County #18: Washington County

May 26th, Memorial Day Weekend The plan: wake up at 4 am, eat a quick breakfast and get on the road. My destination is Greenbrier State Park in Washington County just about two hours from home. Put the kayak on the water and catch a few fish as part of “Fish Across Maryland” and then head back home.

Reality: I woke up at 4 am, ate a quick breakfast and drove up to Greenbrier State Park. It took exactly two hours. But as I write this I am sitting in a line of cars waiting to get into the park because it doesn’t open until 7:30. While waiting I also was paid a visit by a park ranger who informed me that the water level of the lake itself has been drawn down for ongoing repairs to the dam. I guess I’ll have to wait and see how “Fish Across Maryland” goes for the day.

Reflecting on the day: To say that I was worried about my attempt would be honest. I have fished another lake that was drained down for dam repairs and had no luck. This was not the case for today. As I paddled out of the little finger from the launch I saw loads of underwater vegetation, so I figured that was a good sign. There were some areas of sandy bottom between patches of grass and if I looked closely I could see fish swim over them. I made it out to deeper water and made a few casts along the grass edges. My trusty tube jig would fall nicely in a spiral. On one cast the spiral seemed to stop and gave it a yank. There it was my first fish of the day and first fish in Washington County: a nice 9 & 1/2 inch black crappie. Landed, photographed and released, any other fish for the day were bonus!

I spent a little more than two hours paddling around the edge of the lake. Occasionally I’d see or hear some splashing along the shore and I figured the largemouth were getting breakfast. I’d make casts near those spots, if I was within range, trying to entice something to bite. I was lucky to get hooked up on a few occasions but pleasantly surprised to see that I was caching bass. I was catching “sunfish.” (By the way any FishNerd knows that the largemouth bass is a member of the sunfish family, but here I’m talking about a different species.) To be completely honest I think these “sunfish”were redbreast sunfish; and they were beautiful! The orange and yellow on their anal fins and tails were so bright. It really made them stand out. I ended up catching three or four of them along with a half dozen black crappie. The small “Crappie Magic” swimbait by Luck E Strike paid off with most of the catches today. I even landed a nice largemouth using it and missed on a couple of others. After the two or so hours in the kayak, I decided I’d head back to the launch. In total I think I caught about a dozen fish. Maybe not the biggest day of fishing, numbers wise, but it was a very fun morning.

With respects to the plan the moral of the story: Know before you go! I really don’t have anyone to blame but myself. Looking back I found “Tweets” from the Greenbrier State Park that the water level was going to be down all summer. It is Memorial Day weekend and state parks in Maryland are ALWAYS very busy this weekend and every other weekend during the summer. Nonetheless at least I have a story to SHOW and TELL! Until next time... Tight Lines!

Upon hearing from the Maryland DNR and the fishing department - the sunfish that I caught were "green sunfish." I had caught them before in another location, but it's always nice to catch something different.

March 3rd “The best-laid plans” & County #16.

Not only is there the expression mentioned in the title of this post, but there is another about the month of March and “In like a lion, out like a lamb.” This weekend is a testament to both. Since swim season ended last weekend, my time to get on the water has increased quite a bit. But first let me say that swim season ended very well – with our boys’ team winning the Regional Title and our girls’ team taking third, two weeks ago. Not only that we also had a terrific showing at the state meet last weekend with multiple podiums for our boys’ team as well as the girls’ 400 relay team making the podium too. The other coaches and I really couldn’t be prouder of how they swam.

Back to fishing. This weekend I had the opportunity to hit a couple of local ponds and catch a decent set of fish. Mostly bluegill and bass, with none of them large enough to keep, I got good numbers. In fact, by my count and I am a nerd about it, I’ve caught 30 fish in the last three days. But my focus has been on Saturday. I wanted to get back in the quest to catch a fish in each county of Maryland, and I knew that I could take the time Saturday to drive a couple of hours to knock one off the list.

My target was Kent County, in the northern part of the Maryland’s Eastern Shore, specifically Urieville Lake just north of Chestertown. I had stopped by once last summer, but the lake it prone to dense vegetation. So dense that it is almost impossible to get to open water from the small launch. Being late winter I knew that the vegetation would not have grown up yet, so I figured I had a good shot of catching something. Well until Winter Storm Riley hit the Mid-Atlantic on Friday. While at home in southern Maryland had lots of wind with little rain, other areas got hit hard. My family and I were lucky enough only to have our lights blink once at 7 am that morning, but we kept power during it all. Schools were canceled for the day, but it didn’t prevent me from going by a couple of local ponds for a couple of hours.

