Archive for the ‘Salmon’ Category

Spring Salmon at FCW

Thursday, April 3rd, 2014
A PERFECT 14lbs SPRING SALMON FROM TYNDALS POOL!
After a long morning in the office I took the two dogs for a walk down Milton Beat, where Derek was fishing through Tyndals Pool. When I first saw him he was in the middle of the lower part …of the pool, which I thought was a bit strange. It was only when I got close to him that I realised he was quietly leading a large salmon down the pool towards Willows where he was planning to land the fish.
Derek's 14lbs salmon Derek with 14lbs salmon from Tyndals DS with 14lbs salmon
This 14lbs spring salmon was caught and returned on Milton Beat (Tyndals to Willows) on 3 April 2014.
Derek told me that he had been too lazy to change the leader from the 8lbs nylon he had been using in the bright sunny days of last week. He wanted to be fishing with at least a 12lbs cast. He was therefore playing the salmon with some care, and at that point he had not seen the fish, despite the clear and lowish water. From my position on the high bank above I could see the dark tail and grey form of the salmon’s body. It was clearly a well-built fish.
But we soon did see the fish, and it was obvious that it was a fine salmon in the teens of pounds. No net was available and my camera had packed up, so we agreed that I would use my mobile phone and Derek would do the honours. Gradually the salmon tired. We could see its broad back and silvery, violet sheen flanks as it rolled onto its side. Its broad, delicately forked tail broke the surface and the fish came quietly to the side opposite the willows at the head of the Boat Pool. What a beautiful fish! Derek gently removed the size 10 Willie Gunn from the scissors of the hen fish, which we estimated was about 14lbs in weight.
After some point-&-press mobile camera shots the salmon lay quietly in the flow beside some rocks before quietly swimming away into the deeper water at Willows.
For me this fish represents the very best of Finavon in the spring. There is something deeply consoling about knowing that such a fish can exist and return to our little river, despite the uncertainties of climate change and the obstructions and other challenges we human beings put in its way.
It is only 2 April. If there is enough water the South Esk may show us all what this fine little river is capable of producing in the spring. There really is hope, but guarded hope of course!
God speed, you fish! Do your duty. Lay your 7,000 ova in the high burns of the South Esk’s upper catchment. Confound the sceptics and show us how resilient you and all your companions returning to our shores from the Greenland fjords can be.
TA

The state of the wild Atlantic salmon

Wednesday, January 29th, 2014
THE BEST WORKER IN EUROPE
A poem by Ted Hughes
Ted Hughes was Poet Laureate from 1984 until his untimely death at the age of 68 in 1998. He is widely regarded as one of the finest poets of his generation. Ted Hughes was a passionate lover of wilderness and the wild Atlantic salmon. This poem  is an elegy for the lost innocence of the wild salmon smolt, bringing the bounty of the ‘Gallery of Marvels’ back to our rivers, and into our hands.
From my point of view, Ted Hughes was the most effective champion of the wild Atlantic salmon. His home was in Devon and he fished his local river, the Exe. He also fished in Scotland extensively, and also for steelhead in the wilds of western Canada. He was a friend and supporter of the Atlantic Salmon Trust and dedicated the poem, ‘The Best Worker in Europe’, to the Trust in 1985. He and Charles Jardine got together with AST to publish a limited edition (156 numbered copies) of the poem with three illustrations.
Here is the poem, which is of course highly relevant to the state of our wild salmon today:
The Best Worker in Europe
The best worker in Europe Is only six inch long
You thought he’d be a bigger chap?
Wait till you hear my song, my dears,
Wait till you hear my song.
No Union cries his Yea or Nay
He works for all, both night and day,
With neither subsidy nor pay.
He comes out of a heap of stones
Like some old-fashioned elf.
And all he asks is plain water,
Such as you drink yourself, my dears,
Such as you drink yourself.
Two years toiling secretly He fits his craft, without a sigh
To rest his head  or close his eye.
And then one day he’s off to sea.
And only six inch long
Into the Black Hole under the Ocean,
Rows himself along, my dears,
He rolls himself along.
To Hell with Russian, Viking, Hun!
This great-hearted simpleton
Takes the whole Atlantic on.
He hauls his trawl from Scilly Isles
To the subarctic shore.
No overheads, no crew to pay
Whose wives will cry for more, my dears,
Wives always cry for more.
Through storm and freeze, with cheerful grin,
Candlefish and Capelin,
He crams the Ocean’s goodness in.
A catch that all but splits his seam!
Although, like a magician,
He’s magnified his mass by ninety
(He too’s gone a-fishin’, my dears,
He too’s gone a-fishin’).
Such a God-like magic, one’s
Suddenly summed in millions
And understated metric tonnes.
Then in from Ocean’s curve he brings
His National Gross Achievement.
Even the miracle of two fishes
Cries: ”Tis past believement, my dears,
‘Tis simply past believement!’
Nobody’s had to lift a hand!
No prayer, no contract, no command,
And he could feed the entire land!
Nobody has to lift a finger
Or to wet a shoe!
This is the worker for the job that
God alone could do, my dears,
That God alone could do.
What a production line, where he
Processes the open sea
To solid feast, and delivers it free.
The best worker in Europe
Is only six inch long –
Suddenly all his labours fail.
But still he sings: ‘What’s wrong, my dears?
I’ll tell you what’s wrong.
My respiration, my circulation,
Compulsory-purchased by the Nation,
Are now the sewers of your Civilisation.
God help the slave’, sings the Salmon Smolt,
‘Who is owned by everyone
The Donkey used, flogged, owned by all
Is protected by none, my dears,
He is protected by none –
And the wolf takes him easily.
O every wave upon the sea
Carries a wolf that lives on me.’
Ted Hughes 1985

