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Well ill be at River phillup in an hour. Come put me in the river

 

never heard of River phillup .  And I make a point of not polluting our rivers with trash.

fishinfellas, You are new to the site and this is no way to contribute to the site. Looking for clairification can be done in a more civil manner.

The Bay of Fundy is world famous not just for its incredible natural beauty and enormous tides, but also for the rich abundance of pre-historic fossils which can easily be found along its shores. Paleontologists the world over flock to the Bay of Fundy to comb its beaches and towering rock cliffs, unearthing remnants from a myriad of long extinct creatures that once inhabited the region. But did you know there's another living, breathing, outdated relic that still roams these shores? It's true, and even though their numbers are in sharp decline, if you look very closely you can still spot them from time to time.

Its scientific name is Tyrannopsaras (from the Greek meaning Terrible Fisherman). A primarily carnivorous species whose diet consists mainly of inexpensive fast food and dark rum, but during certain times of the year is heavily supplemented with large numbers of undersized striped bass. Opportunists and social creatures by nature they generally prefer to hunt in small, less detectable groups of two or three individuals, however they are also known to hunt completely alone. Their physical appearance and manner of dress is astonishingly similar to our own (particularly amongst the younger of the species who seem to take a more active interest in personal hygiene than their elders) with the only notable exception in appearance to ours being a curious discolouration of all three of their teeth. Their language is also remarkably similar. Aside from an obvious tendency to slur any words containing consonants or vowels as well as a distinct propensity for the use of profanity near children, much of the time their language could easily be mistaken for english. Your best bet for observing one of these oddities in their natural habitat is to locate an easily accessible stretch of shoreline on a bright, clear, sunny day during normal working hours. If you happen to find yourself in close proximity to one of these evolutionary throwbacks no need to be alarmed. Once offered the requisite peace offering of a Timmy's double double or a free smoke, they're generally harmless to humans and can actually be rather jovial and deceptively charming. On the other hand if you happen to be a striped bass watch out. They're brutally lethal.

Like its distant cousin the Tyrannosaurus Rex, Tyrannopsaras also seems to be afflicted with the same wildly disproportionate body mass to brain ratio which helped make Tyrannosaurus Rex such an effective and ruthless predator in its day. With all the compassion of a house cat mauling a wounded bird, Tyrannopsaras can often be observed in the wild playing stripers well past the point of exhaustion, dragging their fragile, near lifeless catch ruthlessly across a jagged stretch of rocky beach before haphazardly lobbing it back into the water without so much as a passing thought to the suffering and damage they are inflicting on another living creature. Sometimes though, like overgrown toddlers, Tyrannopsaras behavior can be mildly amusing - even comical to watch as they triumphantly display their prized catch to others in the group, all too slowly passing it from one to another and back again with huge toothless grins and bloodshot eyes beaming with pride - their grossly undeveloped rum soaked intellect clearly incapable of grasping even the simplest of concepts such as fish don't actually breathe air. They're almost cute somehow.

In stark contrast to this behaviour, there is growing anecdotal evidence that Tyrannopsaras may have a special affinity (and perhaps even an uncharacterstic softspot) for local shorebirds. Principally Larus Smithsonianus (the common Herring Gull). The exact nature of their relationship with these gulls in not well understood, however stories abound from countless anglers who've witnessed Tyrannopsaras catching large numbers of so-called nuisance species such as Tommy Cod, Flounder, Eel, and Skate - and instead of releasing this unwanted by-catch safely back into the water where they are essential to the overall health of the ecosystem - Tyrrannopsaras have been observed ritualistically slaughtering these fish en masse by bashing their heads against rocks or leaving them to slowly suffocate and bake alive in the sun - whereupon immediately after Tyrannopsaras's departure from the area, the waiting gulls swoop in and eagerly help themselves to an easy meal. Strange behaviour indeed on Tyrannopsaras part, considering the Herring Gull is a very efficient scavenger in its own right and does not need Tyrranopsaras's help in any way. Exactly what power or sway these gulls hold over Tyrannopsaras is not yet clear and requires further study.

