Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Budget Carp Alarms

When I started carp fishing I didn't want to spend a lot of money on carp bite indicating alarms. I fished without alarms for most of my 1st year of exclusively fishing for carp. And now after 3 years of carp fishing and catching 100's of fish I still don't want to spend a lot of money on bite alarms. I just don't think it's necessary. Instead of $300 on alarms, I'd rather spend $300 on other things - like funding my retirement account!

Photo courtesy NGTdirect.co.uk
I purchased some inexpensive NGT and BFS alarms from Resistance Tackle and Bank Fishing Systems a couple years ago and I am still using them. They work fine and get the job done. I bought them for under $20 each and have been quite satisfied with the results.

But when I do replace them, options have slimmed down quite a bit. Resistance Tackle and Bank Fishing Systems are no longer in business and the majority of alarms available through the remaining U.S. carp gear vendors are not designed for the extremely budget conscious angler. However, I did run across a new NGT design available through Big Carp Tackle that is still on the affordable side of things.

Monday, January 25, 2016

Posting Carp Pictures - Big or Small

I saw some comments recently on a social media carp fishing page making reference to posting pictures of small fish vs. large fish. Reading between the lines the poster was insinuating that pictures of small carp are somehow "unworthy" of posting to social media. I disagree with that sentiment.

Catching carp is not a simple process. Preparing for a session usually entails several hours of packing, traveling, unpacking, setting up, casting out; waiting, waiting, and waiting for a bite; and then hopefully - it all pays off with a fish on the bank.

And then when everything goes as planned - you might get lucky enough to catch a nice 20+ pound fish. If you are living right and are blessed enough by the fish giving gods - you might catch a carp weighing 30+ pounds.

To me, its' immaterial whether the fish weighs 30 pounds, 20 pounds, 15 pounds, or 3 pounds (yep I've caught one of those). I'm going to take a picture to document the moment - every single time!

What is your opinion?


Here's a picture of my 3 pound carp. Believe me, the fish was smaller than it looks in the picture!

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Promoting Carp Fishing

I am writing this post as a "report card" or "editorial" or "opinion piece". Some who read it might not agree. Some might not like the post at all. I am taking that risk with the hope that my words might help change attitudes and help the growth of the sport.

I have been writing this blog, sharing pictures, tips, information about equipment, etc. for more than 2 years. I don't have a lot of regular readers yet, but that is also not surprising because compared to other types of fishing; carp fishing in the U.S. is still in it's infancy. I am fairly sure that a blog about Michigan bass fishing would have more readers. But I believe in carp fishing and I keep writing, keep teaching and keep sharing.


A picture of scales weighing a small mouth buffalo
I have been thinking a lot about how to promote carp fishing to more people, get more people out on the banks fishing for them, and remove some of the stigma that exists with guys and gals that have fished primarily for bass, bluegill, walleye, and catfish.

A lot of people who fish for carp talk about growing the sport, teaching more people how to catch carp, and promoting carp as a sport fish. In my 3 years of focus on species angling for common carp I have heard it 100's if not 1,000's of times, which I applaud, but I haven't seen a lot of people follow through by taking action on those desires.

I think there is a tendency to say we want growth of the sport; we want respect for carp; we want them regarded as a worthwhile sport fish on the level of bass or walleye; but what have we done to actually help that happen.

Sometimes rather than share the sport with others who mention an interest in carp fishing things are kept close to the vest. The specific techniques, equipment, baits, lakes, rivers and streams are a closely guarded secret. That is something I haven't seen as much with bass fishing. Bass fishermen I have known and do know are fairly open about the lakes they fish and the baits they use. There are probably close to 25 or 30 weekly television programs about bass fishing on at least 10 or 15 different cable TV channels. This free sharing of information has promoted bass fishing and allowed it to grow and prosper.

If we want carp fishing to prosper at that level, then we need to open up the doors and bring carp fishing out into the open with more vigor.

To demonstrate what I am referring to, I am reminded of an example from last year when I posted some pictures taken during a recent fishing trip on a "secret" closed Facebook page focused singularly on carp fishing. Within two or three minutes I received a private message asking me to remove the pictures from Facebook because the particular spot was a place where other carp fisherman have also caught fish. I was asked to "safeguard" the location of this public park as a "secret" because other carp fishermen have at some point fished in the same park at some time in the past.

I was pretty upset by the request. I was asked to keep carp fishing "quiet" at that location because someone else might go to that public park and catch a carp. This park has yielded some 30 pound carp in prior years, so I was being asked to keep the secret presumably so someone else might not go there and catch a big carp.


