00:00:01 Speaker 1: Hot dish was once described to me as just every leftover in the fridge dumped into a castrole dish and baked together. Not necessarily. Not necessarily, I just threw some names in the hat. I got a little toxic in that Jenny for a while, proving I was og metal and a virgin. Good morning, degenerate anglers, Welcome to Bent, the podcast that melted at the top of your mister buddy heater when we borrowed it last ice fishing season and still haven't bought you a new one. I'm Joe Surmelli, Miles Nulty, and straight up, man, you gotta be careful when you're toasting sandwiches on your mister buddy heaters. So that is an actual public service that we're offering you truth. And if anybody out there is watching or has been watching the fur Hat Ice Tour on our YouTube channel, you know that Janie and Mark Norquist had fun spearing whitefish and pike in Minnesota. But what you don't see is that is the behind the scenes carnage. We permanently damaged a borrowed space heater when we put our foil wrap sandwiches on it, and the foil deflected the heat right up into the plastic frame on that heater. And yeah, I got a little toxic in that Jenny for a while, so I don't do that. I was not part of this production, but weren't. Weren't you the producer the producer of that episode? I was. I was the producer of the episode. I was the one who put the sandwiches on the heater. H Yeah, so entirely your fault, then, entirely my fault, guest, Well, that was a rookie move. You should have known better. Any real hard water guy brings the aftermarket grill attachment for the heater. And I'm not a real hardwater guy, but even I know that it's standard ice fishing here these days. I know that now, all right, Like you learned, I learned my lesson, and I realized straight up, I have so much to learn. Still want to come to ice fishing. But the one thing I know for sure is that you absolutely cannot go out on the ice without a thermis of coffee. Ah, that is true. And if you're gonna drink coffee, you might as well drink good coffee. Okay. This podcast is entirely fueled by black Rifle Coffee. Whether we're sitting over a hole staring at a flasher and willing one of those thick red lines to appear, or we're sitting in front of a computer pressing control ought delete because doom Froze made a shoot out again, We've probably got a cup of Black Rifle in our hands right now. I kind of can't get enough of the just black roast, which I get delivered right to my door through Black Rifle Coffee subscription service. Super convenient, and yeah, if you're coffee drinker, I highly recommend signing up. Yep, just go to Black Rifle Coffee dot com backslash meat Eater to get started, and if you use the promo code meat Eater at checkout, they'll give you a twenty percent discount just for having good taste in podcasts, Yes, indeed they will. All right, getting back to the show, it is time for trivia. But I do feel the need to publicly admit that that story about melting the barred heater, like we were just making it up some shit to say that was completely true. All of that happened, and in fact, the heater in question actually belong to our trivia guest today. Okay, and yeah, I don't I don't know why she keeps agreeing to come on the show. Ah, this is why I can't have nice things. Yeah, we still haven't replaced the heat her. Just for the record, you gotta be highly skilled for these shows. You understand that you're well versed there. You're very smart man. All right, So we've reached the part of the show where we call smart and talented people and ask them stupid questions. Joining us today is angler hunter and biologist Mandy Yerick. Mandy, how's it going? It's going, guys, Thanks for the call. Oh, you know, these are always fun for us. Are you Are you ready to play some trivia? I'm ready to play some trivia? All right, let's do it now. If I remember correctly from a conversation you and I had in your garage, which is a better man cave than any man cave I've ever been in. For the record, you had a hand in naming some of the soft plastic baits for thirteen fishing, right, yes, yes, so so like maybe say the bubble butt or the Chiro or the my name's Jeff, all infused with donkey sauce. You're you're to blame for all that, not necessarily. Not necessarily, I just threw some names in the hat. Oh all right, so you're not You're not going to own any of those, at least not publicly. Nope, all right, Well, today I'm going to give you a list of ridiculously named soft plastic baits that are not made by thirteen Fishing. Your job is to correctly identify which one is fake. All right, So all of these except for one is an actual soft plastic bait, and you gotta figure out which one is is not real? You got it? I got it, all right? So is it a vibra grub, B, shrill Pin, C, Jiggilator, D, Bearded crazy Legs, chigger craw or E Machette. I'm gonna go with a You're gonna go with a. Yeah. I think you think the vibra grub does not exist. No, I'm sorry, No, the vibra grub is a real bait. I'm gonna be in so much trouble for getting that wrong. All of those except for the jiggle Lator actually or real baits. And uh, I'm just gonna give everyone a hint out there. Don't look up jiggle Lator online. You won't like what you find. Mandy, thanks so much for being a good sporting plan. Always good to talk to you. Thanks, guys, gotta say man, Mandy remains our reigning smooth Moves champion. Yeah, with the best and by best, I mean worse guide story we've gotten yet. If you haven't heard that one, go check out episode six. I believe it was the podcast. Bring an extra bottle of bleach and a few rolls of Sharman though. Okay, so you know what we're talking about, and go watch the fur Hot Ice Tour on the Media YouTube channel. You can watch Mandy try to teach Jannis how to ice fish for wallet and explain once and for all the difference between hot dish and castroll. Inquiring minds want to know. Hot dish was once described to me as just every leftover in the fridge dumped into a castle dish and baked together from Hamburger, Helper kung pound chicken in it goes that may be true, but I, like Mande, will go to the mat with you and kick your ass and tell you that there's more to it than that and win because I really don't know what I'm talking about anyway, We're gonna transition now from hot coffee, ice cleats, bibs, and tiny poles to cold beer, flip flops, board shorts, and long rods. And look, every year around this time, I personally start feeling the itch for some saltwater flats fishing and warm climes, and I inevitably think about the small island nation of the Bahamas. It's been so long since I've been there. I long for andros and adimony man Bimonys, the Sleeper, by the way, big bones. But the Bahamas defined saltwater flats fishing as we know it. The country controls the largest expanse of saltwater flats in the world, and it's built an entire multi billion dollar industry around bonefish, a species that, if you think about it, right, not so long ago, was practically worthless totally. Locals caught them just to sell to big gamers, as Marlin bates like, that's what they back in the day. They trolled them from our imagine that, right. But also they're super flashy and reflective, so I kind of get it. But that was in the not so distant past. Anyway. In this week's Freaking Philistine segment, where we encourage all of you to get out there and read actual words that have been printed on actual paper. Miles is going to tell you about a book that traces the history of that fishery and explains how it all came about. What's fasting. It's a guy who doesn't care about books or interesting films and things, an unfasting. The great thing about poetry is that sometimes you can get lost in it. When a poem works, it resonates past logic. You lose yourself in a chord of language, of a perfect economy of words that hits