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Spawning Season

Spawning Season . . .

A Gathering of the Tribes: (bass, bluegill, crappie)
(NYC 05 2019)

 

Shoals of small bluegill gather just below the surface of the open water as the very long shadow of a largemouth bass passes nearby. A large crappie holds guard over a cleared nest within an opening in the weeds near the bank.

It’s May, when all the fish of the pond are active and in sight: Spawning Season.

What a delight it was to see so much piscatorial action in the good company of Garrett Fallon, publisher of Fallon’s Angler, this month. He was in town on business, but found a few hours of time to go fishing in the center of New York City.

He was not disappointed.

First Fish for Mr. Fallon
(NYC 05 2019)

Tenkara offered a new twist in his seasoned hand, which managed to pluck a feisty bluegill from Central Park’s Harlem Meer after just a few casts.

The golden shiner, so much like the European rudd to which he is well acquainted, also rushed to the artificial fly in the bright morning sun.

Golden Shiner, Golden Sunlight
(NYC 05 2019)

Our little trip ended with the big one. The shaded banks and weedy waters held some very large black crappie, the kind some like to call a slab.

A Slab: black crappie dressed in spawning colors
(NYC 05 2019)

May is spawning season; a great time to fish, alone, or with a fellow angler.

— rPs 05 31 2019

 

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Xmas Prince

Xmas Prince . . .

 

Four for a Dollar
(NYC 12 01 2017)

The kebari for the season is the Xmas Prince; my festive variation on the distinctive nymph with wing of white; my standard weighted with wire on a size 10 wet nymph hook.

Waters local cold, dark with tannins from nearby copses of oaks. Wind, sometimes sustained, can spackle the surface. The decision to dip deeper, forced, yet logical and a fun way to angle. The nymph finessed, hovered, just above the submerged bed of leaves, fished at a crawl with slow lifts in the manner of Leisingring.

 

Fishing the Xmas Prince
(NYC 12 01 2017)

The quarry for the season wears bars of dark green on gold. The yellow perch, Perca flavescens, colored like the last leaves branched on the nearby Norway maple, Green Bay Packers’ colors, autumn dressings under the blue and white New York Giants’ sky.

 

Manhattan Yellow Perch
(NYC 12 01 2017)

 

Fly and fish matched to the season.

Happiness.

“Ho. Ho. Ho.”

— rPs 12 01 2017

 

 

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May Day! Grand Slam.

May Day! Grand Slam. . . .

May Day, White Sky
(NYC 2017)

The sky spreads a flat sheet of bright white cloud down to the horizon line in New York City on May Day 2017. Weather much cooler than felt in F. Scott Fitzgerald’s hotter and dustier novella set in this place and date in 1919. The sun, though, glows today despite the veil. Sunscreen is advised for those who best use it outdoors.

Fish, though scattered, are feeding, and falling for a Green Guarantee, which has made good for one grand slam already this season, enough freshwater sport fish for one day.

 

Yellow Perch
(NYC 2017)

 

Largemouth Bass
(NYC 2017)

 

Bluegill
(NYC 2017)

 

Black Crappie
(NYC 2017)

 

Four denominations, penny, nickel, dime, and quarter, found scattered on the journey path added a parallel coincidence too cool not to mention.

And in parallel, the view:

Pond in Parallel, White Sky
(NYC 2017)

And the Yankees are winning games in the Bronx.

May Day!

Grand Slam.

Good Times.

— rPs, 05 01 2017

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