The fish fight back and other thoughts

A new quarter! As anyone who is reading this probably is aware, it is a new quarter for us here in Port Angeles, and this means a whole host of new fun research! Right? Well... in actuality things have remained quite the same for Ben in the old PA; the world turns, the grass grows, the ocean is cold and violent at 9:00 am, and we, the WDFW team, are out in it.

A merry Christmas

Santa was good to me this year. Why? you ask. Knowing me, and you knowing that I know that you know me (get that?), it may come as no surprise that I am deserving of all the wonderful goodies that Santa brought this year: primarily among them a new GPS and a waterproof camera. In an effort to give back some of my good fortune (thank you Tif and parents: ) I spent this day in the surf taking a host of pictures for your viewing pleasure, including two beautiful striped sea perch, who stabbed me with there dorsal fins (picture also included). This leads to the tittle of this blog (sorta a stream of consciousness i know). As well, there are many a photo of our seining efforts, that, save the two vindictive perch, yielded no fish whatsoever. Perhaps the fish have migrated to more productive waters, perhaps the season is effecting their metabolism, requiring less furloughs to the near shore? For whatever reason, here's hopping for a more bountiful net next week; herring, smelt and salmon...hold the perch!