Wednesday, October 27, 2010

EMBT joins Outdoor Blogger Network

Eat More Brook Trout joined the new Outdoor Blogger Network recently, and you can, too. Just visit the OBN site and you'll be channeled to dozens of blogs about the fishing and hunting you love to read and write about.

Good luck to the fine folks who started OBN--I think it's a great idea, and I hope it helps raise the profile for all the good work out there by folks to truly love the outdoors.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Canuck court throws the book at brook trout poacher

A court in Timmins, Ontario, fined a poacher $1,400 for an over-the-limit catch of seven brook trout, and it revoked the violator's fishing privileges for a year, according to an article in The Timmins Times.

Keeping in mind that the Canadian dollar is now virtually worth the same at the U.S. dollar (thank you, Goldman-Sachs), the fine is pretty substantial and essentially puts a $200 price tag on each brookie over the limit kept by Gary Martin, who, in addition to being a game thief, was also apparently uncooperative to the officer who cited him for the illegal taking of a native brook trout.

Brookies face any number of challenges in their native waters along the Eastern Seaboard and in southern and eastern Canada, and it's nice to see a judge with the stones to send a message to those who might kill brookies where their presence is a blessing. Congrats to Justice of the Peace Dolores Boyuk.

Way to go, eh.

God and Fly Fishing

I’m not a very churchy guy.

I’ll attend services a couple times a month with my family, but, generally speaking, the services are secondary—I get more out of those days by catching up with friends and being a part of a little community of folks, who, for the most part, don’t push God on anyone, but rather make Him available should we want a more direct channel to the Almighty.

Sounds corny, I know. But it is what it is.

So, I was a bit taken aback recently when a few folks at church asked me to help oversee the parish’s Christian education programs. My first inward reaction was, “You want the guy who thinks the vast majority of the Old Testament is poorly crafted fiction written by overly pious white guys with deeply seeded ‘issues’ to be your Christian education director?”

But after a bit of reflection, I agreed to do the job, largely because I think there a lot of people like me out there who don’t necessarily buy into the Biblical aspect of religion, but who value the overarching message of the faith that asks for good deeds, a life well-lived and a charitable heart.

And we get a sip of wine on Sunday mornings to take the edge off.

Part of this “appointment” by the church vestry (it’s like a board of directors) included a little sit-down with our parish priest. It marked the first time I had a candid conversation with a member of the clergy since I was confirmed as an Episcopalian some 18 years ago.

The conversation was pleasant—truth be told, I really like our rector. Even though she’s the priest, I never feel as though she’s pressuring any of us to really hone in on the source of our spirituality. Like most Episcopalians, she’s accepting, she’s patient and she understands that not everybody who fills the pews on Sunday morning has a really firm grasp of what God’s all about.