Showing posts with label Blue Runner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blue Runner. Show all posts

Monday, November 15, 2021

Late Season Jack Crevalles and Blue Runners in CT

 I particularly enjoy catching wandering pelagic and semi pelagic species in Connecticut waters. Each year a lot of fish that are ubiquitous in southern waters end up in Long Island Sound, and though they are often smaller than those I could catch elsewhere it is cool to encounter these species close to home. After all, they can often be caught in relative proximity to species we are much more used to seeing around here. Catching a crevalle jack and a striped bass within a half hour of each other is perfectly possible at some times of year in Connecticut and Rhode Island. November is one of those times, and perhaps the easiest time to make it happen at will. The warm water species get concentrated in, well, warm water as the environment around them cools off. Noah and I visited one of these concentrated warm water environments a little while ago. There were indeed loads and loads of jacks and blue runners present, and they were very willing and these species generally are. 


Though small in stature, these fish actually fight stupid hard. They're built for chasing down prey and swimming like hell away from predators. In the pelagic world, the predators really haul ass, so it pays to be really fast if you need to run away from those critters. That translates to a pretty sweet bend in the rod when you hook these guys. I was lucky to get the largest crevalle I've caught locally, and in heavy current that fish gave a phenomenal fight- even with a bit of its tail being missing.

The blue runners actually pull a bit harder, and we got some nice little football shaped runners that made our drags sing. 

I ended up keeping one of the blue runners; I pan fried it with olive oil and a little salt and pepper, the flavor and texture were fantastic. I'll certainly be eating more of these little buggers going forward. I haven't tried a crevalle yet, in part because I've seen videos of them being cleaned. It seems if they're of any size at all, they're loaded with parasites. Of course these are Florida-caught ones we're talking about, and I don't know if that would be true of the ones we get in CT. I should try and see at some point. 

The fishing was very fast paced. At times blitzes broke out and there were dozens of fish breaking around us. Mixed in were a few of the expected bluefish, but they were far outnumbered by the jacks and blue runners. It would have been particularly nice to encounter some other species mixed in, perhaps lesser amber jacks or banded rudderfish. Banded rudders are notable common in Connecticut some years but this wasn't one of them.



Eventually a flock of gulls to our east drew our attention, and we went off to get the sort of fish anglers actually expect to get in CT in November: the sort with stripey sides and an affinity for peanut bunker.



It's kind of cool when worlds collide. Of course, there was historically a strong Gulf Coast striped bass population. The extirpation of that population was driven by human action, no surprise. Were it not for that course of events it would be possible not only to catch jacks and stripers on the gulf coast but to catch a particularly large jack and good sized stripers in the same day. That certainly isn't a likely scenario any more. It's a cool oddity to be able to catch great numbers of both fish in Connecticut, but the jack schools Noah and I encountered were present as a result of humans altering the environment. Sure, jack crevalles and blue runners have naturally made it into CT waters for years, but they wouldn't linger into November were it not for artificially warm water. So, in essence, this is a novelty fishery. 

That doesn't stop it from being pretty damn fun though.

Until next time, 

Fish for the love of fish.
Fish for the love of places fish live.
Fish for you.
And stay safe and healthy.


Thank you to my Patrons; Erin, David, John, Elizabeth, Brandon, Christopher, Shawn, Mike, Sara, Leo, C, Franky, Geof, Luke, Streamer Swinger, and Noah for making Connecticut Fly Angler possible. If you want to support this blog, look for the Patreon link at the top of the right side-bar in web version.

Wednesday, October 27, 2021

Needlefish, Blue Runners, and Squid on the Fly

 Launching my kayak on one of the last legitimately hot days of the year, I expected to get into a variety of fish species and possibly some very unusual ones. What I was really looking for were Spanish Mackerel, and despite the fact that I found some of those pretty immediately, I couldn't catch the damn things. What I could catch were loads of blue runners. Blue runners are a fairly frequent late summer and fall visitor to Connecticut waters, though seemingly every year I seem to see a little bit of the same thing on social media... folks very surprised to see these fish around these parts. It's kind of funny how little fisherman actually know about fish, particularly fish they wouldn't fish for. Of course, I fish for everything, so I make it a priority to know as much as I can about as many fish as possible, and I knew blue runners regularly make there way inshore from the gulf stream each year when the water temperatures peak.

Mixed in with the blue runners, I got quite a few Atlantic needlefish. Needlefish are cool animals. I like strangely shaped fish, and needlefish certainly fit the bill. If you think pickerel are long and narrow, well... needlefish are aptly named.


Needlefish are also one of the small handful of fish I've caught that actively try to bite you when you catch one, so be mindful. They have lots and lots of teeth, and 'needle' applies just as well to those as it does to their needle jaw construction.

After a while the sun seemed to shut off the surface activity and I switched to bottom fishing with a sink tip and a Clouser Minnow.  The conditions weren't ideal for kayak bottom fishing with a fly rod because there wasn't a breath of of wind. I rely on having a drift for this sort of fishing, because if gives me a lot more time with my fly down in the zone. Without a drift it was a fan casting game, which can work but isn't the most methodical way to cover water when fishing for scup, seabass, or fluke. It did work though and I was able to get some scup to bring home and eat. The most interesting result, though was completely unexpected. I kept having very strange takes. Initially I just thought I was catching bits of weed, because that's all it felt like. The fly kept coming up clean though. Finally, as I brought the fly up from the depths, I saw the culprit. It wasn't a fish at all, actually. It was a cephalopod. I'd wanted to catch a squid on the fly for a long time, and suddenly I was being presented the opportunity. 

The problem I had was trying to stick the thing with a single heavy gauge hook. If you've seen anything designed for squidding you understand the issue. You need  multitude of fine, needle-sharp hook points to reliably hook squid. Luckily this odd little creature seemed very determined to eat my Clouser and I eventually got the hook in it. 



Getting to hold this utterly bizarre and shockingly intelligent critter for a few moments was the highlight of the day. I watched it rapidly changing color, manipulating its arms, and looking around at an alien world. Cephalopods are absurd animals, and it's remarkable to me that they will actually take an artificial lure given how intelligent they are. Maybe it's just a curiosity response? There's no way they still don't think a fly or lure is a real fish when they grab hold of it, their sensory system is much too complex. I have no idea, honestly. Squid are an endlessly intriguing animal. Though I certainly didn't get anymore that day, I intend to in the future. And it'll be with a fly rod, and some very odd and unique flies.

Until next time, 

Fish for the love of fish.
Fish for the love of places fish live.
Fish for you.
And stay safe and healthy.


Thank you to my Patrons; Erin, David, John, Elizabeth, Brandon, Christopher, Shawn, Mike, Sara, Leo, C, Franky, Geof, Luke, Streamer Swinger, and Noah for making Connecticut Fly Angler possible. If you want to support this blog, look for the Patreon link at the top of the right side-bar in web version.