Sunday, January 31, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Get Organized....Save Money; Catch More Fish
Take it away Kyle....
Separate by function/Brand |
Any fisherman who has accumulated
even the smallest amount of tackle can agree that organized tackle is easier to
keep track of then an unorganized mess.
Of course, the very nature of being an avid fisherman can get in the way
of getting organized. We would rather be
fishing, so we typically do!
For
most of my fishing life, over twenty years, my tackle could usually be found in
a pile in the corner of the garage or closet.
It wasn’t until I moved to a more northern state, where we have a real
winter and at least a few weeks of very little fishing, that I finally began to
seriously organize my tackle. This is
truly the biggest obstacle. The “decision”
to get organized. Otherwise, there is
plenty of information on the internet with all kinds of ideas on how best to
organize your tackle.
First
and foremost, I needed to take a step back and look at how I fish (boat, shore,
kayak, or canoe), what species I fish for, and where I would be storing my
tackle. This is important to deciding
what kind of storage containers to purchase.
Easily Stackable |
These days, the majority of my fishing trips are out of a 16 ft JVX, Carolina Skiff. I have a decent amount of storage under the deck of my boat, and a small amount of room under my side console. I came up with a basic plan that would keep trip preparation simple from the garage to my boat and back.
I chose to organize my lures by
design and purpose, and also considered the purpose of the storage bins. I kept it simple for shelf storage, choosing
to go with cheap 1.5 liter storage bins with basic snap on lids. They are just sitting on a shelf in a garage,
so there was no need to have a locking lid or anything heavy duty. Each lid has a description written with
sharpie for easy identification. As you
can see, all lures are kept in their original packaging inside these
containers.
$1 - great for keeping them on a shelf |
Canvas binder for bulk bought soft plastics |
Heavy duty stowaway containers Contents include: Tools, Line, change of clothes/towel, etc.. |
Last
but not least, I have a more mobile storage system consisting of a large
waterproof/dry bag from Mustad. This is
stored underneath my side console for easy access. Half of it holds up to 6 tackle trays, and
the other half typically consists of mix and match various bags of soft
plastics or any other lures I want to bring on that specific trip. It also has room for my Lowrance HD7
Chartplotter/Fish finder combo and Go Pro during transit. Additionally, this would be my tackle bag to
bring if fishing on someone else’s boat.
Dry bag for "On the water" |
As you can see, getting organized is a conscience decision, and it takes some planning and forethought. That said, it can also be incredibly useful. From pre trip planning to on the water supplies, simply getting organized can make sure your ready for the next trip or day on the water.
Thanks everyone...tight lines!
Kyle
A picture of the finished product |
Monday, January 4, 2016
Fill in the Blank
We’ve all been there, we’ve all tried to describe it and for
many of us across the coast, particularly in South Louisiana, we can finish
that sentence with a lot of words. However, often times what we fail to do in
our description is adequately convey the passion that simple sentence can
create. In addition, it probably varies from angler to angler across the
coastal states that have speckled trout roaming their waters. For instance it
may differ in Texas, where trout fishing is a test of skill and angling
ability, or in Florida, where trout fishing may take a back seat to snook and
tarpon fishing in the keys, glades or the flats. Despite your upbringing and
angling ability or frequency, if you’ve chased speckled trout and enjoy
catching them, you’ve undoubtedly had to fill in the blank.
For the anglers in South Louisiana, 2 years ago, that
sentence may have ended with “in trouble.” As I’ve written in a blog post titled
“Louisiana Speck 5 Years Later” featured
on Vanishing Paradise’s national webpage. I concluded from a report by the
National Wildlife Federation that speckled trout recruitment for the 2010 and
2011 year groups were significantly hampered by the effects of the Deepwater
Horizon Disaster. As a result, I felt as if this almost totally contributed to
the reduction in trout harvested in 2013 and 2014. It also didn’t help that we
had 2 of the harshest winters on top of this disaster, which I’m sure didn’t
play into the avid trout fisherman’s favor. Fortunately, Mother Nature decided
to give Old Man Winter a pair of Simms and a brand new Revo SX, and as expected
the trout fishing is right back on track. I still think 25 trout/day/person is
totally ridiculous, but hey that’s another blog post.
Speaking of which, my dad of all people, a baby boomer born
in the 1940’s, who grew up in a time when the limits were limitless in S. LA.,
and he and his buddies judged their angling success like Jesus and his disciples,
as to whether they caught so many fish the boat would barely stay afloat. So, when he became the top tagger of speckled trout in the state of Louisiana in 2015 I was beyond proud. So
to him that opening sentence, probably ends with “a resource we need to manage
due to my selfishness when I was younger.” In all seriousness, I have to give
my pops some serious props. As I mentioned last January, my
dad had set his sights on becoming the Top Tagger in the state of LA for 2015
and he achieved that feat. He did so in astonishing fashion. For starters he
was the only angler, participating in the program to eclipse 2000 trout, 2086
to be exact. He did that over 85 trips…now I’m not too good at Math being from
New Orleans and everything, but I can add, subtract and even divide a little,
but that comes out to 24.54 trout/trip. That means in the 12 weeks my dad
decided to go fishing, he caught a LA limit every trip. In addition, he’s
already had 56 recaptures and more importantly provided invaluable data for the
Department of Wildlife and Fisheries to help study and manage the resource. I
wouldn’t say he’s made up for all that catching and keeping when he was
younger, but he’s working on it. Shoot, he’s already tagged another 650 trout
this year, which is better than the pace he set last year….repeat?!?
Can you tell who's better? I'll give you a hint... |
Now it’s my turn to finish the sentence. As you can probably
tell by my blog, podcast, Facebook page and Instagram account…I love to trout
fish J I’ve
written a few to many blog post covering my emotion about these fish, to the
point where my wife kinda jokes about the only girls she’s worried about me
cheating on her with is 30+”s and has specks on her back and eats plastic lures.
I’ve described about as in-depth as possible the feeling of “The Tap” when a
trout hits a jig, and I’ve even tried to artistically detail the environment in
which they can be caught (hard shell/oyster reefs/sandy or muddy bottom). All that said, I really can’t remember the
first time I caught my first trout, but I can remember me and my buddies
swimming in the surf after we caught a limit of trout wadefishing in Bay Joe
Wise. I can’t remember the first time I saw a trout shake its head, but I can
remember waking up to “Dixieland Delight” by Alabama that would play on my dad’s
alarm clock. I also can’t remember the first time I felt “the tap” but I can
remember letting my son Ramsey steer the boat to a set of rocks by the Beau
Rivage in Biloxi, MS and watch him catch his first trout. You see, for me,
trout fishing isn’t only about the notable characteristics, the characteristics
which draws us to these fish. In fact the more I reflect on that sentence I
find that its way more important than that. I recently heard a quote lately in
a fishing video posted on the Simms website and it said, “For me the deeper I
get into fishing, the fish becomes secondary to the experience.” So to close
out this blog post, all I can say is that growing up in South Louisiana, trout
fishing is....Life.
Tight Lines and God
Bless!
Chris
Me, My Pops and My Bro - Chaland Pass, Empire, LA |
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