Tales From The Tyee Pool.....2025...

Would that Steve Babcock be the brother of Brian who once owned the tackle shop in Coquitlam?
Hi, just got this and the answer is:

Ta da.....yes, I believe Brian is Steve's brother.

Used to have a shop on Austin Rd. not far from where I grew up.


Take care.
 
Good day all, we have two new Tyee to report on, and here they are.

First off, we have well known Tyee catcher Darla Hunt with her rookie rower Greg Richardson and their nice 31 lb. two oz fish, the eighth Tyee this season.
The fish bit on a plug last night and put up a great fight I've been told.
This is not the first Tyee registered by Darla but was the first for Greg.
Good going you two.
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Moving along, we have Tyee #9 registered this morning by Mr. Robin Modesto, who rowed himself and boated this 30-pound Tyee. The fish bit a plug. Not sure but it could be that Robin made the plug but not confirmed here yet.
Regardless, rowing and fishing solo successfully deserves lots of respect.
Good going Robin.
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That's all for now, but the day is young.



Sometimes I wish I still was too. LOL

Rowed a couple of newbies last night but nothing bothered our plugs, so no damage done to the gene pool from us.






Take care.
 
Turns out the plug that Robin caught his Tyee on was indeed, one he made himself.
To my simple mind, that is the epitome of catching a Tyee.

Make a plug, row yourself and register a Tyee.

My hat is off big time.

Here's the plug.

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And leave us not forget all that Robin has contributed to the Tyee Club over the years, nor the fact he's still very active and contributing even today.
One of the very best people in this community for sure.

'Nuff said.





Take care.
 
DOUBLE DIGITS!!!

In a great display of knowledge, experience and persistence, local well-known rower Ken Enns created another new member of the Tyee Club, one Kristi Stormo.
Hanging in there until after dark, Ken hooked Kristi up to a squeaker Tyee at 30 lbs. and three ounces, the 10th. Tyee of the season.
They used one of Ken's spoons, most likely one that has caught a Tyee before, although I will confirm that when I get the chance.

Here they are, and note how dark it was when they weighed it in.
Good going Ken and Kristi.
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Fish are out there, just not in big numbers.





Take care.
 
I see a few more came in just at dark but I know nothing at the moment for sure. I'm thinking at least one Tyee tonite, maybe more.

See ya in the morning.




Take care.
 
As suspected, there was another Tyee registered last night just at dark, making the total 11 now.
The fish fell victim to a plug fished from a boat rowed by Mike Stutzel, not a rookie rower at all, and resulted in a new member for the club, one Olessya Gagnon.

Here are the happy anglers with their 33 lb. 12 oz. beauty of a Tyee.

Hard to resist noting that Olessya is a beauty also.

Well done you two.
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Take care.
 
I suspect that all of us here have heard the old saying:

"No news is good news."

On this thread and at this time, that is not the case.
No news here means there has been nothing to report on in the way of Tyee being caught, or almost anything at all.
Last night there were 27 boats out and not a single fish hooked that we saw.

We did see a few rolling and cavorting near the mouth of the river and in shallow water, but nothing bit our plugs, which worked beautifully going one way but not work a poop going the other.

A couple of nights ago we had an unusual situation when Bob Main, desperately trying for a Cabezon, had a good strike down in front of the playground. He was rowing at the time but abandoned the oars to fight the fish, which didn't want to swim away or make a run or any of the normal things that happen when one hooks up.

The fleet all moved around him as he fought the fish, and I noticed his rod was well bent but pointing at an angle that indicated the fish was nearby or almost under the boat.
We rowed away and left that action behind and it wasn't until hours later I found out what had happened.

Somehow, the line got wrapped around the tail of the fish even though it remained hooked in the mouth, creating a situation where the fish couldn't really swim in a straight line, thus no runs. Bob eventually got the fish, an undersize, but it was definitely a weird situation and fortunate the line didn't chafe and break when it crossed itself in the wrap.

