Which is why, when a fellow angler just down the river told me a nice ‘bow was just frozen in the snow, I got pretty peeved.
I have no problem with harvesting for the sake of eating. Or even the occasional trophy. But I can’t abide wanton waste. Maybe it was dropped on accident. Hopefully. Something probably ate it, so, it technically didn’t go to waste, but it’s one less fish to target in a pressured system. Sucks for all of us.
Make sure to say something if you see poaching or waste. To maintain the great quality of fishing we have, we all have to be pretty conscious of what we do.
I don’t want us policing each other because we should be acting like responsible adults on our own behalf. Hunters and anglers are often in the position of getting away with small things like fishing a three-fly rig when there is a two-hook limit because there is no one around to see.
But, public lands degradation often comes from the “death by a thousand tiny cuts.” Aldo Leopold has a great quote: “Ethical behavior is doing the right thing when no one else is watching–even when doing the wrong thing is legal.”
In less preachy news:
I heard from friends that, above the Route 9 bridge, there was some decent to spotty action near the Y-Pool. Some use sub-22 nymphs and midges, others swing a soft-hackle. I almost never fish that upper section of the river, but maybe I should have this weekend.
And, I have no idea what this week of up and down weather has done to the lower stretches. The upper section will fish just like it always does being buffered by that bottom release dam, even with this upcoming rain.
Tight lines, everybody!