According to researchers at the Fundy Centre for Estuarine Research in Windsor, Tyrannopsaras numbers in the region are dwindling at an ever increasing rate, with fewer and fewer sightings every season. Those same researchers say that the primary cause of their rapid demise is the age old formula for adaptation and natural selection. Tyrannopsaras live in a very different era. Frozen in time. No longer relevant in a modern world where an elementary school education just isn't enough anymore - where big words and even bigger concepts like mortality rates, sustainability, environmental stewardship, and compassion for all living things are understood by every 2nd grader - pea brained Tyrannopsaras is just plain irrelevant. And in true Darwinian fashion they are going the way of their distant cousins. Unfortunately though, given the notoriously fickle pace of evolutionary change, just not quickly enough.

Every post I see on here from you always trying to stir up ****.  You really add no value because of your uneducated statements and "I am always right" attitude. 

 

Don't ever make negative statements about what you "assume" is happening in a pic.....especially one I posted.  Feel free to PM about it before you act like a keyboard coward.

 

Perhaps if you had someone to teach you, then you would think before you speak.  I thought not to long ago you were leaving the site...what happened?? got bored???

   

 

 

 

 

 You've got guys posting pictures of them teaching there kids to roll cast in areas where if they hook a salmon,

Thank's to this forum owner has been found!

New day new perspective :  this site should have shut down that gawddamn idiot after his posting of all the fish he slaughters.  When I signed on here I assumed it was a site for sportsmen to share ideas and experiences of fishing here in NS, discuss conservation and etc.   99 % of the folks on here present themselves well, real sportspeople enjoying the outdoors, discussing experiences on the water and exchanging ideas and methods of fishing and conserving/protecting the resources. The "ninja"  has openly displayed his complete disregard for our resources and seems to enjoy boasting about his kill catches - yes that's certainly a shining example of the sportspeople of NS Fishing.  Morons like that need to go the way of the Dodo and have no place on a fishing site supposedly dedicated to the SPORT of fishing, I would not feel at all bad or remorseful if someone were to find his stinking carcass floating ass up in some river.

It's free fishing weekend on June 1st and 2nd and the weather could be decent for a change (although watch for lightning). It's a great opportunity to introduce somebody to fishing or re-introduce somebody who may not have fished for awhile. It's funny, but I always think about introducing kids to fishing, but you can do that anytime if they're under 16 since no license is required. This weekend, why not invite a senior out fishing? Somebody who may have given up the pastime but might want to feel the tug one more - or a few more - times.

If I had thought of this earlier I might have tried to organize something with a seniors' home or Legion. A number of us have organized similar activities with childrens' and other groups over the years. Why not do it for some seniors?

Enjoy the wekend,
Paul

Life jackets save lives.

Just curious, but would the non-fly fishers accept a list of gear restrictions that might improve the chances of successful release of salmon?

If you could fish lures with only single barbless hook (no trebles)? Bait fish with barbless circle hook only? No bait whatsoever? Catch and release only on these rivers?

Would this be of interest?

I guess what I'm getting at is this; exactly what are you looking for? This is about protecting the resource and hopefully nurturing what's left of the wild Atlantic Salmon in Nova Scotia.

I haven't fished these rivers in a number of years, but it sounds as if whatever is being done to improve and protect the resource is working.

I fly fish, but I also spin fish. So I guess that makes me the bastard in all of this? Yes, I enjoy fly fishing...no, that doesn't make me some stuck up snob...and I certainly don't have deeper pockets or a fatter wallet. Nor do a lot of my friends who enjoy fly fishing.

Yeah, there are a few pompous a$$holes who think fly fishing makes them special, but you'll find that in anything. Most of the anglers I meet fly fishing are just normal folks. Even the Doctors and lawyers I've met didn't put on aires. So what is it with this perception of fly fishing and fly fishermen being anything but anglers out enjoying the sport by their preferred method?

I'm the same guy when I'm out spin fishing as I am when I'm out fly fishing. Try talking to me and we'll probably get on great. Approach me as if I'm unwanted or some stuck up prick and we're probably not going to get on too well.

Instead of the "us against them" attitude. Maybe try figuring out a way to work this out that meets everyones interests.

Or hell, just take up fly fishing. You'd probably enjoy it.

Terran

Hello fellow fisherman, Just wanted to say if I become any more excited for striped bass this year I may have a stroke. I went out a little late last year and missed the big ones. My best was 36 1/2 inches. It took some effort to find the correct way for catching them but once located it was a blast. Alot of you were reluctant to help which is understandable as a good fishing spot/techniques are rare for a reason. But a big thanks too any of you who may have helped or gave advice to me on here or just when out fishing. I am originally from Ontario and most of you know stripe bass is not on the menu there. After 2 years of being on the east coast and only a half season of striped bass , I am never gunna leave this province because of the striped bass.