Now as mentioned I had been looking forward to visit Urieville for a week so the remnants of the storm were not going to dissuade me from going. Hindsight being 20/20 I wish I had had a plan B. I arrived at the lake around 9 am and the wind was still blowing, probably close to 15 mph. I put the kayak on the water and made my way. The lake itself is shaped like a ‘Y’ and I decided to try the far reaches of both top portions. But with the wind the water was terribly turbid and blown out of both. In fact, multiple times while paddling I noticed I was kicking up silt from the bottom it was that shallow. After an hour and half, I anchored behind a small “island” for cover and made casts along its edge, as well as the extreme ends of it. While I didn’t throw the entire tackle box at it, I don’t know if there was anything else I could have tried besides live bait sitting on the bottom, of which I had none. So, after two hours I decided to pack up and head to the car.

Once I got back to the car, I loaded everything back up but kept out my small spinning rod. I had read on the DNR website that people had caught fish in the stream that leads out from the dam on Urieville. It meant crossing the road and climbing down the embankment, but I had driven two hours to try and get a fish, I was going to try. To increase my odds of catching something, I tied on the smallest jig I had under a float. I had used it earlier in the week at the pond in Bennett Hughes Memorial Forest and it had paid off. I used the same one and made several casts along the other shoreline. The float tilted upwards and I gave it a reel. Whatever it was came off. I made another cast with the same results. I decided to make a cast along the same shoreline where I was standing. BINGO – I hooked up with something. It wasn’t terribly big, but I had to get it to shore. I lifted it out of the water expecting a small bluegill but was pleasantly surprised by a “golden shiner.” I went to grab the line to hold it for a picture and it subsequently fell back into the water. I stamped my foot, mumbled something under my breath and made another cast, and another. I hooked up again.

This time I caught a small bluegill. I snapped a photo, but according to my own “rules” it wasn’t the “qualifying fish.” I tried again and again to get another shiner. I ended up catching 7 more bluegills. I looked at my watch and saw that I was needing to get back on the road soon, so I told myself 10 more minutes. On the third cast of the 10 minutes I hooked up again and got it to shore. It was another shiner! Success!! I snapped a photo of it and put it back in the water and then made the climb back up to the roadside and back to my car.

To make a long story short, which obviously I didn’t hear, the weather this weekend came in like a lion so let’s hope it goes out like a lamb AND my “best-laid plans” were thwarted by it. Nonetheless I was able to accomplish my goal on getting county number 16 KENT County in my quest to “Fish Across Maryland.” By the way, if the “in like a lion” also refers to how well the fishing has been so far – let it continue to roar! Until next time – Tight Lines!!

Dorchester County Trifecta (August 5th, 2017)

Early in the summer, my family and I visited Cascade Lake in Carroll County which afforded me the opportunity to add that county to my list in my quest to “Fish Across Maryland.” This past Saturday I decided to try and get another. Since my wife and youngest son were away at “Basic Leadership Training” with his NJROTC unit, and my oldest son had to work, I woke up nice and early. I took the dog out for a walk and had a quick breakfast and then climbed in the car. Living in Maryland, most Marylanders know that you usually don’t travel east across the bay bridge unless you can get an early start. I ended up having no trouble at all and made good time towards Cambridge, just across the Choptank River. My original plan was to put in right in Cambridge at Sail Winds Park, but the evening before I check a couple of things online and decided to go to Secretary, MD. It is about 15 minutes northeast of Cambridge itself and it sits on the Warwick River, a tributary of the Choptank. I’m happy I did go to Secretary because as I cross the bridge into Cambridge I could see that the winds had kicked up whitecaps and I had no desire to fight them.

The boat launch I found was right off Second Street. It had plenty of parking for trailer as well as a very wide ramp. Knowing that I might be a little while loading up, to catch some minnows as bait, I decided to put the kayak in along the wooden walkway a little way from the ramp itself. I dropped the minnow trap in, loaded up the kayak, and then parked to car. It was now that I learned that I had only caught 6 or 8 minnows and I wanted more. I moved the trap to another location along the little cut in the marsh and climbed in the kayak and paddled across from the launch. There I made casts with a small grub on a 1/16 oz. jig. A couple of casts into the morning and I was hooked up with a familiar fish, a white perch (Morone americana).

I have caught loads of white perch back home, and had used white perch as the “qualifying fish” in one other county, Talbott County. Again, I had driven a little over 2 hours, and I wasn’t going to just load back up and be done, so I made a few more casts and caught a couple more. I then paddled back toward my trap and found that I had a good three dozen minnow to work with for a little while.

I made my way out into the main channel, under the small bridge, and was reminded why I was happy I hadn’t launched on the main river. The wind was blowing nicely and I had no problems moving. Of course, the paddle back, into the wind, was going to be a little tougher. I made my way east in the river, passing by a very nice set of townhomes.