Memory of a Fine Spring Salmon

Saturday, January 4th, 2014
Photo: MEMORY OF A FINE SPRING SALMON</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>I was looking through some photographs of salmon caught at Finavon during 2013 and found the one in the picture (photo taken with a mobile while keeping the salmon in the water to release it safely: hence the poor photo!). This 17lbs spring salmon was caught by John Wood in the Beeches on a very small Willie Gunn in April 2013.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>These early running salmon arrive in the pools of Finavon Castle Water any time from March onwards. The best time to fish for them is when the water temperature starts to climb in April and into May. All these early arrivals are multi sea-winter salmon which means that they stayed at sea for more than one winter. Multi sea -winter salmon feed far away from Scotland's shores, unlike our grilse (one sea-winter salmon) which tend to feed near Iceland or in the Norwegian Sea. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>This beautiful two or three-winter salmon, fresh from the sea and in prime condition, probably spent nearly two years in the fjord waters of west Greenland where there are huge quantities of prey species, including squid, pipefish and capelin. When they are ready to return to their native river, after putting on kilos of muscle and fat, these fish leave the Greenland coast and swim all the way back across the Atlantic Ocean - a distance of more than 2,500 miles - and back into their native river.</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>These multi sea-winter fish are in short supply, and their numbers continue to decline. They are far and away the most valuable group of salmon and command huge prices (up to £60 per Kg) at Billingsgate and in city restaurants. The fact is that for every 100 smolts (small & young salmon leaving fresh water for the first time) that leave their native river only about 5 return as adult fish. The rest die at sea. </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>It is ironical that, at the time when Scotland is producing more than 150,000 tons of farmed salmon, a very small number of people are legally still killing wild spring salmon in coastal nets, and in the process endangering their very existence. Isn't it time the law was changed? Shouldn't there be strict quotas at the very least? Or shouldn't we grasp the nettle and close down the most fragile fisheries completely (rods and nets)?</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Anglers at Finavon carefully return all these salmon alive to the river. They represent the future. They are our broodstock. They are also the most beautiful fish it is possible to imagine! I leave the following question hanging in the air..."shouldn't we be leaving these fragile spring fish to enter their rivers without any threat of rods or nets to hinder their progress to their spawning locations?"</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>TA 3/1/2014
17lbs salmon caught in Beeches Pool in April 2013 by John Wood.
I was looking through some photographs of salmon caught at Finavon during 2013 and found the one in the picture (photo taken with a mobile while keeping the salmon in the water to release it safely: hence the… poor photo!). This 17lbs spring salmon was caught by John Wood in the Beeches on a very small Willie Gunn in April 2013.
These early running salmon arrive in the pools of Finavon Castle Water any time from March onwards. The best time to fish for them is when the water temperature starts to climb in April and into May. All these early arrivals are multi sea-winter salmon which means that they stayed at sea for more than one winter. Multi sea -winter salmon feed far away from Scotland’s shores, unlike our grilse (one sea-winter salmon) which tend to feed near Iceland or in the Norwegian Sea.
This beautiful two or three-winter salmon, fresh from the sea and in prime condition, probably spent nearly two years in the fjord waters of west Greenland where there are huge quantities of prey species, including squid, pipefish and capelin. When they are ready to return to their native river, after putting on kilos of muscle and fat, these fish leave the Greenland coast and swim all the way back across the Atlantic Ocean – a distance of more than 2,500 miles – and back into their native river.
These multi sea-winter fish are in short supply, and their numbers continue to decline. They are far and away the most valuable group of salmon and command huge prices (up to £60 per Kg) at Billingsgate and in city restaurants. The fact is that for every 100 smolts (small & young salmon leaving fresh water for the first time) that leave their native river only about 5 return as adult fish. The rest die at sea.
It is ironical that, at the time when Scotland is producing more than 150,000 tons of farmed salmon, a very small number of people are legally still killing wild spring salmon in coastal nets, and in the process endangering their very existence.
Isn’t it time the law was changed?
Shouldn’t there be strict quotas, at the very least?
Shouldn’t we close down the most fragile fisheries completely (rods and nets)?
Anglers at Finavon carefully return all these salmon alive to the river. They represent the future. They are our broodstock. They are also the most beautiful fish it is possible to imagine! I leave the following question hanging in the air…”shouldn’t we be leaving these fragile spring fish to enter their rivers without any threat of rods or nets to hinder their progress to their spawning locations?”
TA 3/1/2014