Monday, April 14, 2025
Connecticut Hatcheries in the Crosshairs
Sunday, January 8, 2023
Seefer Madness (revisted)
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| One of the over 400 recently stocked broodstock seeforellen (photo courtesy of CT DEEP) |
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| Another example of a recently stocked seeforellen (photo courtesy of CT DEEP) |
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| Tony Urbaowicz with the current state record brown trout caught in 2011 (photo courtesy of Fisherman's World) |
Tuesday, October 5, 2021
Homecoming
Ever been so consumed by a tradition that you couldn’t imagine
going without it? For me that comes in the form of an unmissable camping trip
each spring. Most of my life, the third Saturday of April has marked the start
of Connecticut’s trout season. Our small group, made up of family and a few
like family, have established a four-day holiday around what we call Opening
Day, and have been observing it religiously for decades. Even after the official
season opener was moved up by a week in 2015, we have stayed true to the traditional
weekend. Whether acknowledging it or not, all along the annual trip has been more
of a reunion and celebration than it ever was about fishing.
I used to joke that it would take the birth of a child to keep me from Opening Day Weekend. In reality it was a global pandemic that put a temporary pause on our longstanding rituals. A missed camping trip is a grain of salt compared to what many others lost to COVID, yet that didn’t change the fact that it felt damn good to be back together for the first time in two years. It felt like a homecoming.
When you participate in an annual excursion long enough, you
are bound to encounter all types of weather, especially in New England. This
year was one of those years that our gear and grit were tested right out of the
gate. Conditions were cold with downpours—far from ideal for setting camp. Accepting
the challenge, we took pride in making camp as comfortable as possible. Pop-up
shelters and a borrowed propane heater were the real MVPs of the weekend.
As tends to happen with this crew, food and drink took center stage throughout our stay. The usual staples were there but new to the mix, and highlight by far, was slow-roasting a large piece of beef over the fire. It was my good friend Aaron’s brainchild. He’d done his homework (a.k.a. watching BBQ Pit Boys videos) and with help from my Uncle Derrick, they fashioned a spit with an old motor to rotate a six-pound-plus ribeye roast over hardwood coals for hours. The meat, cooked to perfection, blew our doors off and a new tradition within a tradition was born.
While not practiced as much as it once was, fishing is the
common thread that originally tied this crew together. And, by the last full day
in camp, a few fish were actually caught. My cousin Max landed the lone
holdover—a handsome male brown fooled by a classic Woolly Bugger. I have DEEP fisheries
staff to thank for a fresh batch of Survivor strain brown trout that were just stocked the day prior. A handful of the
football-shaped thoroughbreds fell to a jig streamer from our pals at Farmington Flies. Though not too bright
when I caught them, over time these ‘survivors’ smarten up and start looking
and acting like the wild and holdover trout they are the progeny of.
When Sunday rolls around, it’s time to break camp as the reality of things on hold back home inch closer from the periphery. Throwing one last log on the fire helps stave off the feeling, as does downing a final hotdog before hitting the road. Like it or not, it’s back to work on Monday and, God willing, another 361 days until the next homecoming on that cherished patch of land.
Soak it in, boys.
Saturday, March 7, 2020
Origins
| Northern pike are predators that eat almost anything and everything they desire. |
Starting in the 1980s, fisheries biologists from CT DEEP have done an outstanding job with the state’s northern pike management program, building it to the point where significant natural reproduction is happening in the marsh systems of a few of our more popular pike fisheries. After graduating college, I was able to witness the success of the program firsthand by taking a seasonal position within DEEP’s inland fisheries division. It remains the most interesting job I’ve ever held. One of the more fun responsibilities it entailed was helping capture and stock northern pike fingerlings.
