today: Rod- Daiko Cobretty RSC 63/004. Reel- Team Daiwa X 2506. Line- Cabelas SI ripcord PE with 20" 4lb Stren mono leader. Bait- as usual Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1057259213042570122003-07-03T12:06:00.000-07:002003-07-03T19:06:16.103-07:00This morning I awoke at 5:30 am and after 15 minutes decided to fish rather than lie back down. I fished from 6 to 8:30, had 4 fish on and landed none. It was very frustrating. A snagged carp took an exciting 4 or 5 minutes out of my morning and left me with a little fingernail sized scale. I don't think that this fish was the Golden Ghost.
I've lost a few fish in the last couple of visits andOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1056728690594446822003-06-27T08:44:00.000-07:002003-07-19T19:36:23.270-07:00 Happy Fisherman
HOT HOT HOT This Thursday was nice-- active fish, especially along the riprap to the SW of the Bridge. Today should have been the same but the NYT thing jinxed me. Lost a beauty at the reed island rock and it haunted me the whole morning.
There was a twofold rationale behind this fishing log. After you watch the Ohio State Buckeyes defeat the Miami Hurricanes in the FiestaOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1056488743661700692003-06-24T14:05:00.000-07:002003-06-24T19:02:34.646-07:00
Sunday: 7:30 to 10:30 -- 60? Rain, rain, rain.....One fish from the reed island channel-- from the same spot that DG caught his fish. More coming. I hope to fish tomorrow.
Saturday was my birthday. We had a party for my son King who turns two tomorrow. We were busy all weekend and freaked out about a million things but Amy told me to go fishing on Sunday. For most of the morning it spit and Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1056133899921672852003-06-20T11:31:00.000-07:002003-06-23T19:49:03.776-07:00
Today's fish, one of 3 over 14", plus 5 or 6 shorts. Muggy, drizzly and hazy, 63º. The egret had a beautiful croaking cry. Tomorrow is my birthday. My birthday present arrived today-- Team Daiwa-Z 103ML. I'll set it up and maybe try it on Sunday.
Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-1055816378303689742003-06-16T19:19:00.000-07:002003-06-17T12:56:57.186-07:00
Last week: Wednesday- 4 shorts
Thursday- 3 small, one keeper--see above photo (SW side of bridge)
I've been very busy at work and home. I may fish Friday AM, maybe not.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-954176192003-06-07T16:21:00.000-07:002003-06-17T12:36:57.986-07:00PRETTY
It's amazing how a single fish can compensate for any number of rainy hours on the lake. My friend DG fished with me this morning in a pissing rain and he caught one fish, a nice bass approaching 17". He was very excited about the fish, and rightly so.
"If I hadn't caught this fish, the morning would have been just, you know, a few hours standing around in the rain," he said (or Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-951296112003-05-31T13:05:00.000-07:002003-06-05T11:46:02.000-07:00
cloudy eye
I fished this morning with RS. I liked fishing with him. He was inexperienced but excited about it all. I think he understood the contemplative nature of fishing. We caught 2 fish by the hut to the NE of the bridge (6 on the map) and he caught one by the reed island rock.
Today I realized how much fishing pressure the lake gets. The best spots can see many fisherman during a Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-950448962003-05-29T11:40:00.000-07:002003-06-02T08:38:11.000-07:00
Bulldog
Luckily, I got to fish a few times this week. I had expected to be busier at the office, but I was able to fish Wednesday morning, twice on Thursday, and again on Friday afternoon. On Wednesday (partly sunny, 56º at 8am warming to lo 60s by 11) I caught a nice fish (16") beneath the tree just north of the reed island rock (5) and a small fish just SW of the bridge as well. Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-947961032003-05-23T11:12:00.000-07:002003-05-26T10:46:24.000-07:00
My father was never a very good largemouth bass fisherman. He caught tons of bluegills, tons of crappie, and, later, tons of carp with his grandson, but he just wasn’t too good with largemouth. When he did target bass you could rest assured that he’d skim off the smallest fish, the ones most akin to bluegill. On one farm pond the two of us must have caught 30 bass apiece, the biggest one Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-946510702003-05-20T14:02:00.000-07:002003-05-20T14:05:54.000-07:00
...from this morning. This one (17.5"-- 3 lbs on the DEC length/weight table), three at 12" and one okay one lost, all on 3" black Senkos, all in the West side trees. I started late (11 to 2, sunny, 75º) but the fishing was certainly not as good as last week.Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-944654572003-05-16T12:22:00.000-07:002003-05-20T14:09:32.000-07:00
from Thursday...
Now, just last week the fishing in CP had me pretty well vexed. The entire early season was a bust. I’d catch maybe one or two tiny fish per visit-- none in my familiar spots and certainly none reaching the size I’d become accustomed to. I was wondering how long it would take for the fishing to return to merely [what I now know to be] the mediocre levels of last fall. I was Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-943633742003-05-14T19:07:00.000-07:002003-05-16T09:51:28.000-07:00
One of the best days ever at the park-- 2 x17", 1 x 18", 2 x 16" and lost another 18". Also a bunch of 12" and shorter. All on black 3" Senkos. At the reed island (#4 on map) I caught my largest CP bass, 18" and probably close to 3 lbs (see above right). It may have been the very one I lost in the weeds 30 minutes before. I probably caught 5 nice fish around that rock in the right pictureOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-941655882003-05-11T14:34:00.000-07:002003-05-12T12:21:24.000-07:00
Ahh, like the chicken in the box, I will continue my pecking. Two straight days of actively biting fish should be enough to keep me at the Lake for months. Any cast had the potential to bring a hit on both days. Today I caught fish in places I'd never caught fish before-- several different spots off the walkway southwest of the bridge, off the far point of the reed island, underneath the tree Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-941323322003-05-10T20:48:00.000-07:002003-05-11T14:44:15.000-07:00 I named my missed carp the Golden Ghost. Funny, it's only partially a joke. I thought about that fish the entire week, and I regaled all with its story. I thought seriously of targeting only carp at Central Park. The missed fish is often the most memorable.
