The other was a day when I went to the Delaware to fish for shad with spinning tackle. The spot where I was fishing was popular with the non-wading crowd. When I got down to the river I was dismayed to see the bank lined with fishermen.
I was getting ready to leave when a guy yelled out to me, "Don't go, you can fit in next to me." Then the guys around him moved a bit to either side and I slipped in between.
No arguments, no complaining, miraculously no crossed lines and when someone hooked up, everybody else reeled in their lines so the other angler could play their fish.
Imagine that...
I’ve been close enough to other boats in Lambertville that we all shared lunches and snacks. The shad fishing crowd has actually gotten lighter over the years, no such thing as high or low holing there.
Recently I got to stream parked was gearing up and had a guy show up see me and literally grabbed his gear out trunk and started running up stream . Made me laugh like no hi no hello . I just thought to myself what not fun experience to feel the need to run to beat another angler to the water . I hiked it down and fished it up and car was gone . Idk it's hard sometimes but I try not to let others steal the joy of my fishing day .
Call me naive because I would think he only had a short time to fish because he had to take a kid to soccer practice or he was otherwise pressed for time. I go fishing most days or at least most of the days that I want to go fishing. Some people can only get out once in a blue moon. I’d rather they enjoy their once in a blue moon fishing trip over me fishing ahead of them on a run I’ve fished a hundred time or can come back to a hundred times.
I would suggest to resist and ignore this high holing feeling while you’re still young in your fishing journey. Don’t even let the concept take hold much like it never had the chance with me. Understand that most anglers are good people who don’t do things just to anger others and courtesy has different meanings to different folks. We don’t need another person out there who believes a hundred yards in either direction is their personal fishing space. The first hundred feet is all yours and you can happily have all of my fishing space that you feel you need as well. That’s my definition of courtesy.
