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July 4, 2016 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Fighting fish

Not digested yet. Waiting the final tally on the thrill of Catch and Release, Sport. Fish have yet to be polled. (Although spear fishing brings up a whole different point.)

Couple in waders fly fishing in CO. ALL rights reserved. NO permissions granted. Copyrighted.

So, you are lassoing fish? (At this age, even waders are trendy)©

Getting outside. Standing in cold rushing water.

Away from any sort of screen, except sun screen (Building dwellers really can’t get away from it all, so that’s a pass.)

Relaxing. Meditating.

Re-entry to nature and the environment. Absorbing the sounds of the natural life.

Exercise most can enjoy.

Fishing is good for you. Don’t need to keep no stinking fish (or risk knife cuts) 

Just a quick pix to post is enough.

Humans have evolved! Catch and release: Perfect.

All the challenge and fun

Keeps fish plentiful for swarms of humans in tourist areas.

NO permissions gratned for this image. Rainbow trout in catch and release hands. ALL rights reserved. Copyrighted.

Splish, splash I was taking a bath. What about fishy rights of privacy?©

Anyone ask for fish input?

(I mean, ask their opinions, not about stocking ponds or barrels. A whole different kettle of fish.)

Is Catch and Release fish bullying or entrapment?

Lured by a delicacy or tidbit, could they sue for broken promises, false advertising, or breach of contract?

(Seriously, were they ever promised a rose garden? No.)

What about fish child abuse? A lot of that seems to happen. What are we teaching those young? (OMG. Someone will take up that cause soon. Just wait.)

Quit fishin? Never!

Besides they are just fish.

No thinking there…except maybe the really big, old ones – but how many of those are there?

Laugh at the thought of fish thinking their small fry are safe in schools.

small fish in hand and out of net. ALL rights reserved, copyrighted, NO permissions granted

Small fry better wise up fast or learn to live with “Ragged is beautiful”. Do fish have concerns over body image, too?©

Yep, hook, roughly jerk, watch the tormented gasping – but then , so kindly, release.

Only a sore mouth and tales to tell in fish camp that night.

Win-win!

Good sport.

Beautiful fast flowing river fly fishing spot near Aspen. ALL rights reerved. Copyrighted. NO permissions granted

Difficult to find your footing sometimes.©

Now for dinner. Tuna or salmon?

Those fish long out of water.

Nothing better than fresh fish pan-fried in a cast iron skillet over a camp fire.

Fin for yourself.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

MY image of Fast flowing mountain stream. ALL rights reserved. Copyrighte. NO permisions granted

Rolling with the river: more fun than rollin’ with city traffic.©

 

22 Comments

  1. Jay E. / Jul 4 2016 7:28 am

    When I was younger I despised fishing because I spent much time doing nothing in particular, just waiting for something to happen. Twenty years on, I love fishing for the exact same reason.

    For the record, I haven’t actually caught anything in four years, but still buy a license 🙂

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 4 2016 9:19 am

      As a kid there was a lot of sitting very still in the row boat – no talking, no wiggling around or splashing hands in the water…hot and dull very quickly. Dad did catch dinner almost everytime (which really helped the grocery bills…and besides while cleaning them, you get to learn a lot of biology at an early age). Just sitting by the water with nothing to do is such a luxury these days. Fishing Licenses support the parks and state wild life agencies – well worth the money! Thanks for fishing these waters

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  2. marthaschaefer / Jul 4 2016 8:41 am

    Hate fishing, love catching. What’s next? Shoot and release deer hunting? Perhaps big game safaris with stun guns? Not such a bad idea actually…

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 4 2016 9:33 am

      It is a bit odd, isn’t it? If the safaris offer individual humans on foot with ony a stun gun vs animals, it might actually be a big game. You might be on to something. Meanwhile, sitting on the river bank is worthwhile. Thanks for the fishy remarks

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  3. PiedType / Jul 4 2016 9:09 am

    When I was a kid, I thought drowning worms was fun. Not to mention taking home the occasonal sunfish or crappie I caught (although for all I know, the fish we had for dinner that night was store-bought). And I was fascinated by the fly fishing my dad did in Colorado steams and loved the trout he brought home for dinner. But catch and release? That sort of violates the whole point of fishing, IMO.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 4 2016 9:40 am

      Nooo. Not worms! Here we need all the worms we can get to keep the gumbo from turning into a solid slab of concrete in the summer HA HA. We always did rod and reel fishing in the parks in summer – always for dinner – you can just eat so many peanut butter/tuna sandwiches and carrot sticks.I don’t have a problem if you eat what you catch ( and the parks are strict about size limits). Fly fishing with guides was for rich guys. While catch and release does preserved fish populations, it seems a bit pointless. Can we just wave strings and sticks around and pretend to be fishing while enjoying the outdoors? Nah, too easy. Thanks for baiting this comment basket. (Happy 4th! )

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  4. RKLikesReeses / Jul 4 2016 11:44 am

    Hi!! No clue about fishing or anything related to it (fish comes out of cans or the freezer) but the idea of standing near or in a stream is lovely and those water pictures are gorgeous! 🙂

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 4 2016 5:53 pm

      Even better – there weren’t any mosquitoes! A mild sunny day. Rapidly moving water. No phone signal. Doesn’t get much better. Thanks for the splashy remark.