in a way that doesn't necessarily make sense, but it feels good. You might not understand what's going on, but you enjoy it. The problem with poetry is sometimes you can get lost in it. Without a story or characters to hold onto, a poem can feel like this chaotic jumble, a dartboard of language, a monkey with a dictionary, And when that happens, words that might make you feel something turn into ash and slip through your fingers. Chris Dombrowski primarily writes poetry, but his book Body of Water is narrative nonfiction. On its face, it's just a damn good fishing story, a Rocky Mountain fishing guide gets obsessed with a certain saltwater fish and goes on to spend time and money that his young family just can't afford pursuing that fish. Of course, all of us who genuinely understand pursuing fish know that it's never just about the fish, and as readers followed Dombrowski onto sun soaked flats, chasing another hook up, another banshee howling run, we get far more than we might have expected. This book provides an unauthoritative account of the Bahamian bonefish industry through the cataract milked eyes of a man who arguably pioneered that industry. It explores how these unpalatable and once reviled bottom feeders became silver bricks in the foundation of high end Bohemian tourism, and the subsequent tussle over who gets to stand on top of that structure. Body of water stands out not just as an engrossing fishing book with enough depth to feel worthy of your time, but as a sublime example of what happens when a poet turns his whittled phrasings into a long form narrative. It's just satisfying to read. Here's an example. I was about to enter my thirteenth year as a fly fishing guide in Montana, but would have to wait two months before my seasonal work began in Earnest, and wait twice that many months before I could begin to row my way out of five figure deep debt, the product of some of my patented financial wizardry, which was itself largely a product of having indentured myself to the angling life at age sixteen, followed by sustained attempts to live like a sixteen year old for the ensuing seventeen years. I think it's fair to say, now, with the perspective several years afford that I was at best clinically depressed, fatigued with indecision that boarded on dread, and in need of professional help. My psychologist father would have referred me to any number of well qualified counselors, but out of some strange think or allegiance, I trusted only waters treatments. Threadbare more than a bit benumbed, I hoped I might be able to fish myself out of my fret driven depression. I've done it before, each cast a pathway out of what I assumed was myself, I remembered vaguely, or perhaps it invented an apocryphal story in which doctors an ancient India tied mentally ill patients the trees beside the moving water, sequestered near the sound of water running over rocks, the mad were often cured. I was hoping to fill such a prescription. Now, if that doesn't make you want to follow along, you just don't like good fishing stories. So do yourself a favor and pick up a copy of Body of Water. Dude, we need to get Nebraski on this show, aren't you? Aren't you two buddies? Like, why have we not heard he done this? Is he worried hanging out with us my tarnish's brand or something? No, no, no, no, it's not like that. It's not like that. I mean, yes, Chris is a very well respected writer and a guy, but he's not like one of those holier than now high and mighty kind of dudes. It's that is not on him, honestly, Like I am the problem. We he and I we just haven't had a chance to catch up, you know, And like I don't want to be I don't want the first contact for me to be be asking him for a favor, you know, like I don't. I don't want to be that guy. Like we have'm talked in like ten months, but hey, I got something. Can you help me out with something? I just I don't want to do that, you know, so I gotta catch up with him. Oh, it's it's that's totally fancy, like my buddy. It's like my buddy John Frasier at sim and be like, hey man here, waiters, how you being by the way, shout out to John. That is fair, but you should get on that. And while we hope to have Nembraski on the show sometime soon, we're not waiting around for him. This show, like the news, waits for no one, and it is time for fish news. Fish news. That escalated quickly. All right, let's fire up some housekeeping quickly. Kind of big news. I mean it's not really big. It's kind of exciting news. At least it's not big news. We have stickers finally, and I'm such a I'm such a sticker nerd. Some of you guys have been asking about stickers, and some of you may have seen Miles and I post these on our Instagram pages, last week. But quick sticker recap, we now have some super bad ass Meat Eater fishing stickers drawn by my good Bud and killer artist Mike suit All, and they've got a wicked food chain Russian nesting doll sort of thing. One one listener even liking it to the human centipede. But he, I mean, he's just a sick of so like's not really can't go that way, but anyway, it's a muskie swallowing a bass, that's swallowing a trout that's swallowing a minner and it's damn cool. So those are now available to all in the Meat Eater's store, but strong possibility Miles and I might have a few stacks of those set aside to give away. That is highly likely a little secret stash maybe little see yeah you know, but we also have official degenerate Angler Bent stickers, which trained eyes might notice mirror the text segues used in the movie Clerks. So the burning question out there, how do you get some? I know all of you were wondering, Well, there are a few different options if we use anything that you send to our email Bent at the Meat Eater dot com on the show, whether it's an awkward photo or a salebin item, or a news story, or a question for Lance, a bar nomination, really really anything at all. Even if we just give you a shout out or you correct us on something we screw up, you'll get a little sticker pack from us. We'll send it to you. However, we're also we're also keeping an eye on the hashtags Degenerate Angler and bent podcast on the Graham, So you know, if you impress us, like make us laugh, we'll probably throw some stickers your way. Yeah, at least for now, the only way to get yourself an official Degenerate Angler sticker is to somehow charm me or Miles, but a modicum of work involved. The I think about how much cool it will be to stick one of these ultimately valueless items on your lands Fee series tackle box because you got it directly from us. And I'll also add that we're not very difficult to charm. So yeah, simple people, it's time for you to represent. We appreciate it. All right, It is time to get to fish news and a quick reminder, this is a competition. Joe and I do not know which stories the others bringing to the table, and we are as always competing for the praise, the recognition, and the validation of our paternal podcast engineer Phil Joe. You're leading off, man, What do you I am? I am so I'll tell you what, dude, I'm about to make a very dedicated listener of this program, perhaps even may I go as far as as to say our number one fan very happy this week, Okay. And that person is mister Mike Stevens of the web turn Outdoor News. Oh, Mike, Mike, Yeah, dude, all right, I know. I'm sorry. I'm gonna I'm gonna jump in on you because you reminded me. You actually reminded me of some some housekeeping I should probably do too, because I totally forgot. I have a very important correction that needs to be addressed. Mike. Uh. He wrote in to tell me that I messed up in our recent interview that we did with Oliver and I and and in that we asked Oliver to choose between Nike pumps and Rebok catapults, and Mike wrote he said, I'm pretty sure it was La Gear, not Reebok that made the catapult a watchdog. That's