Lindsay with a fantastic catch.
Where: Lake Nomahegan in Cranford
What: Carp fishing with Lindsay
Weather: Partly cloudy, 75 degrees, W wind at 9mph
Barometric Pressure: 30.21in and steady
Relative Humidity: 19%
Moon: Waning, last quarter
Water Conditions: Low and muddy
When I started this whole adventure, people told me I was going to get sick of fishing. I couldn't blame them. Surprisingly, although I never grew tired of having to fish every day, I did get tired of writing about it. The writing and the TIME fishing took me AWAY from being with the people I love did take its toll. However, Lindsay stood by like a champ and even encouraged me to go on a handful of times when I wanted to pack it in. Thank you my love, you leave me no doubt we were meant to be together.
In any event, we're both glad it's over.
This morning was a perfect example of the humor of the Fish Gods. Since it was a leap year, and that several people had pointed that out to me, I tacked on an extra day and picked the very place this journey started on Day 1...Lake Nomahegan. On that first day, I was fishing for carp and caught none. Now, the past two days I spent about 13 hours musky fishing and didn't put one in the net. However, in just 30 minutes on Saturday morning, Lindsay and I BOTH caught a monster carp between 15 and 20 pounds. After landing my fish, Lindsay said she wanted to catch one and the carp obliged. Less than 30 seconds after the rod was back in the holders, the line was screaming and Lindsay was soon in for the battle of her life. The fish immediately peeled-off 50 yards of drag and it absolutely refused to give up. After what was probably more than ten minutes, Lindsay finally dragged it into the shallows where I was able to lift it onto the land.
A fantastic job my love, you leave me no doubt we were meant to be together.
So what next, do you ask?
This adventure made me take a hard look at the things in life that truly matter most. Having so little time on my hands, I was able to easily figure out what was missing. This lead to the very difficult, but right decision to leave my post as South Jersey Field Editor of the The Fisherman. There was a time when Lindsay and I took lots of trips and at minimum spent a whole day together on the weekend. It had been tough to do that when I wrote reports on Sunday, and with a new job and new demands, I absolutely needed to have that time back. I am eternally grateful to Chris Lido and The Fisherman and look forward to continuing our relationship and solely contributing to this fine publication.
And the blog?
Well, the blog will go on, even if only for selfish reasons. The blog was started two years before the 365 thing and will not end here. In a nutshell, it's my logbook. I take very detailed information on times, weather and water conditions and lunar phases. I reference this often and use it to make me a better angler. I would encourage anyone else to do the same.
And I need to thank all my family, friends and the scores of people who have reached out to me and supported me through this adventure. This would not have been nearly as exciting had I not known how many people were reading this every day and enjoying it. It truly made this a pleasure when things were tough and undoubtedly kept me going.
I will continue to post, probably once a week, with fishing, hiking and camping reports and nothing would make me happier than to see everyone reading it. Hopefully, the purpose of starting this blog over three years ago hasn't been lost, which is to read it, enjoy it and maybe even learn something from it.
Thank you all again for being here, and I hope you all continue to enjoy what I write.