A day on the banks of the Rouge River last spring
So please, if you are serious about promoting carp fishing to the masses, share your information (and yes, some of your fishing tips and secrets), so that others may also begin enjoying the sport.

The counter argument of course is that bow fisherman may go to that public park and shoot a trophy sized carp. True. That is a risk, but bow fisherman already know where the trophy carp are. That sport is promoted. Secrets are shared. Big money corporate sponsors host large events with large prize money for bow fishing. So if we want carp fishing as a sport to grow and reach those levels, we need more people fishing for them to create a bigger voice to curtail or place some limits on the bow fishing and unlimited killing of trophy carp.

Keeping carp fishing a secret is actually counterproductive in that regard. Bass fishing has a large voice because they have large membership organizations that mobilize and influence regulations, corporate sponsors, advertisers, and televisions producers by providing eyeballs who watch programs. They didn't grow those bass fishing organizations by keeping bass fishing a secret.

But if the real goal is keeping the trophy carp to yourselves. Keep the sport in the shadows and limited to a small fraternity of people, then by all means; continue to keep it secret.

A Better Bucket for Carp Fishermen

I have been using a 2 gallon food grade bucket purchased at Gordon Food Service (GFS) to mix my
 
ground baits and method mix for 3 years. The GFS bucket works fine, but the mix dries out quickly on a hot, mid-summer day. To solve that problem I purchased a 2 gallon food grade bucket from Amazon.com that uses a gamma lid. It's a lid that screws onto the bucket to create a much better seal that will help prevent my ground mix from drying out so quickly.

They have bucket and lids sizes ranging from 2 gallons to 7 gallons. These buckets are also well suited for long term storage of good items like dried beans, grains, etc. as part of an emergency food storage plan. They also come with a humidity indicator strip to help you monitor the contents without breaking the seal on the lid.

If you would like to purchase a bucket with gamma lid, here's the link:


 




Thursday, January 21, 2016

A Break From Our Regular Carp Programming

It's too cold to fish here in Michigan right now and the lakes are frozen over, so all my favorite spots are inaccessible. So I use the 3-months away from carp fishing to catch up on some of my other hobbies. I work for an auto manufacturer. I enjoy car shows. I like taking pictures. Sometimes I try to combine them into one activity. Each January I attend the Detroit Auto Show aka North American International Auto Show. Here are some pictures from my recent visit. I hope you enjoy them.

F-150
Lincoln Continental
Indy Car

Viper
Ferrari

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Saturday, January 9, 2016

North American Carp Angler Magazine

Yesterday the post man delivered a new North American Carp Angler Magazine - one of the benefits I receive from my membership in the Carp Anglers Group.

The magazine has a lot of wonderful carp fishing pictures and stories about carp fishing trips from 2015.

2016 Special Print Edition of the North American Carp Angler Magazine

The magazine and organization focuses primarily on catch and release carp fishing. I also enjoy catching small mouth buffalo, which are actually in the sucker family of fish. Interestingly enough, the common carp is in the minnow family. The average American fisherman may not realize that (I know I didn't until I started researching carp fishing in greater detail.)

If you are interested in a membership, simply click the banner link at the top of this website page and it will take you to their website so you can check it out. If you decide to become a member, please tell them your were referred by Brian Pearcy.

They also have electronic editions of the magazine available at the website as well.

If you have questions about membership benefits, please let me know.

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Health Benefits of Carp Fishing Through Meditation

I have previously shared my thoughts regarding the health benefits of carp fishing in a post I published a few weeks ago. Here is a video that offers some more information regarding the positives of spending quite time to ourselves on a regular basis.

I am not referring to clicking symbols, burning incense or aroma therapy types of meditation. I am referring to meditation in its simplest form; and it's something you likely find yourself doing naturally from time to time anyway.



 
 
If you would like to read more about meditation and how we can simply do this activity while we are sitting bankside waiting for the carp to bite I have included a video below from ABC News Anchor, Dan Harris, from Good Morning America.
 
Meditation can be done in 3 simple steps: 
 
1. Sit upright
2. Feel your breath
3. If your mind wonders, simple return focus again on the breath
 
 


 
 
Here is another way to mindfulness meditation is described courtesy of Wikipedia:

"going into the forest and sitting beneath a tree and then to simply watch the breath. If the breath is long, to notice that the breath is long, if the breath is short, to notice that the breath is short.[34][35]
By observing the breath one becomes aware of the perpetual changes involved in breathing, and the arising and passing away of mindfulness. One can also be aware of and gain insight into impermanence through the observation of bodily sensations and their nature of arising and passing away."[36]

Dedicated specimen carp anglers have likely been meditating for years without even realizing it.