a watchdog right there, And he goes on to say, I only remember because I played hoops in high school, and back then it was all about whose shoe you wore. Carl Malone rock catapults, but LA gear was almost always in the lame category. So thank you for that, Mike. And since I wrote the question, I take full responsibility for that that egregious error. And let's hope I don't mess up anything near that important in fish news here. Sorry, well back, No, no, no, no, no, no, that's great. I'm glad we worked that in. Mike gets double shouted out, But this is no joke. I didn't go look Mike up. This story of his in the Western Outdoor News genuinely popped up in my Google news feed, and it's very recent, and it resonated with me so much, and I'm betting it or resonate with a lot of other people out there. And it made me say, yes, damn right, you preach brother, Mike headline Lake Management stop publicizing stock days. So listen, yeah, I got I got a serious education from this piece. Because I'm not hip to the California truck trout scene. I don't know anything about it, and according to Mike's story, due to a mix of factors, which include some virus outbreaks at certain fish hatcheries, meaning the fish, not the people like that. I don't know what they got, but the fish got sick, plus COVID nineteen, budget shortfalls, misallocated funds, and as he put it, a deprioritizing of fishing at state and federal leadership levels. California had a shortage of trout this past season, and this is a big problem. And as in many other states, it sounds like Callie has a mix of fish that you know, some come from state hatcheries and some come from private hatcheries, which is important because I'll jump into a selection from Mike's story says lakes opting for private providers of hatchery rainbows are not immune either, because anglers frustrated at the lack of trout plants at their local holes are going to look elsewhere, and most are willing to get up earlier and burn some gas in order to find spots where putting five on a stringer is within the realm of possibility. Lake stock by private, non DFW hatcheries are no longer solely doing so for the benefit of local anglers, because those folks are the ones taking advantage of the best trout fishing a given lake has to offer, and most of that carnage is going down on the day a lake is stocked. Most anglers know the location that their favorite lakes are stocked, and even on an unfamiliar lake, it's easy to figure out, and there's not many practical workarounds there. But lake staffers or city personnel publicizing the day, if not the time of the plant on social media or their own websites is what creates that gauntlet, and that's what he's saying needs to stop. And Mike goes on to say, there's an understandable benefit to posting those details because it results in cars lined up outside the gate hours before the lake area opens. And it sounds like a lot of these lakes, which is a little different from the East Coast, have concession stands that sell everything from coffee to worms, to fishing permits and hot dogs, and they make money off people showing up to catch these trout. But his argument is that that quick spike in cash right produced by posting these minute stocking details, it's kind of a bad win because what happens is the joint gets fished out in a day or two. Then there's this long ass lull in action between stockings during which these same session stands aren't making any money. And meanwhile he's saying, all you see on social media, you know, as people crying about this spot's fished out, it's fished out, it's fished out over here, or berating people calling them truck trout chasers, you know. And yet, as Mike points out, the situation has sort of forced you to become a truck chaser, because if you want to experience a really good hot bite, you kind of sort of have to play this game. You have to be there when they're stocked. And Mike finishes with why not keep stock dates under wraps? You can still announce how many pounds will be stocked over the course of a season, or how many times within a given month trout will go in. And even DFW only publishes the weak trout planser schedule to happen, not the day. And he says, if we adopted that, if California adopted that, he says, the crowds will spread out over the rest of the month, making fishing more comfortable, and there will absolutely be more permits and worms and cups of Joe sold over the long run to all the new faces in the crowd. And dude, this hits so close to home for me, it's not even funny. I'll tell you, Like out here my entire life. Trout stock streams in Jersey closed two weeks before the season opened, and across the river in Pennsylvania one month before the season opened, and those rivers and lakes could be stocked anytime within that period, right and then after opening day you could find out the weak most bodies of water would be stocked, but not the day, and there were a few exceptions. There were a few places where you could find out the day, however, you weren't allowed to fish on that day, or you could fish like after six pm or something like that. But the bottom line is my entire life, the stockers would flush the system, you know what I mean. You could wade a couple miles of any given trout stream, well away from the easy access stock points and catch fish. And I don't do this as much as I did growing up, but per recent experiences over the last few years, that doesn't really seem to happen more. And you know now, is that because it's so easy to figure out the stock weeks and days, not entirely because it's always been that way. I think it's a combo there being a lot more people out there that want to chase stock trout now than you have the influence of social media, and I think since time is money for a lot of people, there's more effort to hit places as close to stocking as possible. And I swear these days, man like you only catch these fish where they're dumped, and they won't be there for long. And I'm getting long on this, but I got to end with this example. My daughter's five, just old enough for little chess waiters, and I took her to a stream I grew up fishing for the first time this past spring, and she caught her first trout right. But we started at the bridge. Nothing went to two more known holes down nothing. Fourth hole was a charm. We caught four trout, missed a few all in just that one hole brought him home, cooked them up short trip because five year olds have no attention span. But I went back two days later by myself and there in that spot was a roost tail package some asshole left on the bank, and I called zero trout and I waited half a mile or so downstream zero trout. So my point is, like my daughter had this really sort of cherished milestone experience because of pure dumb luck and timing, Like we just went. I paid no attention to the schedule, and it was pure luck. And had I taken her two days later, she may not have caught her first trout last spring, and we probably would have caught nothing. And I feel like what Mike's saying and what I see here that's in a lot of places becoming what trout stocked fishing is. Man, I got this is so outside of my realm of experience and understanding because I've just I've never ever done any of this, and so yeah, on one hand, it's really fascinating to me just this this whole culture about trying to time where they're going to be and when they're going to be there. I know, now, correct me if I'm wrong, But it sort of sounds like what you're saying is what Mike is calling for is what's already happening out east, and that's not solving the problem either. Well, if that's not the solution, what is it? I mean? See, I think this is this is what's happening here on both sides of the country, Right, I think you have a good example of government or whoever thinking that by