The Low Energy Trout Underground: Waiting to Cast
By Tom Chandler on Jun 14, 2007 in News, Underground Entertainment
I’d love to wax rhapsodic about the beautiful, sunny day, but in truth, I’m a little beat up, courtesy several late nights and a truly irritating leg injury. So after two weeks of work, travel and more work — basically not fly fishing — I’m making it a point to go this afternoon.
Where? I don’t know. It really doesn’t matter. I’m sure you understand.

Wayne Eng gets to go fishing. Now I do too.
Of course, even though my metabolism has ground to a halt and my brain feels like it’s draped in cobwebs, the fly fishing world continues to bomb along, leaving humor, absurdity, perception and even a little weirdness in its wake.
Barbed Humor
Of course, for weirdness, there’s no better place to go than the Contemplative Angler, who once again exercises his wry wit, penning an excellent article about the use of barbless flies. After reading it, we know why he fishes alone.
Donny Beaver Humor
Our good friend Donny Beaver bought (and immediately posted) yet another piece of property on Pennsyvlania’s Yellow Creek on behalf of the Spring Ridge Club — that much loved organization dedicated to creating a lot of fat trout and then selling them to those with the most bucks.
Private fishing clubs are a reality, but what burns me about Donny is that he masquerades as a conservationist. He’s not.
So where’s humor? Guess there isn’t any.
Good News for Salmon
A federal judge delivered a smackdown to the current administration’s attempt to include hatchery salmon in wild salmon counts. (A somewhat pathetic attempt to skirt endangered species protections for salmon.)
From the Seattle Times :
The “threatened” listing was based on a decision by the government to count millions of hatchery fish alongside wild salmon when determining what protections to place on several Washington state runs.
Coughenour maintained there is a difference between hatchery and wild fish, and said government policy must be focused on preserving natural life cycles.
“Though it scarcely seems open to debate, the Court concludes that in evaluating any policy or listing determination under the ESA [Endangered Species Act], its pole star must be the viability of naturally self-sustaining populations in their naturally-occurring habitat,” Coughenour wrote.
“To be sure, the inclusion of hatchery fish alongside natural fish … strikes the Court as odd.”
Odd. That’s a pretty nice word for a pretty fucked up policy, but the good guys won this one. For now.
See you on the river, Tom Chandler.
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ijsouth | Jun 14, 2007 | Reply
Interesting take on barbless hooks; having once had two sets of treble hooks sink into my back (the result of pulling straight back on a hung-up crankbait in 3 ft of water), I can attest to the fun of having barbs forced through skin and snipped off.
Bernard | Jun 15, 2007 | Reply
Odd is for sure. I had some recent “challenges” trying to get any sort of ear with the DFG here in So. Cal. regarding a watershed matter and when I finally met the regional rep that I was most often directed to, it all made sense. This was aguy who already had one foot out the door (of his job) as far as his attitude was concerned and was clearly of the school that putting fish int he local duck pond was the extent of the DFG’s role in keeping fish available to the public. Native fish and populations was almost an alien concept. I am partially surprised that the hatchery + native trout = robust population didn’t fly. Hate being cynical. Whew. B
Tom Chandler | Jun 15, 2007 | Reply
ijsouth: Been there, done the treble thing (a Zara Spook from the front of the boat). Don’t want to do it again…
Bernard: Sorry to hear of your struggle. Up here we’re lucky to have a new warden who absolutely kicks butt. He’s a sportsmen, and apparently practices his stalking techniques on fishermen because he snuck up on me several times.
I haven’t met the new biologist for our region, but the old one was stellar. More than ever, we need good people in those positions. Good luck.
kbarton10 | Jun 15, 2007 | Reply
As regards treble hooks and ample posteriors - I was able to witness a real outdoorsman many years ago during a night striper run at the PG&E outflow in San Francisco.
Considering the tackle, 20LB test, and 9″ floating minnow imitations - some stalwart managed to imbed all three sets of 2/0 trebles in his face, pinning his nose to his cheek.
We just kneeled and paid homage - as this guy says, “Hell, I’ll hit the hospital later, someone cut the line for me, so I can get rigged again.”
He did ask that no one tell any funny jokes though…