A report in the Press of Atlantic City has this eyebrow-raising quote:

“We sit and watch at the Point Pleasant Canal (in Ocean County) and find an 80 percent violation rate with (tautog),” Chicketano said.

80 percent violation rate with blackfish? Wow.

An, no, it’s not the economy, stupid. The conservation officer in the story said many of the violators have nice boats and cars, and many are in it just for the money fish like sea bass get from Asian restaurants in Manhattan.

A bunch of party boats are in trouble and could lose their filleting priviledges for filleting undersized fish, the Press reports.

With the regs getting tougher and tougher, it’s only natural that enforcement steps up. But we here from captains and anglers every week that the laws have gone too far, especially for fluke, and the tickets being handed out have gone overboard as well.

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So, when we saw this ingenious little invention called the rod oar paddle, we were struck by the inevitible “why didn’t I think of that” feeling in our gut that seems to happen too often.

As the EastCoastAngler blog enlightens us: “It solves that endless kayak fisherman’s problem of the switcheroo between the rod and paddle. This is the best melding of two great things since breakfast and lunch became brunch.”

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The marketing stunt has Kolodzinksi attempting to beat 1,680 fish caught in 24 hours on Lake Minnetonka in Minnesota. While it certainly is a public relations boon to Frabill, the event also aims to raise awareness for the Armed Forces Family Fishing Celebration.

The man known as “Kolo” will make his first cast at 7:30 a.m. on the 31st he’ll keep hucking until 6:29 a.m. the following morning in search of sunfish and the odd bass, carp or even catfish.

Here’s an interview with Kolo before his ’07 attempt.

Kolo said he is “honored” to donate his time “and rather whacky talent” for the kids of military families.

It seems South Koreans have developed a substitute for stopping at the pub on the way on home. Instead of happy hour at the bar, some folks are stopping by an indoor fishing establishment to wet a line and chase carp for an hour or two.

For about $8 an hour, you get a pole, some dogfood-like bait with a float, and a chance at an indoor “pond” stocked with carp and a few catfish.

As the paper’s James Card put it: “If ‘Blade Runner’ were turned into a fishing program, this would be the filming location.”

The Koreans call the allure of a fish on the line “seon maht,” or “hand taste” in a rough translation.

The story triggered uneasy memories of the blue plastic pool stocked with “trout” at the annual fishing expo in Suffern, which, thankfully, was done away with a few years back (in favor of a tank of bass that are “caught” as part of demonstrations for … well, something.

I’ve been wondering if there were one of these in Midtown somewhere, whether I’d fork over $8 on my way home from work. “Probably,” is all I’ve come up with. But that’s a hypothetical situation, and as Kenneth on “30 Rock” sees it, “That’s like lying to your brain.”

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A grunt?

A few years ago, Yellowstone Lake  gave up a 57-inch monster, along with a Field & Stream story that gave us this great quote: “Lou’s knees were shaking too, so bad he would have easily broken Suzanne Somer’s ThighMaster.”

This week came word that fly-rodder Brad Bohen’s 51.25-inch gator was certified as a world record for a released fish on 36-pound tippet. He took the fish on the Chippewa River near Lake Holcombe, according to the Associated Press. That’s the third world record for muskies on a fly-rod in Wisconsin in 2008.

Quite a performance from the Badger State and something to think about when you go for that mid-summer dip in the lake.

That pic of Bohen, who’s clearly on to something, comes from the Pierce County Herald. The other fish was 45 minutes and caught almost simultaneously with the lunker. The Herald has some nice details on Bohen and the other record-setters for ’08.

Watch out baby ducks!

I recall one Makers Mark-fueled rant of mine comparing that type of angling to hunting baited bears, with dogs.

I stumbled on Peter Ottesen piece in the (San Joaquin) Record in California about a 69-year-old angler’s first billfish on the fly and, I have to admit, I got into it.

Consider this:

Suddenly, an 8-foot fish, with a huge dorsal fin and long bill, appeared within casting distance. The boat’s motor was shut off … The cast was true but the sailfish came straight at the fly, bill first, which would have allowed the huge fish to bite the line. Bockman pulled back the fly and cast again.

So, you finally get one of these monsters to the surface, literally out of the blue, it’s following your fly after a frantic cast, it’s about to bite, and … you have to pull your fly out because it’s not the right angle! That takes discipline I wonder if I can muster.

To his credit, the angler, Gary Bockman, got the fish and released it.

By the way, he started fly-fishing in 1968. Why did he want to get a sail on a fly rod?

“It was just something I had to do,” he told Ottesen.

Makes sense to me.

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Unfortunately, any (slight) admiration for his taste is offset by his ridiculous move in selling the items he apparently stole on CraigsList!

From N.H.’s Seacoast.com:

After breaking into a Nottingham home, where he stole a fly fishing rod and sound system, Marc Turgeon posted the stolen items on craigslist, then sold them at a city pawn shop, say police. He was caught, police allege, after the victim saw the items posted for sale and a police officer found pawn slips for the goods during a traffic stop.

Police said the rod was a $325 Orvis model, probably a TLS Power Matrix.