putting this detailed information out there, they're making it easier for more people to enjoy fishing and enjoy the outdoors. Right. But that's that's questionable, you know. I agree people want to know where their money is being spent. So to say, hey, especially out here, we buy we buy trout stamps, all that money goes to the hatchery programs. So to say, hey, we're putting X amount of pounds of trout in these rivers between April one and May thirtieth, and call it done that we've told you how many trout are going in there, you know when opening day is. But beyond that, I think it would be a great idea to completely randomize that and not make it so so cut and dry. But at the same time, it's always been that way out here, and it's I don't know, man, I don't know if it's fewer people fishing. I don't know if it's more people jumping out there following those those stock days. But you know, growing up, yeah, like you'd get your jolly's catching six and ten minutes at the bridge an opening day, like you wanted that chain stringer full of year six right away. But the real satisfying ones was like that lone fatty you'd catch in June, a couple miles like way away from where they stocked. You know that one hole over almost wild at that point. Oh, it's almost what the meat was, dude, the big thing here. You open up, it's got pink meat. The meat turned pink like that was like the big thing. But I don't know, man, I I talked to a lot of dudes. I feel like that's not as common an occurrence now. It's like you better get your ass there. When they're dumped, they're gonna get whacked out of these holes, no time to flush the system. And that's that's. I have no issue with stock trout fishing. It's what I grew up doing. And back in the day, they would they would get throughout a good chunk of the system and then it would actually feel like you were trout fishing for real. They were still stocked, but you could sneak around a bend or walk a little further and pick fish off and it's it doesn't happen like that anymore. It sounds like the way that you're describing it happening now, and what Mike was writing about sounds really transactional to me, Like it makes me think of those pay to play hatchtery ponds where you could, you know, five bucks for three trout right, you know, which never, even when I was a kid and all I cared about was catching fish, those had no appeal to me, Like I was just not interested in doing that. And so the idea of stocked trout streams, at least in my head, is not to be that paid hatchery pond, but it's to simulate the experience of its exact catching trout in a semi wild environment that feels more like fishing. And what it sounds like you guys are both describing is the loss of that sense. And I think I agree that that's a problem. I don't know enough to say like, well, I think this is the solution, because I'd be an asshole to say that, but I agree that there is a problem. There no, no, no, and and and you said that beautifully. That's what it was like. You accept that these are you know, clipfin, you know, raceway fish, but they're put there so that your river that's probably going to be dry by June, feels like a real trout stream for a few months. And you get out there and you fish the riffles. And I don't fully understand the Calie deal, but I don't think it's it's full on pay Lake. It just sounds to me like, you know, these are these are private and state stockings, but it's not a paila because the pay Lake is constantly adding more to I did. I was just I was using the pay things as an example of what it's not trying to be. I mean, same same deal here in our lakes man, Like, you know, they stock a bunch of lakes here, but anymore you you go a couple of weeks after they do that, because guarantee they were people knew exactly when they were dumping them, and they like what I could never understand is that how you could look at it as a good time to like sit there with your power bait in the water while they're dumping nets of trout over top of the power bait in the water. Like that ruins the whole thing. Yeah, But anyway, it's like it's like pulling the curtain back on the magic. I totally get that. We I think there's one we could probably cover like half a show on. But I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna move us away because because otherwise we will and and I'm gonna follow it up with some other questionable fishing practices within the industry. And it's a little bit awkward because I feel like, pretty soon we're gonna get a reputation on this show for bagging on fishing tournaments. And you know, neither of us are tournament anglers, and that's something we have discussed in the past. But I feel like I gotta say I don't actively hate on tournament fishing. It's not something I want to do, but I don't hate on it. And I think tournaments increase the visibility and the popularity of fishing, and that's something that you and I both fully support. Yeah, and I'll clarify for myself too, like I'm not a tournament guy, not my scene, not when I'm into, not why I fish. But I am also not like anti like there should never be fishing tournaments at all. I'm really really not. But this bite. Having said all that and needing to caveat that, this next story is exactly the kind of outcome that can paint tournaments in a bad light, all right. So in July of twenty nineteen, a guy by the name of Ben Wu hosted a two day bass tournament on the Saint Lawrence River in Ontario, Canada. After the opening day of the tournament, the Ontario Ministry of Natural Resources started getting calls from local anglers reporting that lots of fish were dying. After the tournament, Bruce Tufts, who's the fisheries biologist that helped craft the province's guidelines on fish handling during competition, he went down to the marina because he'd heard these rumors and he was just wanting to investigate. So he and some officers from the Ministry of Natural Resources. They started poking around. They found a few dead fish and the bushes nearby, and they found a few more in the water, but then a marina employee pointed them toward a dumpster. There they found one hundred and eighty five dead smallmouth double bagged in black plastic and buried under a bunch of other trash. In total, investigators found nearly two hundred fish that the biologists. Tufts described to the CBC as quote the biggest best broodstock in our fishery. And if you look at the photos, I mean, I'd have to agree they're all really, really nice small mouth. Now, Tufts claims that these fish died as a result of high temperatures and low oxygen levels in the holding tank the tournament used to keep fish after they've been weighed. A staff sergeant for the ministry told the CBC, we believe the organizer was negligent in the way he handled the fish and that's what resulted in the deaths of so many Okay, so all this happened in the summer of twenty nineteen, and so why am I talking about it now? Well, the guy who put on that tournament, Ben Wu, was recently convicted of failing to abide by the terms and conditions of his license as an organizer. He received a fine of nine thousand bucks that's Canadian dollars and a twenty years suspension of his fish license in the province of Ontario. But here's the kicker for me, Woo doesn't live in Ontario anymore. In the wake of this incident, which you didn't look real good for him, he moved to New Brunswick and this punishment doesn't impact Wo's fishing privileges in any province other than Ontario. Now I have to say, who denies any wrongdoing in the handling of the fish, and I feel like I need to point out that he has hosted lots of tournaments and has never been linked to any other fish kills. He blames the venue and claims that poor water quality from the river was a contributing factor. Now, maybe that's true, maybe it isn't, but either way, I