I missed another fish this morning at the park. It would have been the largest bass I caught today. Of the ten I caught, all on Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-938309002003-05-05T16:55:00.000-07:002003-05-05T16:55:27.176-07:00I fished again on Sunday morning-- 7 to 9:30 am. Again the fishing was slow. I caught one 8 incher on a Senko and had another flop off at my feet on a rat-l-trap. At least six fishermen and many more dogs and people than Saturday. I saw a million fat carp frolicking by the boathouse. I think I'll try to target them next....Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-937321242003-05-03T20:41:00.000-07:002003-05-10T20:37:29.000-07:00
There is something strangely great about fishing in Central Park. It's seriously shoehorned into the middle of a gigantic city. To me, an Ohioan, it’s inconceivable almost. I cannot think of an analogy that would emphasize its anomalous nature. What’s it doing there? Maybe the Memphis design school of the Eighties, Sottsass, et al, is an appropriate reference. The clashing patterns and Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-933492052003-04-27T10:17:00.000-07:002003-04-29T21:06:34.000-07:00Sunday April 27 2003
I haven't fished the lake since the 12th of April. I've been busy morning noon and night with work, childcare, sleep, etc. I have tied scores of saltwater flies in the meantime and I did manage another East River striper trip with my friend AK. We started at 9 pm (April 21), went home at about midnight, maybe later, and I was so tired I could barely think straight. He Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-929918042003-04-21T10:13:00.000-07:002003-04-21T21:01:17.000-07:00
I fished CP on Saturday morning for a few minutes and was skunked again. I started late [9:45] and the sun begat a profusion rowboats so I spent maybe a half hour with a green rubber worm at my fallen tree (3) on the west side. I'm scanning a map next so I can reference all of my spots.
I was fishless and I dropped my camera in the water, killing it dead instantly. I was taking the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-927855752003-04-17T09:28:00.000-07:002003-04-21T08:53:54.000-07:00 flyfishing for striper
On a rainy Saturday morning [9:30 April 12, 2003] I caught a fish, the first largemouth bass of the Central Park season. It was a bit over 13" long and barely struggled against the reel. I had initially thought that my lure [yellow/gold Yo-Zuri suspending jerkbait fished fast at the mouth of Wagner Cove] had picked up a bit of bottom muck. But, a fish is a fish and I canOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-923041322003-04-09T11:00:00.000-07:002003-04-21T13:51:10.000-07:00
I've begun tying flies for my fresh- and saltwater fly fishing. Displayed is one of the first deceivers I made. I don't think I've tied a fly since I was about 10 tears old but the deceiver pattern is so easy that it probably wouldn't have mattered if I'd never done it in my entire life. I also made a couple of hellgrammite patterns and a wooly bugger and a hare worm and #6 Clouser Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-920526932003-04-05T11:40:00.000-08:002003-04-21T13:51:59.000-07:00fish 2 smaller
I decided to upgrade to the photo-enabled plan afterall-- goodbye AOL. I'm testing the thing with a photo from last October-- a couple pounds +, fat, taken on a 3"black Senko a few hundred feet north of Hernshead rock.
Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-920183312003-04-04T18:35:00.000-08:002003-09-07T19:11:24.543-07:00Day 3 March 31 2003
Hazy clouds w bits of sunshine - 55? or so - 12:30 to2:30.
The egg masses are gone, and for the first time I saw a frog. For some reason frogs are very rare at the Lake. The other day a boater rowed by with his young son (4-ish) and we chatted a bit about fishing. He was interested in knowing if there were any frogs in the lake. I told him I'd never seen any but that the Ohiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-918906582003-04-02T20:22:00.000-08:002003-04-15T10:38:49.000-07:00
DAY 2 March 27 2003
A beautiful sunny spring Friday can attract quite a crowd to Central
Park. It wasn’t as cold as Day One, probably edging toward 60º, and the
wind was light.
I had intended to try a couple of different techniques this time-- my
bobber/dropshot method, a floating rapala/senko combo, suspending
jerkbaits, a jig beneath a bobber—but since I got out late on a busy day andOhiohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08460324746642898109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5219896.post-918902232003-04-02T20:15:00.000-08:002003-04-15T10:37:17.000-07:00Day 1 Central Park Tuesday March 25
The first day out in CP was beautiful. I snuck out at about 11:30 and
came back to the office at around 2:30. Waiting there were three new
rods I’d ordered from JapanTackle.com. I spent close to $800 on new rods
in one week. That, coupled with the money I’d spent last month on new
fancy equipment, pushed the total up toward $2000. I suppose with the
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