My Artic adventure started in Toronto this spring when I attended the upgrading of the Canadian Standards for freshwater guides. I met Steve Ashton who ran the Artic Adventures Camps for the Inuit Co-op in the North and we discussed who had the highest tides in the world. He maintained that the tides in Ungava Bay were higher than the Bay of Fundy. We talked in general about the fishing and the opportunity to fly fish Artic Char on the fly and I have to say I was impressed at Steve’s description and after the meeting returned home. Shortly after I received a call from Steve and the wheels were put in motion for me to go up to Nunavik to flyfish for the Artic Char.

I flew up to Montreal and over nighted in a Hotel for a morning flight to Kuujjuaq. When is the last time you were served a meal in economy and had a hot towel served before it was served? Never right? Well an excellent meal was served with wine complimentary! After arriving we changed planes and flew a twin Otter to a landing strip on the barrens just south of Kangirsuk.


First impressions! Awesome! We were a couple hundred miles above the tree line so the landscape was devoid of trees, you could stand in one place and see for miles with a clarity that was incredible. A mile away the Camp was a spot of green colour on a bay of the River. I felt a sense of being a very small speck of life in the scope of what I was observing.

Once arriving at the camp we had lunch and Carol gave us a talk on how the trip would be organized and because of the tides all fishing depended on the tides. You would go out on a high tide and return on a high tide so fishing would be twelve hour sessions. If you wanted to return before that the camp would send an Argo out over the rock strewn flat in front of the camp. It was over a mile from the camp to open water on low tide. Then we were told that the next opportunity to fish was 2 am so get some rest as the window of opportunity was very short as the tide cycle was at its lowest! I went to my cabin and off to bed for a short sleep. An old warrior said sleep before battle is impossible and I guess it is the same about fishing new to me water. A groggy angler went to the main camp for breakfast at 2 am!

The anglers were a diverse group, and from the beginning you could tell it would be a great trip with great guys to fish and break bread with. A few drinks as well! I have never laughed at so many good jokes told by so many good tellers!

The fishing! Incredible! So many fish so little time! The Artic Char is a member of the same family as our Brook Trout and they fought like a sea run Brookie the only difference was they averaged 5 lbs and the largest on this trip 14 lbs. Some did jump but rarely but the best fighters were in the 5-6 lb class. Fast and very strong! I averaged I suspect 40 char a tide but who was counting?

Shore lunches I have believed were always in beautiful places and this place certainly provided a breathtaking place to take a break and have lunch. We had char every day and I never got tired of char on my plate, fresh from the river. The Inuit guides would fillet them and cook them on a Coleman stove, remember no wood! The guides would take a fillet and eat the char raw, the oldest Sushi bar. I found I liked the raw char, fresh from the water.

The guides. The guides in any outfitting business are the front line soldiers, they are the ones who are in your company during the angling part of your adventure, which is and should be the biggest percentage of your time spent. All the camps fishing and hunting are owned by the Inuit Co-op and the guides are employed by them and they are all Inuit. They are excellent guides. They share everything with humour and an easy way of making you welcome to their world and your time spent with them in the boat is filled with teasing and banter from both sides. Eric Kudlik the guide I had didn’t have any flyfishing experience but with some instruction was able to land a few fish on the fly and was doing well. The emphasis for the guides there is to make you feel welcome, safe, and enjoy your time with them. That they do well and it is a wonderful to experience their world thru their eyes. They shared Beluga whale blubber (Muktu) and the dried meat of the whale. They also dried char in strips and it was very good as well. They were connected to the land and followed traditions from the past.
Eric would make a low whistle like a Peregrine Falcon and then point trying to make me look! He was very good at it! There were Peregrine Falcons on the cliffs so it wasn’t hard to make me look!

Walking on the land I got a sense of empty landscape. I say that not in a negative way but a beauty that was alien to me and took some adjusting mentally to see the details. Small wildflowers hugging the land, little brooks that rushed thru the rocks coming from snow banks thru alpine meadows. Little birds flitting thru the low scrubs and Artic hare bouncing like kangaroos. The hares were the size of a large racoon but faster! I looked for caribou but none were seen. We saw some when we flew in and a couple of Musk ox was spotted as well from the air but none on my walks.

It started with a few caribou tricking down the hills and gained in numbers until hundreds were moving thru. I couldn’t believe how fast they moved and how many there was but I saw a small part of the migration and to see so much life in this expanse was impressive. Not to sound maudlin but it was moving.