In fact as I paddled past, a very nice older lady spoke to me saying that I looked like “I could use another hand.” I agreed and mentioned how nice the temperatures felt in early August (low 80’s instead of low 90’s) to which she agreed as well. I paddled a little further, just past the townhomes and thought I would try that area. I had a small circle hook on a bigger rod, spooled with 20-pound braided line. Just above the hook I had a small piece, 1/8 oz., piece of split shot. I put a minnow on my line and made a cast to about 10 yards from sure. As I reeled in the slack, I felt a terrific pull and it was game on. I began to reel, keeping the rod high, and noticed that I was being towed a little. The fish was staying down as I tried to lift the rod and reel in the line. At one point, I got a look at it before it dove back down. It was a good size, but unfortunately, I couldn’t quite tell what yet. I fought it a little more and finally got it to the surface. It was at this point I wish I had brought a larger cooler with me, or even a cooler on the kayak at all, since I had a 20-inch channel catfish in my net. Again, this was really 30 minutes into my outing and I didn’t want to turn around then, so I decided to let it swim away. I baited up again and made a few more casts. I felt the familiar “tap tap” of the perch pulling at my minnow, and I caught a dozen or so. I also hooked up with, about 5 minutes after the first one, another catfish, this one about 18 inches. Again, I wish I had a bigger cooler with me.

Now some folks refer to catching three different species of fish as a “grand slam.”: But being a baseball fan and knowing that a “grand slam” scores 4 runs, I like to refer to three different species as a “trifecta.” After about 40 minutes of catching perch, and the catfish, I moved a little further out into the channel, such as it was. I made a few casts, lost a few minnows, but eventually got hooked up again. This time the fish was staying more towards the surface of the water, but it was also able to tow, or at least turn, the kayak some. I fought it to the boat and had a 16 inch “rockfish” or striped bass.

Three species in one location really, the kind of fishing I really enjoy. Cast out a line, hold on and be a little surprised at what bites.

That brings my count of Maryland counties to 15 out of 24, just over 62%. I hope to get one more before school starts, but time will tell. Until then…Tight Lines!

Just as a side note on the ride home from Dorchester County, I stopped off at the Wye Mills Community Lake. I like to break up drives by fishing for about 45 minutes or so along the stream that flows out of the dam there. While there on Saturday, I did catch a “slam.” While there I caught a few bluegills, a white perch, a black crappie and a green sunfish = four species. In fact, I caught 6 different species on the day! I really enjoyed that day!!

Easter Break is Here!

April 13th and school is out for a few days. With Easter being a little later this year, and state testing pretty much starting right when we get back, I only have Thursday through Tuesday off. So with that being true and my nephew getting married on Saturday, my family and I aren't going out of town as usual. With all of those factors, I decided to try a few spots in Maryland in an attempt to add a few counties to my "Fish Across Maryland" quest.

This morning I woke up at my normal time, 5:10, and went through my regular routine. I left the house around 5:50 or so and began the trek to Smithville Lake, in Caroline County. About a two hour drive across the Bay Bridge down Rt. 404 until I was basically within spitting distance of the Maryland/Delaware line. The Maryland DNR website mentions that the lake is an excellent spot to catch largemouth as well as other sunfish. Being the Eastern Shore of Maryland, I was hoping to get into a nice chain pickerel while there.

I put the kayak on the water just after 8 am. I had a golden colored jerkbait tied on one rod and decided to begin with that. The pond had large areas of lily pads and I thought I'd make long casts on the edges. On the third or fourth cast, I hooked up with something and reeled down to make sure I didn't lose him. After a minute or so I had a 10 inch largemouth as my first fish in Caroline County. Two pictures and he was released to swim again.

Having driven 2 hours to get Smithville, I wasn't just going to paddle back in after catching my first fish, especially since I caught him after being on the water for only 10 minutes. I paddled around for the next couple of hours casting a 1/32 oz jig with an orange soft plastic "critter" from Johnson's. It paid off with nine other fish, split between bluegill and black crappie.

Most of the fish I caught today were towards the northern portion of the pond. I wanted to try the other end so I paddled that way as well as let the wind push me. There were a few others fishing down that way; but I only saw one other person reel in anything. Around 11:30 I decided that I would start to head back to the launch when I spotted an old tire sticking out of the water about 6 ft from shore. After a few big tugs, and lots of muddy water in the kayak, I brought it home. A few of the other anglers chuckled as I went by joking "I didn't know kayak anglers needed a spare tire." Nevertheless each one also said "Thanks." Like the app* I heard about a few weeks ago says "Cleaning the planet one piece at a time."

Until next time...Tight Lines!
*App name: "Litterati."