Fishing

Blowfish where the easiest fish to catch you didn't even need bait just a hook when they were at that Peak for a while way back. You have to know how to clean them because I am told they are poisonous. There's only one area of good meat I believe it's by the tail. I also have been told they are delicious but I've never tried them.
 
There was a fishing spot on one of the side streets in Rockaway that my father found. The road ended into a small parking lot. Straight ahead was a pier where we fished and crabs from. On the left was a bar with a wooden walkway on the right that went to the back of the building where it turned into a deck where they sold bait. In the floor of the deck was a giant killifish trap, where you could buy a quart of killifish. We would use killifish, and pieces of chicken to bait our crab traps. 🦀 We never called them killifish we always shortened to Killies. We would also purchase a pack of blood worms or shinners for fishing.

We throw out 2 sometimes 3 crab traps depends on how many people were fishing from that pier. it was my job as the older brother to cast the traps as far as I could and we let them sit for 15-20 minutes and then yank them in. While waiting we fished. there was a hole about 70 ft from the pier where if you hit it with your bait you will guaranteed to catch a sandporgy.

I was always trying to cast the crab trap the furthest I could from the pier. Thinking it would be a more productive area because it wasn't crabbed out like the closer locations. one time I decided to give it my best heave. I flung it over my head with all my strength, and the damn thing went straight up I yelled "heads up" as it headed straight down, everyone on that pier scattered as it crashed into the pier. We laugh about it today but at the time it was embarrassing.
 
Blowfish where the easiest fish to catch you didn't even need bait just a hook when they were at that Peak for a while way back. You have to know how to clean them because I am told they are poisonous. There's only one area of good meat I believe it's by the tail. I also have been told they are delicious but I've never tried them.
I just read that they are safe to eat but you gotta avoid the liver, which contains toxins. I don't know if that means to be careful while cleaning the fish, or just to avoid eating the liver. If I recall correctly, we cut off the head, peeled the skin back and lifted a large boneless piece of meat off of the top of the spine.

I also just read that people use sand fleas as bait for porgys (a fish I have never heard of.)
 
There was a fishing spot on one of the side streets in Rockaway that my father found. The road ended into a small parking lot. Straight ahead was a pier where we fished and crabs from. On the left was a bar with a wooden walkway on the right that went to the back of the building where it turned into a deck where they sold bait. In the floor of the deck was a giant killifish trap, where you could buy a quart of killifish. We would use killifish, and pieces of chicken to bait our crab traps. 🦀 We never called them killifish we always shortened to Killies. We would also purchase a pack of blood worms or shinners for fishing.

We throw out 2 sometimes 3 crab traps depends on how many people were fishing from that pier. it was my job as the older brother to cast the traps as far as I could and we let them sit for 15-20 minutes and then yank them in. While waiting we fished. there was a hole about 70 ft from the pier where if you hit it with your bait you will guaranteed to catch a sandporgy.

I was always trying to cast the crab trap the furthest I could from the pier. Thinking it would be a more productive area because it wasn't crabbed out like the closer locations. one time I decided to give it my best heave. I flung it over my head with all my strength, and the damn thing went straight up I yelled "heads up" as it headed straight down, everyone on that pier scattered as it crashed into the pier. We laugh about it today but at the time it was embarrassing.
At least you didn't let go of the rope.
 
I was just telling Mark this morning , how I miss his fishing. The freezer always had fish he caught, for 15 years never bought fish.Just as well the fish in Kansas probably not a good as Texas :p
Friggin' Texans. Even the fish have attitudes.

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Good morning to all-

I have enjoyed reading the posts and comments here about fishing.

You see, fishing has been one of the central elements of my life. My first infant memories are of clear, flowing burbling water and very soon after, things called "fish" that were brought up from the water by hook, line, and treachery. That catching of fish grabbed me and has never let go.

I've fished in fresh water, salt water, brackish water- in north and central America. I have even made a little money from my fishing life. I found that someone who could both catch fish and also tell others in words and photos how it was done can actually get paid- not much, but enough to be able to defend spending the time and effort going fishing.

I love being on the water in small craft with fishing gear, and to be honest, I don't have to keep fish to eat to enjoy it. But I also will admit, I do love fresh fish cooked up right.

And where I live, I can walk five minutes to be on the shores of small ponds which hold plenty of decent, not too bright fish which usually respond to my offerings.

Yep, fishing is important to me. I expect that fishing will not only be my first memory, but probably my last memory, too.

you all be safe and keep well- Ed
 
My folks also loved fishing, and on the weekends in the summer, we all went up to one of the beautiful mountain lakes in North Idaho and camped for the weekend and fished. One of the earliest pictures is of me happily playing in the water’s edge at one of the lakes where we were camping and fishing that weekend.

As I got older, i learned how to fish with an old bait reel that my dad had, and he had a new spinning reel, which was a brand new thing back in the early 1950’s. My mom would always make fried chicken and potato salad, and we cooked the fish over the campfire and ate them. One of my best breakfast memories is having fresh trout, pancakes and eggs cooked over a campfire by my Mom and Grandpa Bailey.
This is when I was about a year old, on one of the camping and fishing trips. You can see how much I was enjoying the water’s edge, and being at the lake.

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We are going to get our rods/reels cleaned up and perhaps do some trout fishing around here somewhere sometime. When we lived in Parker, Colorado, and had our old 16 foot Invader Power Boat, we'd go to Chatfield State Park and do some trout fishing in the No Wake Area of the Reservoir. We caught quite a few Rainbows back then (summer of 2004 thru 2007) on weekends. On the boat we now have, we have fishing rod holders that we can reinstall on both gunwales of the boat and a Fish Finder/Sonar. Won't be able to use that stuff until next summer. We have plenty of pictures of Rainbow Trout we caught.
 
Back in the 60s we had a neighbor whose father was caretaker for Eric Sevareid's country place in Marshall VA (about 50 miles west of DC.) Back then, 50 miles on the then-current roads was more like 100 miles today. There was a small pond on the place that never got fished. All you needed was a line with a hook on it and some white bread and you could catch all the sunfish you wanted.
 
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