gotta say, man, this dude's conduct seems really, really sketchy to me. Reports from the first day of the tournament indicate that Woo and other organizers knew they had a problem with fish mortality in that tank. Despite that, they did not halt the event to save the fish, and they didn't report the fish deaths to the Ministry of Natural Resources, which they were required to do by law. Moreover, even though WU denies doing so, it looks like they tried to hide all those dead fish right like they buried them pretty much in track bags in the dumpster in order to avoid getting in trouble, and in contradictory public statements, WU has said that he has quote no negligence and that he quote takes full responsibility. So I don't quite know what to do with that. He also told the CBC that he was done hosting phishing tournaments, but then continued to host fishing tournaments under a new business name. So look, I'm just going to close by saying, like reiterating that I think phishing tournaments play an important role in modern fishing culture and the fishing industry, which we're both part of. I'm not trying to hate on tournaments, but incidents like this make some people understandably skeptical of competitive angling, right. And I know, and you know, the big circuits like BASS and FLW and Major League Fishing, they weren't really hard to ensure that they minimize fish mortality. But there are a lot of all or tournaments like that one out there that don't have the resources of those three tours. And look, man, those are the ones I worry about because they have impacts on the fisheries too. Yeah. Yeah, and I mean, ultimately right, terrible story, but you certainly can't look at this and and and say this is all tournaments by a stretch. This is one bad dude who did it wrong. I mean, you know, you can't. You can't let this sort of tarnish your view of all of all bass tournaments. Nope. Um, but you know I have like a really bold statement I want to make that's that's actually based off someone I interviewed who I'd have to keep nameless. But it's I'm hesitant, but I'm gonna. I'm gonna do it. And because it's sort of it sort of ties in, you know, um years ago, I was I was doing some interview work about a car study in South Texas, right, and the tons of bass tournaments down there, and uh, you know, bass is big business, brings in a lot of money, and you have a lot of bass fisherman that want to see all the guard dead because they're down there killing, you know, supposedly killing all their bass. And they did this study on these gar and then the long story short, they kind of found that the thing they were eating the least of was largemouth bass. I mean, they cut them open, did stomach contents. It was all rough fish. And I can't say names because I promised that I wouldn't, But but someone with authority within that whole deal said, you know what I really want to tell all these bass dudes, is that the worst thing for the bass in your lake is another tournament every single weekend on these lakes, Like it is more disruptive to the bass population than anything else. And even that right, still not saying tournaments are bad, but it's really easy to look at this dude and be like, well, what an asshole. Look, he screwed up. He knew the fish would being harmed. He ended up throwing all these fish in the dumpster. That's the worst case scenario. But on that local level too, you know, I live by lakes out here, and I don't even live in super bass Land. That also there's a there's a tournament on them almost every weekend by some club, you know, And I think we just don't think about that, you know what I mean. It's it's real easy to look at how they're held after, how they're released, what happens after the fact. But if there's something to think about it, it's also the pressure of tournaments on these lakes that see a lot of them in a lot of different parts of the country. Yeah, totally, and look, we got to move on. But I will all close by saying adding to that, under five percent mortality is considered acceptable. So stress that out over every weekend, with big tournaments all the time. There's an impact there. Yeah, yeah, exactly exactly. I mean, you know, again, not coming down on tournaments. I do agree with you that they do a lot of good for fishing. But yeah, that's that's that's a lot of stress, depending on a lake, depending how often they see it. We'll jump from stress on fish to uh man, it's a shit segue. Stress on one of America's greatest outdoor writers. How about that? And I'll lead it by saying or asking, rather, even though I kind of already know the answer. Are you a Hemingway fan as in earnest you entirely not merrial? Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know this question, and I am. I will say I think that he did so much for the form of writing, like modern and writing, and particularly his short fiction for me is fantastic. I'm also at a sort of an advantage or disadvantage. I don't know the story is gonna go, but when I used to teach at the university, I taught some Hemingway. So I'm a little bit in this this world. Yeah no, no, no, no, And that's all. Well, I'm good and I learned some Hemingway in school. I did the Hemingway thing and and right out of the gate right incredible respect for Ernest Hemingway, and I agree he is an incredible writer icon one of the best there ever was. I have always sort of taken a little issue with people that sort of they fancy themselves well versed in outdoor literature, but immediately jumped to Hemingway is their main guy, Like, that's the main guy. And I've met many of these people and like to put it in a different way, I'll use this analogy. It's like hearing someone say, like, I'm really into punk music and I'm like, oh, cool, me too. Who's your favorite band? And they're like, oh, green Day. I knew you were going to say that, and that pisses me off, but go ahead. I love green Day. Green Day is terrific. But like, if that's where you jump to pronounce your love of punk, especially then if you have no idea who operation Ivy you're the misfits or the descendants are, I'm like, I can't have a conversation about this with you, and I just sometimes feel and this is just my opinion, and you're gonna fight me. Hemingway is just too token and easily latched upon, right, And I just need to establish that because this little story from the Wall Street Journal is for these sort of token Hemingway people. Headline fly fishing the Ernest Hemingway Way. And it begins interestingly when Ernest Hemingway is well worn steamer trunk containing his fly fishing gear disappeared from a train bound for sun Valley, Idaho, in nineteen forty. The loss was so crushing the author never again waded into the shallows. Instead, he concentrated his angling efforts far offshore, catching record breaking pelagics like sailfish and marlin. And that was a little fun fact I did not know about Hemingway anyway. His great grandson Patrick said, the loss of this trunk shook the entire family. But apparently the idea of this long lost steamer trunk loaded with Hemingway's fishing gear is now the inspiration for a new Hemmingway inshore collection of wares from several high end brands, one of which is Everall. And that's who created the reels within this line. Okay, now, Everall, because you're giving me the look of what's that right, have you ever heard of Everall? I haven't. I'm feeling negligent. No no, no, no, no no no. So Everall is not a well known name, right However, seeing that I'm a vintage tackle nerd. While they were never super prevalent in the US market, in the rest of the world, Europe and everything, they're the van Stallman, the accurate, the old school, finour like serious machinery for whoop and big fish, And apparently, per this story, Hemingway was a big Everall fan. He had a lot of Everall reels made. In