03-25-04
Just Angling for March 25, 2004
By Donald Millus
First Fishing Trip of Spring
Don’t get me wrong: I love those
flounder sandwiches from the
As faithful readers of this column know, I have been
working on my boat and trailer—I leave my 15-horse outboard to the
professionals. (A 15 is just right for
inlet and around the jetty fishing, especially with a 14-foot boat. Slow trolling is essential for flounder,
trout, and spottail bass, whether using artificials or live bait.)
I feel like one of those Oscar winners when I thank those
who helped with my rusted lug nuts on the trailer tires. Pete DeChamplain of Wild Wing golf course
fame was my first helper, plus Larry Burris and William Barker at Barker’s
After Burris and Barker finally blowtorched the lug nuts
on the trailer wheels, I still had to go to Wal-Mart where I found a good deal
on new rims and tires, about $25 each for very serviceable wheels. Change your tires and rims every five years
when you use your trailer in salt water—whether you need to or not.
Now after William replaces a few pop rivets on my
Duroboat, I’ll be ready to roll. (I
still plan to have my spring tune-up on the motor.)
Of course, I like to use artificial lures, MirrOlure plugs
or Cotee jigs, but early-season flounder most consistently respond to live mud
minnows, the fatter the better.
I note that flounder and salt water trout were not
included in the recent warning list of fish with high mercury levels. I still have not found out how we went for
years with not a hint of mercury in king mackerel to the recent warning that
pregnant women and children avoid kings, shark, and tilefish like the
plague. Even canned tuna got bad
reviews.
Jim Godfrey refers
to these warnings as “conservation by terrorism,” but since it is not very
likely that I get with child, I will continue to enjoy kings and sharks when I
catch them. The larger, more terrible
issue, is what are we doing to lessen mercury in the food chain so that our
descendants won’t have to worry about contaminated fresh fish.
One
of my other fishing buddies, 13-year-old Alicia, is also high on my guest list,
since she can hand me a sandwich without taking a bite out of it and handles a landing net better than Alice.
Do I
hear another “snuffff” from the dog pen?