If you decide to purposefully try these exercise while carp fishing, I'd be interesting in hearing your thoughts about the results.

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Making Homemade Carp Boilies

Update:

I wrote the original version of this post last spring to document my first experimental attempts to make homemade boilies. Following several days of traveling during the holiday season I plan to start making boilies for the upcoming spring carp fishing season.

I will use the recipe below in addition to some new ideas that I have come up with, but hot peppers are going to play a big role in my ongoing boilie making and carp fishing efforts. I am going to continue with the sesame oil and also incorporate peanut powder and some other items I've been reading about during the off season.

Original post:

I have read through the articles Mario Kok writes for the Carp Angler's Group and will use his basic recipe suggestions for my own attempt at carp boilie making.




Ingredients:

  • 1/4 cup corn meal
  • 1 1/4 cup wheat flour
  • 6 jalapenos
  • 3 habaneros
  • 2 TBSP cayenne powder
  • 1 TBSP white pepper powder
  • 2 whole eggs
  • 2 TBSP sesame oil
  • 2 TBSP Southern Comfort

  • 1. I sliced up jalapenos and habaneros, added the sesame oil to a sauce pan and then fried the peppers for about 10 minutes on medium heat taking care to stir occasionally to prevent burning. The strategy for frying is to release some of the oils and juices in the peppers. I used plastic gloves for this process.

    2. I added just enough water to cover the sliced peppers and brought the mixture to a boil. Once boiling I reduced the heat to simmer and cooked the peppers for 20 minutes to soften them up. I left the mixture on the stove top to steep for a couple of hours without heat. Then I brought the mixture to a boil again and simmered for nearly an hour to make a soup.

    3. I allowed the peppers to cool for about 30 minutes and used a small hand blender to a make a "habanero and jalapeno" mushy paste.





    4. I mixed up the dry ingredients and ran them through a flour sifter.

    5. I added the eggs to my pepper mush mixture and thoroughly combined them before starting to add the dry ingredients.

    6. I added a little of the dry ingredients to the wet ingredients and mixed them up; and then added a little more; repeating the process until I achieved a consistency that would form a dough ball.



    7. I rolled the boilies in sizes from 12 mm to 22 mm; ending up with 125 boilies total. I used plastic gloves to prevent problems with the habaneros burning my skin.



    8. I brought a pot of water to a rolling boil and then added the dough balls in groups of 10 allowing them to boil for 90 seconds before removing and placing them on cooling racks used for cookies.




    9. I allowed the boilies to cool for several hours before placing in plastic bags for storage. I took great care to make sure they were completely cool so that there was no condensation in the plastic bag during storage.



    This is my first attempt making my own boilies. It wasn't too hard to do. When I make them again I will boil the pepper soup a lot less. The peppers were plenty soft after about 30 minutes. I am afraid the extra cooking loses some of the potency of the peppers.

    Don't ask me why I decided to try the Southern Comfort. I was trying to think of something sweet to add a little extra to the boilies.

    Here is a post I made using these boilies to catch smallmouth buffalo.

    Sunday, December 20, 2015

    Preparing Fish at a Detroit Area Restaurant

    Buffalo fish cooking at a Detroit restaurant (Photo courtesy of Detroit Free Press and Salwan Georges, photographer)
    Last June while fishing near our home in western Wayne County Michigan, Linda and I met some young twenty-something year olds fishing near us at a local lake.

    They caught a few fish, but were very interested in convincing us to give them the fish we were catching to add to their cache. I shared a few fish with them that day after getting to know them a little bit. They described a process for preparing and cooking the fish that sounds very familiar to the picture above published in the Detroit Free Press article on 12/20/15.

    Saturday, December 19, 2015

    Fire Your Boss and Go Carp Fishing

    I am an avid NHRA fan. I don't attend races like I used too before the responsibilities of adulthood took over my life, but I still follow the sport every chance I get on the web, on TV and through magazines.

    Common carp landed in May 2015
    At one of the races I attended in Bowling Green, KY more than 25 years ago I remember seeing a guy selling synthetic motor oil from a rented Budget Rent-A-Car box van. He sold out of the motor oil over the course of the weekend. I stopped by his tent on the last day of the race and immediately noticed what I suspect is the key to his success that weekend. He had a passion for business, a knowledge of motor oil and a very attention catching slogan that drew people to his booth.