Ah well, hopefully some new fish will arrive in the next 13 days and a few of them over 30 lbs. in weight.





Take care.
 
Finally, another Tyee.

Just before 7:30 tonight I saw Andy Rippingale pull out with a women holding onto a well bent rod.
It seemed a really strong fish and put up a good fight but eventually we saw the net come up and a few moments later the fish was inside of it.
Not the first one Andy has netted.

Turns out the woman on the rod was named Shelley King, who is now the newest member of the Tyee Club of BC.
The fish that made her a new member weighed 33 lbs. and eight ounces, so Weighmaster Bob didn't have to change the numbers on the big board as the last Tyee caught was also 33 1/2 pounds.

Here's the happy crew.
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I think the fellow in the camo jacket is also named Andy, or Andrew, same as the rower.

Good going and now I'm a bit more charged up to get out tomorrow evening with one of my favorite people.








Take care.
 
Finally, another Tyee.

Just before 7:30 tonight I saw Andy Rippingale pull out with a women holding onto a well bent rod.
It seemed a really strong fish and put up a good fight but eventually we saw the net come up and a few moments later the fish was inside of it.
Not the first one Andy has netted.

Turns out the woman on the rod was named Shelley King, who is now the newest member of the Tyee Club of BC.
The fish that made her a new member weighed 33 lbs. and eight ounces, so Weighmaster Bob didn't have to change the numbers on the big board as the last Tyee caught was also 33 1/2 pounds.

Here's the happy crew.
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I think the fellow in the camo jacket is also named Andy, or Andrew, same as the rower.

Good going and now I'm a bit more charged up to get out tomorrow evening with one of my favorite people.








Take care.


That 1st paragraph had me lol Dave 😆

Nice fish, Congrats to both
 
When Your Plan Goes For A Crap.


Last Monday I decided that I might as well go rowing with everyone else even though there appears to be few fish and no Tyee to speak of.
Every year I try to get a fellow named Merv out with me but after a bit of a debacle last year he is forbidden to drive my boat, so I need to find a suitable seatmate who can operate my boat in order to get Merv out.

Back on the 27th. of August I arranged for another rodholder name of Dean to come out and run the boat while Merv came along.
That worked well so I thought I'd contact Dean again on the Monday just past and see if he was available and could come out Tuesday night.
My text was answered shortly thereafter, and it eliminated Dean as he was completely tied up and unavailable.

On to Plan B.
I texted a fellow named Kelly who had been out with me before and explained the whole situation to him, few fish, really slow and a guy named Merv would be sitting beside him.
Didn't take long and Kelly responded with an optimistic "Let's do it."
I was stoked so called Merv to tell him he could go out that night (Tuesday) as I had a seatmate.
He was enthusiastic, even knowing fishing had been slow, and I was happy to be able to get him out again.

Within the hour I received a call from Kelly who had told his wife he was going fishing that evening in the Tyee Pool.
She reminded him of an earlier obligation and informed him he wasn't going fishing in the Tyee Pool, or anywhere else until his previous obligation was completed.
That knocked out Kelly.

On to plan C.

I had Barry Darnell out earlier this year and he's usually keen to go, so I phoned him.
There was no answer, but I knew he was out driving a lot these days and would probably get back to me shortly, plus I left a message.
It was still morning so lots of time left.

An hour later my phone made a noise, and it was Barry, returning my call.
Turns out he was busy helping his wife in a theatrical presentation that was upcoming and couldn't make it, as much as he'd like to.
He and his wife have been involved with local theatrical stuff for years, so I understood completely, but I still needed another rodholder who could run my boat.

On to Plan D.

I worked with a young fellow 20 years ago and have had him out a few times and he's always ready to go, so I sent him a text, explaining my situation. His name is Dano, so plan D seemed appropriate.
Within the hour he replied with the info he was working out of town and not available that night but would be all weekend.
I'm booked all weekend, so that was a strikeout.