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  5. Kate Crimmins / Jul 4 2016 2:55 pm

    I haven’t fished in 40 years. I never was really good but one time I caught a huge catfish. I let it live. We were trying for trout. The best part of fishing was just being along a stream in nature without a lot people around.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 4 2016 6:02 pm

      Catfish – now those are real fish dressed for battle. We grew up eating the ones out of small lakes on grazing/farm pastures. Not really too much worry about overfishing. They did stock the “ponds” every few years with help from the game warden and fish hatcheries. Those fish really lucked into a lovely life with few predator fishermen.HA HA.
      Just saw a report about a WW II vet in for treatment in a VA noticed so many unsettled younger vets suffereing PTS. He likes fishing and thought they might enjoy it too. So he started invited some younger PTS vets to go fishing with him – and now it’s a big foundation that runs many many fishing trips for recovering vets. Docs say what you loved about fishing is healing many soldiers now. It may be fishing, but it’s not all about the fish. Thanks for reeling in that astute observation

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  6. PiedType / Jul 4 2016 7:33 pm

    “Nothing better than fresh fish pan-fried in a cast iron skillet over a camp fire.” Amen and a couple of hallelujahs! Fresh trout, caught by my dad, cleaned right there in the stream and tossed in a waiting skillet 20 yards away. Sizzling. Smoke rising through the pines. Rushing stream. Family laughing. None of that happens with catch and release.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 5 2016 7:39 am

      Another Disneyland experience – misses a good deal of the real thing. Every kid should the whole fishing experience that you describe! (Life’s own little school of science, cause and effect, with higher level thinking skill experiences included.) Now that was a splashy comment!

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  7. shoreacres / Jul 4 2016 8:38 pm

    Here’s my favorite fishing trick. Don’t bait the hook. With luck, you won’t catch a thing, but you’ll be able to sit along the bank, undisturbed, because everyone knows that people who are fishing don’t like to be disturbed!

    My fishing career: sunfish in the Raccoon River in Iowa with my dad (cane pole and bobber), one Walleye from a Minnesota lake, one redfish from island Moorings marine in Port A, and one baby something off a dock in POC. That’s it. I do have a photo of me holding the catch in Port O’Connor. Believe me, it’s not a photo I’d post publicly — the fish may have been small, but it was bigger than my bikini top. 🙂

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 5 2016 7:45 am

      A long held secret of life revealed! Where we were fishing they don’t use barbed hooks, supposedly the fish only get a new piercing instead of a rip. (Will we end up with thug fish demanding tatoos next?)
      And you can’t talk or make noise walking away. Fish like quiet and still….so you can imagine I wasn’t very good with the cane poles as a kid..relegated to the row boat on the opposite side of the lake. Did I drive the fish towards the fishermen, I wonder..We used to catch flounder in the Galveston marina slip along side our docked boat. Yummmy!
      Thanks for settling in to fish a while in these waters

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  8. The Hook / Jul 5 2016 12:29 pm

    I’m no fisherman – to say the least – but I love fish!
    And this post, of course.

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  9. angelswhisper2011 / Jul 5 2016 2:53 pm

    I knew I had to come by today, I was smelling the fish from my blog to yours, Philmouse. I am a real fisher…cat and tuna and salmon are my favorites and yes, it is relaxing too, I do it all the time 😀 Pawkisses for a Happy Fishing…now lets meditate 🙂 ❤

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 5 2016 3:28 pm

      Ah, the rushing water and fish dinner. Purrrfect. (and some lovely pictures to meditate on tomorrow, too) Thanks for the soothing remarks.

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  10. Paul / Jul 10 2016 5:08 am

    When i was young my Dad used to take me fishing sometimes. He would wake me before the sun rose and we would pack the car (having gotten everything ready the night before) and would drive for 3 hours to his favorite fishing hole – a river on the south shore of Nova Scotia (St Margaret’s – amazing that popped from memory after 50 years). We would move along the bank seeking the perfect spot, which apparently moved as the sun rose. As I grew older Dad stopped fishing – not sure why. I was of mixed emotions as an 8 year old as to the “enjoyment” of sitting still on the bank for hours. I like dthe time with Dad but the activity could have been more “active” to my mind.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 10 2016 12:56 pm

      Being with a dad out there fishing is worth a dozen mosquito bites and effort to be still and quiet.
      (We should send scouts out to that old fishing spot and see how it’s doing) Hope things are going well with you and it’s cool enough to sit outside and enjoy the neighborhood!
      Thanks for floating a comment this way

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  11. Fishing in Australia / Aug 16 2016 9:12 pm

    I love fishing. This article puts great thoughts and memories in my mind.
    Thank you

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Aug 19 2016 7:37 am

      Anyone who can not get distracted by being out in nature can fall in love with fishing hook, line, and sinker. Thanks for the splashy comment

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