    Those observations from 25 years ago are still equally important today if you want to start a business with the hopes of following your passions. It's likely, since you are reading a blog post on my site, that you are passionate about carp fishing. If you are like me you have probably brainstormed for ideas to earn a living by working less and/or earning an income that allows more flexibility to spend more time fishing.

    There are a few ways to do it that I can think of off the top of my head.

    1. Work really, really hard for 5 or 6 years saving a lot of money, then get a job that allows more time for fishing and live off the savings for a while each year. (Speculative stock investing, day trading, real estate passive income, etc.)
    2. Work 30+ years, fish on weekends and vacation days, add to your 401K, and hope social security, money from the 401K and pension (if you are lucky enough to have one) provide you enough money to enjoy fishing while you still can during the years you have left.
    3. Get a job or start a business that combines your passion for fishing with a passion for earning a living doing something you enjoy. (Working is not so bad f you love what you're doing, right?)

    The guys selling oil at the NHRA Division III event 25 years ago found a way to enjoy the sport of drag racing and earn money while attending the races.

    Why can't we follow his lead and start a business based on our love of fishing?

    Ideas anyone?

    Here are a few ideas I have thought of. Maybe one of them will be a trigger to help you:
    1. Sell fishing equipment
    2. Teach others how to fish
    3. Fishing guide service
    4. Bait company
    5. Organizer of fishing tournaments
    6. Start a magazine about fishing
    7. Write a book about fishing

    No one said it was easy. Nothing worthwhile ever is. Good luck!

    Sell jerky, eat jerky, earn extra money

    Sunday, December 13, 2015

    GoPro HD Hero 4 Session Camera

    The GoPro HD Hero 4 Session Camera is currently available for $200.  That's a pretty good deal. I might have to pick one up myself as a Christmas present.

    GoPro Session Camera (photo courtesy GoPro)

    Monday, December 7, 2015

    Carp Fishing Tip - Peanut Powder

    My first two years of carp fishing I primarily fished with flavored maize with some commercially produced boilies utilized occasionally to add a little variety.

    Last year I started making my own homemade boilies with some very good results. But after analyzing my results I am confident that I can improve the results from these homemade boilies by adding more protein to my base recipe.

    When I made my boilies earlier this year I used items that I could find in my cupboard and didn't really put a lot of thought into it. I have posted the specific recipe previously, but here's the link again if you need it: Homemade Carp Boilies

    A few weeks ago I was surfing around the internet and ran across something that will provide an interesting source of protein that I am going to incorporate in my recipe next season and it's readily available at the local grocery store.


    Peanut powder

    I am also going to try some of this stuff in my ground bait mix and see how it goes, but adding it to boilies is likely a better strategy unless I can find it available in bulk. The volumes needed for mixing it in ground bait are cost prohibitive in smaller package sizes.

    Sunday, December 6, 2015

    What Do I Do When It's Too Cold to Fish for Carp?

    It's much too cold for me to fish comfortably, so I have placed my carp fishing efforts on hold for a few months until it warms up this spring.

    This time of year I spend time on other things; like updating this blog; like reading novels; like watching more football; like writing; and pursuing my aquarium keeping hobby (Tiger Oscar, Jack Dempsey and Gold Severum).

    The precipitation was the kind that Detroiters hated. It made driving a pain in the ass. Cold enough to turn the light rain into snow flurries, but not cold enough to actually melt when impacting the windshield. The driver flipped on the wipers alternating between low and intermittent settings. One was too fast and other too slow to keep the window cleared.

    He lowered the driver’s window an inch and lit a cigarette doing his best to blow the smoke through the crack and out into the early December night. Promising himself to give up the cancer sticks for good after the New Year, he took another puff.

    The radio played a non-descript Simon and Garfunkel tune as the vehicle merged onto I-94 east. Something about parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, but he didn’t care. The radio was used for background noise more than actual listening.

    Soothed by the familiar rhythm of the daily commute, he had to remind himself to concentrate on the driving. The freeway was sparsely lit except for occasional headlights from the west bound lanes. With hours to go before sunrise, traffic was light.

    He hugged the right lane and set the cruise control on 60 mph; driving well below the posted limit. Occasionally switching lanes to allow an eighteen-wheeler to merge from an on-ramp, pass a delivery van, or navigate around an airport shuttle transit bus. It was all so mundane. No reason to hurry. The work would be there when he arrived. It always was. But he needed the paycheck.