So, here it was, noon last Tuesday and after trying four different guys I had no rodholder for that night, save Merv of course.
I had a few other possibilities, but none seemed more viable than those I'd tried so I took a deep breath, gulped a couple of times and made the decision that I would take a chance on allowing Merv to run my boat to get us out of the river and to the fishing area, plus back close to the dock.
From there I would row in which removed the possibility of ramming the dock at half speed or any other of the mishaps that have plagued us before with Merv on the tiller.
I mentally shrugged my shoulders but was determined to not put Merv off any longer, so relaxed and carried on killing time until go out came along.

An hour before going out time arrived my phone made a noise again and it was Merv.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go out tonight," he said, sounding as plaintive as could be.
"I'm having a bit of a problem," he claimed.
"Oh crap," I replied.

"Yes," he answered.
"Lots of it and far too often."

So, after trying for half a day to get a seatmate for Merv, striking out with four guys and then deciding to risk letting him drive again, it all went for a crap when Merv had to cancel.
Diarrhea is never fun.
Trust me.

I sat on the beach Tuesday evening.
It was nice but no Tyee were subdued.
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Take care.
 
When Your Plan Goes For A Crap.


Last Monday I decided that I might as well go rowing with everyone else even though there appears to be few fish and no Tyee to speak of.
Every year I try to get a fellow named Merv out with me but after a bit of a debacle last year he is forbidden to drive my boat, so I need to find a suitable seatmate who can operate my boat in order to get Merv out.

Back on the 27th. of August I arranged for another rodholder name of Dean to come out and run the boat while Merv came along.
That worked well so I thought I'd contact Dean again on the Monday just past and see if he was available and could come out Tuesday night.
My text was answered shortly thereafter, and it eliminated Dean as he was completely tied up and unavailable.

On to Plan B.
I texted a fellow named Kelly who had been out with me before and explained the whole situation to him, few fish, really slow and a guy named Merv would be sitting beside him.
Didn't take long and Kelly responded with an optimistic "Let's do it."
I was stoked so called Merv to tell him he could go out that night (Tuesday) as I had a seatmate.
He was enthusiastic, even knowing fishing had been slow, and I was happy to be able to get him out again.

Within the hour I received a call from Kelly who had told his wife he was going fishing that evening in the Tyee Pool.
She reminded him of an earlier obligation and informed him he wasn't going fishing in the Tyee Pool, or anywhere else until his previous obligation was completed.
That knocked out Kelly.

On to plan C.

I had Barry Darnell out earlier this year and he's usually keen to go, so I phoned him.
There was no answer, but I knew he was out driving a lot these days and would probably get back to me shortly, plus I left a message.
It was still morning so lots of time left.

An hour later my phone made a noise, and it was Barry, returning my call.
Turns out he was busy helping his wife in a theatrical presentation that was upcoming and couldn't make it, as much as he'd like to.
He and his wife have been involved with local theatrical stuff for years, so I understood completely, but I still needed another rodholder who could run my boat.

On to Plan D.

I worked with a young fellow 20 years ago and have had him out a few times and he's always ready to go, so I sent him a text, explaining my situation. His name is Dano, so plan D seemed appropriate.
Within the hour he replied with the info he was working out of town and not available that night but would be all weekend.
I'm booked all weekend, so that was a strikeout.

So, here it was, noon last Tuesday and after trying four different guys I had no rodholder for that night, save Merv of course.
I had a few other possibilities, but none seemed more viable than those I'd tried so I took a deep breath, gulped a couple of times and made the decision that I would take a chance on allowing Merv to run my boat to get us out of the river and to the fishing area, plus back close to the dock.
From there I would row in which removed the possibility of ramming the dock at half speed or any other of the mishaps that have plagued us before with Merv on the tiller.
I mentally shrugged my shoulders but was determined to not put Merv off any longer, so relaxed and carried on killing time until go out came along.