fact, a vintage Italian Everall big game reel is high on my list of personal vintage tackle desires. I'm just extremely poor, so I don't know if that'll ever happen anyway. This is from the story debuting in December. The handcrafted nineweight fly reels come into mahogany box and are packed in freshly planed wood shavings, smelling the way you'd expect anything Hemingway to smell, earthy, warm woodsie, which makes me wonder, do you Hemingway dude, sit around and talk about what you think Papa smelled like? Is that what you get all the time? Okay, all right, it continues. The author's only surviving fly rods and the inshore collection fly rods share similar Craspanship designer Anthony Torreau spent sixty hours forming each two piece eight footstick from tonkin bamboo and wrapping its nickel silver Farrells in black kimono Jackmanese silk thread, and attaching a real seat built of titanium and a base in fighting but made of West Indian mahogany and Spanish seater. Now I looked up this entire collection, which also includes some conventional all shore reels and even a custom Willie Roberts flat skiff, a Hemmingway flat skiff. Here's a price list, as you would imagine. The fly rod and reel come as a set for forty five hundred dollars. Okay, and guess what, they're already sold out per the website, They're already sold out, the flat skiff ninety five thousand dollars. And then you've got the offshore wheels starting at a measly seven fifty because I guess they need something for the lowly, unrefined, low budget bally hoop puller. And listen, I understand that all this shit has been developed for people with stupid money, and that's fine, that's totally fine. But I also am willing to bet there are like those Hemmingway people I'm talking about out there that, while they may not be able to afford any of this either, would just love to have it, Like they'd be all about out being decked out in Hemingway gear. And I look at that Everall fly reel, and dude, it is gorgeous, Like I'm sure it's one of the best made fly reels. Ever, However, like as much as I want an Everall in my collection, I wouldn't be able to show up like in the Louisiana Delta to chase Redfish with my Hemmingway logo reel. I couldn't do it. I couldn't do it. I'd have to put a green Day sticker over the Hemingway graphic. So there you go, just a little little thing from the from the journal, and I'll let you. You're gonna come at me hard here, but if you still Christmas Present ideas everybody, You're not going to commit you at all here. In fact, I'm not gonna say much because I don't think there's the time place for a Hemingway debate. But I will say that I think Hemingway would absolutely hate everything about that. I think he is that's filling over in his grave. Nothing about him was like embracing any of that pomp and circumstance elitist bullshit. Yeah. That he does not want the replica of his boat at the bass pro shops and in the Key. He didn't love that. No, So I think the fact that his name is being profited off of that way to do people with more money than sense, I think would piss him off. That's what I'll that's fair. Fair can debate Hemingway later. I have not read much of it, so you'll win. Yeah, I have. I have no connection between that story and this one, so I'm not even gonna try. I'm just gonna swamp Doctor Karen Osborne, a zoologist from the Smithsonian Institute, primarily studies invertebrates, very deep sea invertebrates, to be specific. As part of a research, she takes pictures of critters and the deepest parts of the ocean, and even though she's usually focused on on really really tiny organisms, she'll take pictures of just about whatever she can find down there. Because you know, you don't see much, right. So Osborne kept photographing this one particular fish, the fang tooth, which looked exactly like you imagine. But every image she took she could only see the silhouette and not the fish itself. Okay, I kept trying to take pictures of it, Osborne told Wired magazine, And I was just getting these silhouettes. They were terrible. This happened enough times that she figured something weird was going on and decided to investigate further, because that's what scientists do. So she captured some of these fish and she analyzed them. Turned out the problem wasn't her photography skills. These fish make really terrible models because their skin actually absorbs and traps ninety nine point five percent of the light that hits it. They're weird, living swimming black holes without all the vacuous gravity and supermasks. Weird. Yeah, cool. So doctor Osborne discovered these fish have very distinct arrangements of melanin in their skin. Melanin being the compound that gives skin pigment. Melanine is stored and transported by organelles called milanisomes. The milanizomes in these fish are arranged in such a way that light bounces around between them instead of reflecting back out. They've created effectively a structural light trap, doctor Osborne told the website Inverse. But they've done it using just the shape of the pigment that's in there, which is so cool and so efficient. We're harnessing this for military something, dude. This is knots yeah, and it's a It's an incredibly useful adaptation for the fish because it renders them virtually invisible to both predators and prey. Since they live more than six hundred feet below the surface, where there's almost no structure for them to use as cover, they basically like carry their cover around with them all the time. But now, hold up, some of you who are thinking ahead might be wondering, like, you know what, why does this matter if these fish live so far down that the sunlight doesn't reach them, right, Like, how would that help them out? All right? Well, check this out. So many deep water species create their own light sources called bioluminescence, and both predators and prey use that. And for an example, like imagine that classic angler fish that we all found learned about when we were kids. Right. It's that my kids got stuffed one in the other room, exactly right. It's got that glowing lure that hangs off of its head right. And anglerfish, by the way, also have this special light absorbing skin, and that's what makes their ruse work. If the light from their little glowing lures actually lit up their freaky looking faces, no prey fish would even come close to them and it wouldn't work out. So you know, when you think of fish and shallow water environments where there's a lot of sunlight, a lot of those fish have adapted mirrored scales or translucent bodies and that's what they used to hide. But mirrored scales and translucents are easily visible under a bioluminescent light sorce, so they don't work in the deep. This unique pigmentation that doctor Osbourne observed absorbs the light the deep water fish create and therefore makes a perfect camouflage. Once doctor Osbourne and her colleagues started digging into this, they found sixteen different species of fish with the trade, many of which are not even related to each other. So like a bunch of unrelated fish, evolve the same trade independently because it works even cooler, at least at least to me. Some of these fish have this ultra black coating lining their guts, and the theory for that goes that it would block the bioluminescent light from the fish they've just eaten. WHOA, right, dude, that's yeah man, you know, and it seems like such the cliche thing to say, but you know how people are, like we know more about space than we do about our ocean. Yeah, we do, Like, dude, the year twenty twenty and we just figured this out. I mean, that's rad. That's really cool. And to your point, yes, the team doctor Osbourne team think this might help, like might have biodesign applications, and it might create better telescopes or cameras. There might be some application for blocking