I wanted to share with you a small part of my experience in the North and apologize for the length of this post as we do not have an on-line magazine on the new site. My trip exceeded my expectations and they were high at the beginning!!

The highest tides in the World can only be realized by accurate measurement but for me the debate is moot as both the Bay of Fundy and Ungavia Bay have tremendous tides and both are impressive in both water volume and landscape. Let the tourism fight begin! lol

Hi All,

With the previous discussions of getting lost in the woods and someone mentioning the NS Fishing Map that the government produces, I looked online yesterday to see if I could buy it locally, instead of ordering it from the government. I went to Maps and More (lower water st., where the Daily News used to be) http://www.mapsandmore.ca/, and picked up the NS Fishing Map. It seems to be a really good one. They also had a lot of other great maps for different river systems as well as a fishing book that had a lot of great information on what species can be fished when & where, depending on the month and season. I wasn't expecting to find so many useful tools, and thought I would pass along the great finds that I found.

I was fishing along the shore of Gaspereau Lake on Thurs evening and found a dead pickerel laying on a rock. By the looks of it I'm guessing someone caught it and tossed it. Could be that a bird caught it and left it there, but it didn't appear mangled in the least so I think not.

This brought me back to thinking about people I've heard say that the only good thing to do with a pickerel is to toss it in the woods. WHICH IS ILLEGAL! It drives me crazy to think that people do this. Yes, they are an invasive specie in most watersheds they are present in, often introduced there by people, in some cases they managed to move there themselves. But this does not give ANYONE the right to catch them and toss them in the woods. If anyone that believes it IS a good idea is reading this, think again. Do you really believe that by throwing a couple of em out of the lake is going to make ANY difference at all? You catch and keep more of the native trout/bass/perch/whatevers than you throw pickerel away, and those species survive on right? So why will tossing a few pickerel away make any effect on their existence in such a lake?

Just my point of view on this.

Unfortunately I had no idea who it could have been that did this or else I'd report them.

Dave

i heard about a program for donating fishing rods for underprivileged one time a long while ago. is there still such a program or organization around ?
i've been doing some looking at my gear and i don't use most of my fishing rods and they are just being wasted. as hard as it is to part with them ,i'd like to donate them rather then go through the hassle of selling them.
that and i don't want them to just sit in another guys basement being wasted.
the idea came to me the other night while fishing in the passage and saw three kids taking turns with one fishing rod.(and yes i geared them up with a fishing rod of their own). i figure it's better to intrest new anglers to the sport.

When I heard the news I was deeply saddened. Richard was a regular contributer to the site a few years ago and his photos and videos were well done and showed the activities of a man born to be an outdoorsman. Once you got to know him he was more than that, a good friend, family man and generous with his knowledge. He was a angler who could catch a fish in a sponge and it would be a good one. I searched my notes for a prayer that  felt would be approiate and would like to share.

 

 

I pray that I may live to fish...

Until my dying day.

And when it comes to

my last cast,

I then most humbly pray:

When in the Lord's

great landing net

And peacefully asleep

That in His mercy I be judged

Big enough to keep.

 

No question in my mind!! Peace

OMG who cares its tidal water, its not like its a secret pool in the middle of the woods. And yes the bass just cruise along the coast riding the tide in and out. Bass River/Saints R , Parsborro Shore, and basicly any point and inlet between. lol and if you dont like me telling "secret spot" theres a negative icon on the right of this post give it a click

Finally got out for a yakfish with my ten year old little girl... we both had a blast and she is already asking when we can go again.













What better way to spend an evening on the water.

Cant poach it if its not here.....open pen aquaculture killed our salmon stocks . I will go as far as saying it is probably the reason for the cod collapse as well. Everything was gone in the early 90's....open pens were put in in the mid 80's . Our North Shore salmon get slaughtered by natives with nets,spears and their

traditional jigging , then their are the ones in Greenland netting  and then you have   the  ones who tag their grilse, and the poaching from whitey in the spring and fall . The only difference with the ones on the North shore is there is no open penn sites there . But the salmon are still surviving with all the odds stacked against them . NfLD has so many poachers it will blow your mind . That's why they catch them cause there is so much of it going on . Sad really . Oh yeah on the West coast of NfLDthere is Conn River . It is in dire  straights and there is no season for salmon there.....but it is the only river on that side that has a open net fin fish farm......weird eh?