An hour before going out time arrived my phone made a noise again and it was Merv.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go out tonight," he said, sounding as plaintive as could be.
"I'm having a bit of a problem," he claimed.
"Oh crap," I replied.

"Yes," he answered.
"Lots of it and far too often."

So, after trying for half a day to get a seatmate for Merv, striking out with four guys and then deciding to risk letting him drive again, it all went for a crap when Merv had to cancel.
Diarrhea is never fun.
Trust me.

I sat on the beach Tuesday evening.
It was nice but no Tyee were subdued.
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Take care.
I saw that it was going be be a long post about you rowing, so before I got into it, I cheated a little bit ahead to see if there was a pic at the end… I made it to the top of the tyee club sign, stopped and thought

“WHAT?! IT FINALLY HAPPENED?!”

So I poured a celebratory whiskey and came back to read all about it. Man was I disappointed.
The whiskey is still good though. Cheers!🥃
 
Is the largest of the season still the one that was released?

Don't think so nor am I aware of a large one being released.

Who, what, when, where?




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How does the Tyee Club handle the weighing and releasing of fish?

F. CATCH AND RELEASE

1. Catch and release has been used for many years by anglers throughout the world in an effort to conserve fish stocks. Studies have shown that the survival rate of released fish caught using artificial lures with a single barbless hook is sufficiently high enough to have a beneficial effect upon fish populations. The Tyee Club of BC supports the practice of catch and release of chinook of all sizes, when the chinook can be released in a healthy condition.

2. To be eligible for a catch and release pin please adhere to the following:

a) The angler may be a Registered, Life, Honorary or Angler member of The Tyee Club. Releasing a Tyee under this section does not fulfill the requirement for an Angler (sec. D(3)(d)) to become a Registered Member;

b) The Tyee must have been caught and released while fishing in accordance with these Rules and Regulations; and

c) The Tyee must be kept in the water at all times, handled carefully, and released in good condition. If the use of a net is necessary, a knotless mesh catch and release type should be used. Handling of the fish needs to be minimized and the Tyee shall be righted and responsive when release; and

d) The weight of the Tyee will be estimated by the angler and rower or just the angler if solo, and the weight of the chinook shall be estimated to be greater than 30lbs.

3. If observed, the presence or absence of the adipose fin should be reported to the weighmaster;

4. Caught and released Tyee are not eligible for Club trophies.


There ya go.



Take care.
 
It's over.

Last night, the 15th. of September, ended with a small crew out rowing in nice conditions but no fish were encountered that I'm aware of.
Afterwards, the usual motley collection of malcontents and ne'r do wells gathered at the clubhouse to exchange pleasantries, greet old friends and make excuses why they didn't get a Tyee this year. Here's evidence backing me up.
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When compared to last year, this year was a great improvement.
Last year saw but four Tyee registered while this year there were 12.
Better, but certainly not good.

Still, it was the worst year for me as I was totally skunked.
I had zero strikes, something I have not experienced before.
Even during years where I boated no fish, I at least had one or two on.

On a more personal and non-fishing related note, I mentioned in my first post this year I had lost three friends that were dear to me.
It's now four, as a very old and dear pal passed but a couple of weeks ago from pancreatic cancer.
You may not have heard of him, but Rich Hagensen was a staple in the CR music scene and played with several groups over the years, had an incredible record collection, wrote books on music history and voluntarily played at a couple of seniors homes here too. He was community oriented, active in environmental matters and involved with the Council of Canadians.
It's cliche' but he will be missed.

And finally, earlier today I and another friend spread the ashes of our mutual friend Donna in the estuary of the Campbell.
I rowed us around until we found a suitable spot considering the current direction and wind etc. and we sent her off along with some flowers to accompany her. In the photo her ashes are under the flowers.
She loved the river and the Tyee Pool.
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A sad day here but life goes on and should I be able next year I'll try again to get somebody a Tyee, anybody, I'm not fussy.
It's not that hard really, I've done it before.



Take care everyone and always all the best from here.

Pray for rain.



'Til next time.
 
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