light pollution, and yes, it might lead to something the whole nuclear submarine. Just yes, that's how we do. We just we just take nature and then and then turn it into a weapon. Man, Like I don't really have like much like it's like I don't. I just I'm that was one of the most fascinating of your science stories yet. That was really like, that's really interesting. I could not I knew the moment I saw that one, I was like, oh, I'm writing this one up. There's no question this one. This one's gone in the podcast, man. And then I mean, it's always fascinates me too, just that anybody can put that level of study into anything that lives that deep, because you can't bring them up a lot like they couldn't bring them up alive, right, No, No, they had to they had to kill them and to analyze them. But the other piece of the story, and I don't want to go too far off on this, but this is like such a classic example of why scientists are interesting to me and how their brains work. This is not what this person studies. She studies invertebrates, she studies time things. But she has the kind of mind where she noticed, like, wow, I wonder why I can only get silhouettes of this fish. M I better study that, Like I just I love that, Just the the ability to or the choice to be so aware of what you're looking at and know that it then leads to an avenue for discovery. I just think that's so valuable and I respect people to have that so much. Super cool, super cool story, Phil, What are you gonna do? Man? You got by, you got a new fish species, you got expensive hemmingway here yet truck trout trout dead bass dead bass man. It's gonna be a tough decision. But as soon as we hear from Phil to see who who won this week's news showdown, We're gonna go over to a fan favorite, Awkward Moments in Angling and make a dude regret that he sent us his photo Miles. As much as I appreciated the update on all of the crazy shit happening in the deepest trenches of the ocean, the winner this week is Joe. Sir Mellie, Joe, I really related to your stocking dilemma story as I'm currently editing this podcast from the utility closet of a target, waiting for them to stock their store with PlayStation fives. When did you back a picture a live black so who is our victim this week in Awkward Moments in Angling? I also have to say that we have a tendency to flim flam the name between awkward Moments and angling. Sometimes we say awkward moments and fishing. You people know what we're talking about. It's the same, It's the same segment anyway. Yeah, yeah, you get it. I think they're smart enough to follow that I give I give our listeners that much credit. Yeah, but we're that's very unprofessional for us to keep changing the name. But it's it's that's our problem anyway. On the chopping block this week is mister Dave, so Becky or so back. One of those is right. I hope I'm saying your name right, dude. Now, Dave wrote us a very nice note about the podcast and his experiences at a Pantera show, the Pantera you guys love it, and just kind of slipped this shot in as like a little addendum. And after some discussion of the Crow's soundtrack and how his buds would also go out of their way to play music on jukeboxes that would just piss off the entire bar, he kind of did the old like, oh, by the way, here's a photo. Yeah. Yeah, Like, by the way, I also happened to have this little jim hidden the way that you might enjoy and like when you kept reading the email, didn't say much about the photo. Yeah, just like it was just like a little bit of a breadcrumb, just kind of teeth it up and it was perfect because there's there's so much that we could say about this photo, Like we could. We could, honestly do. We could take up the rest of the show. Just won't, but we could. Yeah, we're not going to, but yes we could. So that's right, and and and and here's what Dave wrote. Okay, below you'll find a very awkward photo of me circa nineteen eighty nine in the north Woods of Wisconsin, proving I was og metal and a virgin. But thought I was cool. I was all right, I'm beloking it was right out. And I will say I think it also proves that he was very, very high. I'm not judging, and I don't mean to like like read this based on appearances or whatever, but like it kind of looks like Dave could barely hold his bloodshot eyes open as that shutter clicked, Like there's just these little slits of eyes. I could be wrong, Like maybe there was a bright flash, maybe he was looking into the sun. I don't know, but he looks pretty baked. Yeah, just I'll just call it. What yes, Yeah, So so Dave in nineteen eighty nine, right, he had long blonde hair with like flippy, flappy, feathery wings and who comes to mind right away. I don't know why, but it's Duff mccagan from Guns and Roses. There's a lot of guns and roses. Yeah, yeah, and but but the facial expression is more like an axual rose kind of. I don't give a shit, right for sure, And this is this is probably offensive to Dave, considering we both know he's a Pantera fan. So he's a Pantera fan. He's all about filling salmon, and we're calling him at it was eighty nine. It was eighty nine, he was He might not have got there yet. I know, I'm calling it like I see it anyway. He's wearing a classic eighties foam trucker hat and the photo is very washed out, like over flashed, so I can't make out what's on the hat, but I'm sure if I could, it would be another point of ridicule. But I can't see it. Dave, you can fill us in later. But it's okay because the rest of the ensemble leaves plenty to talk about. Man, it does, and we will cover that, but like first we should mention it is a fishing picture. Theoretically, this is about fishing, and so Dave's holding two pike vertically, one in each hand, and there's no consistency to the hold, which also again supports my theory that he was baked. He's got like he's got one under the gill plate and then he's got the other just like with the clamp down behind the head. Yeah, and neither of these are particularly big fish, right, but that's okay. Like, yeah, I have plenty of those photos too for my my childhood, but they are mostly obscuring what appears to be a Bart Simpson T shirt, which perfect for that that era. It just nails it. I cannot tell exactly which version of the very popular Bart Simpsons could. It's either cowabunga dude or don't have a cowman like those are your only options for those of you who are there. Uh. As an added bonus, Dave's got his his folded sunglasses hanging down from the collar of the shirt and again not the greatest photo. I can't tell if they're aviators or blue blockers, you know, like those big sunglasses that the old people are, like my dad would fit around their reading glasses when they went fishing because they would polarize them. I was kind of thinking like he was going for terminator glasses. Oh, the blades, because remember when that was cool, like the terminator glass that you know, dude, this is the Oakley blades, of course I remember, but this would have been years after TEA one and not yet T two, So I don't know. That's very unsubstantiated. That's they look like. But um, it's it's really the waist down. It kind of takes the cake here. It's David's Southern hemisphere. So yeah, southern hemisphere of Dave. And I recognized this style of shorts because I lived in this era. But I'm struggling, like, I don't even know what you'd call them, Like what you don't know? Oh I do? Those of my friend are jams, Absolutely, those are jams. Like you guys out in Jersey had your zoo baz or whatever, but those of us living in the serf culture, we had jams, and they're similar. They're similar in that they had the obnoxious busy patterns and the neon colors and all that other stuff. But they were short shorts. Yes, they weren't parachute pants. They were short shorts. And so now you know, also I did look this up