    He coasted down the off-ramp and turned right. Through a stop light; a right turn at the stop sign and then into the industrial park. Past one warehouse for a trucking company; another for an office supply operation; and a third that cleaned high dollar imported rugs for the well-healed. He continued driving toward the back of the park.

    The vehicle rolled up to the guard shack at 2:26 a.m. as it did every other day reporting for the early morning shift.

    The security officer stepped out of the shack and faced the vehicle. The driver extended his access badge to the officer.

    “What’s your name?” the officer asked.

    “Nathan Stutgardt.”

    “Date of employment?”

    “July 14”

    The guard flipped over the badge to the back and scanned the barcode. The hand held chirped its approval. He extended the vehicle search mirror haphazardly to view the undercarriage near the driver’s side door area, walked to the vehicle’s rear, repeated the ritual under the trunk, walked to the passenger side, and then to the front extending the mirror under the engine compartment.

    “Proceed,” the guard said, giving the thumbs up sign.

    Nathan wheeled the Nissan Maxima through the gate, past the thermal scanners on either side, slow enough for the surveillance camera to capture images of his license plate before passing over the three speed bumps and through the facility gate.

    Home for the next 9 hours.

    #

    Detective Kerry Cates had been with the department for 27 years. His career spanned 3 precincts, put three kids through Catholic school, fueled an ulcer, high blood pressure, and burned through two wives.

    A thirty minute drive from downtown Detroit, he entered the apartment in Farmington Hills, flicked on the light and proceeded with the familiar nightly ritual.

    Place the car keys on the peg by the door. Cell phone on the kitchen counter top near the sink. Drop the loose change in the dish by the can opener. Proceed to the refrigerator to grab an Atwater Redford Red Ale. Pop the top before heading down the short hallway and into the bedroom and de-holstering the department issue Smith and Wesson .40 caliber M & P for storage in the gun cabinet sitting toward the rear of the walk-in closet next to the out-of-date and out-of-style sport coats and suit jackets that had accumulated in the years since wife number two decided she was no longer desired to be married to a Detroit police detective.

    He walked down the hallway and into the living room to assume his familiar position in the Lazy Boy and tune the remote to Fox Sports, ESPN or ESPN2. With luck the Tigers, Red Wings or Pistons would be on, but he would also settle for highlights of whatever college teams were being featured on Sportscenter. Between the Wolverines and Spartans the odds of catching the latest news and highlights about the Ann Arbor or East Lansing juggernauts would be high. Tonight it would be the ‘Wings wearing white at Joe Louis arena vs. the L.A. Kings – ‘Wings leading 4 -2 in the third period. And like most nights, Kerry fell asleep in the recliner before finishing the Atwater; and before the final buzzer sounded on the hockey game.

    Shortly after 4:00 a.m. he was awakened by the ringing cell phone.

    “Cates,” he answered.

    “When?”

    “Uh huh.”

    “O.K.”

    “I’ll meet you there.”

    Cates arrived within thirty minutes. He was greeted at the checkpoint near the entrance to the parking lot by two uniformed Detroit Police Department officers and a member of the private security firm contracted to control entry.

    “I need to see some identification sir,” the security officer said.

    “I’m with them,” Cates said pointing the DPD officers.

    “Sir, your identification,” the security officer repeated.

    Cates flashed his badge, satisfying the requirement.

    During the walk across the parking lot the two uniforms filled him in. Mass casualties. Blood everywhere. Unfortunately he’d seen it several times before, but it never got any easier.

    They entered the building through the front doors and were greeted by Sergeant Larry Smithfield.

    “Morning’ Cates,” Smithfield said. “We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

    “What are you doing here Larry?” Cates asked.

    “Cates, this is not a one man job. It’s all hands on deck. You’ll see soon enough.”

    The Sergeant led the detective through a maze of rooms, work bays, rooms filled with cubicles, and hallways an onto the factory floor.

    Unprepared for the scene, Cates gasped for air.

    “Oh my god.”

    “God had nothing to do with this,” Smithfield responded.

    The first four bodies lay ten feet ahead on the stained concrete floor near a stack of wooden pallets. Face up in pools of blood, arms at their sides, shoes pointed upwards.

                “Who moved the bodies?”

                “Whoever killed them I guess,” Smithfield said.

    Smithfield continued walking.

    “Where you going?”

    “Come on. There’s more.”

    Three more bodies lay forty feet further down the aisle. Like the others, arms at sides, shoes facing up in pools of their own blood next to rolls of plastic sheeting.