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| Aaron Swanson with a trophy CT northern pike. |
Fast forward 15 years to the subpar Connecticut winter we are experiencing now. A recent catch, it turns out my final of the short ice season, got me thinking again about the origins of the pike swimming in our waters. As soon as it came topside, I knew this fish was a little different—it had a pattern unlike any pike I’d seen to that point. I immediately thought it was a cross between a pike and a pickerel because of the chainlike markings along its lower flanks. It wasn’t a very large fish, but it was healthy as a horse and surely unique. Looking for clarity if it was a hybrid or not, I later sent a photo to biologists involved in DEEP’s pike management program. I am glad I did because they shared some interesting info I wouldn’t have learned otherwise.
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| My final fish of the 2019-2020 ice season and an interesting one at that. |
One of biologists circled back with an interesting twist. He had seen pike with similar markings before while collecting fingerlings from Connecticut marshes and believed my catch stemmed from a past stocking of fish from New Jersey. “For a number of years, we’ve been receiving free pike fry from New Jersey that we’ve raised in our marshes, or at Burlington hatchery, to fingerling size and have then stocked in a couple of our pike management lakes,” he said. The neat part, I thought, was that they could tell exactly what body of water in New Jersey the pike originated from.
This is not groundbreaking stuff, but it was cool to learn the backstory of my catch. It’s not often we, as anglers, get that sort of insight or closure on the fish we spend so much time and effort perusing. This exercise reinforced my appreciation for the work of our inland fisheries staff and furthered my understanding of the gamefish I am fortunate to target each winter. With the growing respect for the species within the angling community and increasing use of proper catch and release methods, Connecticut’s northern pike management program has a bright future ahead. And hopefully I run into another 2016-year class Jersey fish down the road.
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| Another example of a 2016-class pike that originated from broodstock from the same New Jersey reservoir. |
Monday, March 9, 2015
A Call for Action (again)
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| Kensington Hatchery employees stocking huge seeforellen brown trout (photo credit: CT DEEP). |
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| What it's all about! A young angler with a salmon raised at Kensignton Hatchery (photo credit: Bill Smyrnow) |
- 251,000 state residents take 5.4 million fishing trips and spend $198 million per year.
- 51,000 non-residents take 457,000 fishing trips and spend $45 million per year in CT.
- Recreational fishing supports over 4,400 jobs in CT.
- Trout are the most sought after gamefish species in Connecticut attracting approximately 2.1 million fishing trips per year and generating ~$50 million per year in annual expenditures having a net economic impact of $67.5 million per year.
- Approximately $2.8 million in annual license revenue is generated by trout anglers in Connecticut.
- Approximately 100 lakes and ponds and over 200 rivers and streams are stocked annually with trout.
- The overall benefit to cost ratio for Connecticut’s Trout Program is 25 to 1.
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| A beautiful seeforellen brown trout raised at Kensington Hatchery (photo credit: CT DEEP) |
Friday, October 5, 2012
Shock & Awe 2012
It was Cole's first time witnessing the art of 'electrofishing' and I hadn't since 2010. If you've never been a spectator for this it's quite an experience, especially if you like to see how many trout actually live in a healthy river. When fishing blue-ribbon water like the Farmington, you're only observing a tiny fraction of the camouflaged trout right at your feet. Yet when the biologists turn on those generators and the electricity starts flowing, it's amazing at the amount of life you truly begin to see.
The fun part for us was when the wooden carts trailing behind were full of trout and the crews took a break from shocking to identify, measure and count them, as well as cherry-pick the best candidates for successful spawning back at the hatchery. Anyone who has spent a significant time on the Farmington has tied into one of her beautiful holdover or wild brown trout before, but to see this many all together is nothing short of awesome. It really underlines how lucky we are to have this wonderful resource in Connecticut and to have the caring folks in the Inland Fisheries Division watching over it.
While we only visited for a little while, the crews went at this for three straight days, wading miles of stream and sampling over 1,200 trout, which were made up of 92% brown trout, 7% rainbow trout, 1% brook trout! One of the highlights were the 193 young-of-year wild brown trout counted, which indicates that Farmington browns got off a great spawn last autumn despite the effects of Tropical Storm Irene. Also noteworthy was the abundance of slimy sculpins, which are an indicator fish of excellent water quality.

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| Cole hitting some pocket water with a classic bamboo rod. |
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