similar to zoo baz jams are still around and still available in case you're, you know, in case you're looking to diversify your summertime. I'm wardrobe Joe, Dave, you should have held on it. Then they're probably worth some vintage, some coin and the vintage clothing thing. So no, I had shorts that looked like that, I just don't remember calling them jams. Um anyway, So we have the geometric shorts going on. But Dave's also wearing bicycle shorts and I know this because they're extending past the jams. And like, you're a couple of years older than me, I think Dave is too, like an eighty nine My mom was still dressing me. But like, was that a look like it's like a very faith no more from hell. No, you did not just do that. You did not. You did not just disparage Mike Patton in my presence. That guy's a musical genius. I didn't say it wasn't a musical genius. But when I look at it, if someone if someone's gonna do that, that would have been an Anthony Keytis move. Okay, I see that, I see Okay, that's fair. That's what I would say. Red hot chili pepper, but I can't. I don't think that was a thing. At least I didn't know that was a thing. I never did that. But the point you're making, despite my taking issue with digging on on Mike Patton, your point is valid. The bike shorts, they really are perplexing, yes, uh, and they like they make the whole ensemble kind of difficult to pin down. Like, yeah, it was kind of making sense. And then and then you got like the bike shorts, right, and if you work, if you try and take the thing as a whole, and you work from the top down, Dave goes from that kind of badass you know, he's got the tough hair and the axel rose snarl to the Bart Simpsons kind of childish shirt. And then and then we get into the bottom half, Yeah, with the spandex sticking almost to his knees, and I feel like he's he's a long way from finding his confidence at that point. Like it just a general goes down. Yeah, But anyway, we do love this shot, yes, and can resonate with this shot. And we cannot thank you enough Dave for sending it. Uh. We promise we're gonna get a little token of our appreciation headed your way just as soon as you get us your physical address, and we promise not to show up your house unannounced. Don't forget. You can now see Dave shot on me and Miles Instagram pages. That's atwater Miles and at Joe dot Samelli one thirty eight and if you want the chance to be roasted here, send your embarrassing fishing photos to Bent at the meat eater dot com. Oh man, this is definitely one of the best segment ideas we've had, Joe totally. We've all made such such bad choices in our younger fishing exploits, and yet we were so proud of ourselves we just had to like capture it on film, I know. And you look at a lot of these photos and like you remember when they were taken. At the time, it's like you were so proud of that shot and thought it was so cool, and then you thought it was awkward, and now like you have to classify these as historical gems, like they're all just historical gems. Timecame. Oh they really are. I couldn't have said it any better. They are gems. And speaking of gems from the past, before we bid you all a fine farewell. Joe is going to dig into a classic fly whose name has been corrupted. Shall we say you really nailed it for this week's end of the line segment. It's got it all booze, drugs, crime, sex, and even some fishing too. Well, that's not loud enough, Burt. The Mickey Finn streamer is very simple. It's tied on a long shank hook and that shank is covered in silver tinsel, sometimes roub for her pleasure, sometimes not. Three small pinches of bucktail are tied in at the head, one yellow, one red, then another yellow to create a little hot dog in a bun effect. And that's it. No feathers, no flash, no pickles, no relish. Bucktail tinsel and a tapered head of black thread. It's what she would call a classic Atlantic salmon style tie, and it's been around as long as other notables in the categories, such as the maygog Smell, Black Ghost and Blue Charm. Oddly, my end of the line nod to the Mickey has little to do with it being a personal fish killer, but I can't get to that part until we talk about the flies. Rather bizarre and most likely at least partially bullshit laced past. According to my research, it was developed in the nineteenth century by Charles Langevin, a noted tire based in Quebec, and originally it was called the Red and Yellow for obvious reasons. Now here's where shit gets weird, so pay attention. Apparently in the same general time frame, there was a saloon keeper in Chicago named Mickey Finn who concocted a tranquilizer of sorts that some news sources referred to as knockout drops that he would slip into the cocktails of unsuspecting patrons and then rob them once they were passed out. This is, of course where we get the term slip of a mickey, which is kind of a classier, old school cool way of saying somebody got roofied over at the fantasy show bar. For a time, the Red and Yellow was supposedly renamed the Langevin after its creator, but that never really caught on. So fast forward to the nineteen thirties and now the Fly is also sometimes referred to as the Assassin. That's thanks to outdoor writer John Alden Knight, who coined the term in his writings. Now his writings caught the attention of another writer, Greg Clark of the Toronto Star, who went on a fishing trip with Knight to see what this assassin fly was all about, and they caught a ton of fish. So when Clark wrote up his account, he proclaimed the fly was as dangerous as a Mickey Finn. The name has stuck and remains today. There are also some rumors that the fly's name is somehow tied to legendary silent film actor Rudolph Valentino, who was believed to have been killed by a Mickey Finn cocktail that he received after pissing awful waiter. But that's unsubstantiated compared to the rest of this which is sort of substantiated. At least. The Mickey Finn takes me back to my early teen years when my friend Mark, who was the best man at my wedding, and I were just figuring out this whole fly fishing thing. This was years before the junkyard dog, drunken, disorderly, double deceiver, ice picked, cheechily, sex, dungeon, prowl, necklace, sculp Zilla, and ten thousand other flies I loved fish. Nowadays, they didn't exist. Then we had Mickey finns, muddler, minnows, wooly buggers, and maybe a black ghost tied with poor quality feathers. Those made up the streamer corner of our one tiny flybox. Now, the buggers we figured out worked real quick. The muddler was my go to streamer for years, but for whatever reason, we really didn't catch a whole lot on those Mickey finns. Maybe that's because we didn't give him a fair shake or didn't really know how to present them, but regardless, it became somewhat of an inside joke. During tough days when our buggers and muddlers and pheasant tails weren't really getting it done, one of us would inevitably suggest on the way home that we probably should have been throwing Mickey finns all day. Ironically, it was not an Aha moment on a trout stream that turned me back onto the Mickey finn years later. It was an AHA moment on the Stripers surf, right around the time I was getting infatuated with stripping big meat for big browns. It's common in surf casting to rig a light deceiver fly on a dropper loop ahead of your plug or metal. The light fly doesn't hinder casting or the action of the main lure, and it creates the illusion of one bigger baitfish chasing a tinier baitfish. So not all the time, but from time to time in extra dirty water or in shroud a being finicky, and I think offering a buffet of size options might be beneficial. I might tie a little dropper loop ahead of my double d and slip them a little extra mickey. That is all we have for you this week. 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