Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Cold Blue.

A year ago I was complaining about sand flies at Nelson Lakes. It was an early New Years' Eve. This year, I am excited to have launched TropoDesignz.com and have a job. We headed up to Vail last weekend to work at a snowshoe race which was a lot of fun. We stayed in Silverthorne the night before. Thanks to my last job, we have accumulated some points to give us some free nights at the Quality Inn. We fished Saturday afternoon. I think that it was 8 degrees. It was amazing to see the fish active and rising in that freezing water.

I was surprised to actually catch something on a size 24 fly. (It is about the size of the tip of a pen.) Sunday, we got up early and worked at the race. They don't go fast, but apparently, they have fun snowshoeing.
I am not a fan of resolutions, but every time that I bike or run, I remember how much I like it. Getting paid soon may allow me to join the recreation center near our house. Then I can swim as well. Maybe it is time to pick races for 2010?!
It turns out that Santa is a Persian woman in New York! We got a check that is specifically to be used for the purchase of a KitchenAid. I am excited. One year ago while living out of my backpack, I never would have thought that I would have a KitchenAid!
And if you didn't receive a Christmas card, here is what they looked like:

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Bike and Breck.

I made what I believe to be pretty tasty banana nut muffins. Then I rode my bike up Flagstaff Mountain.


Then the snow began falling last night, so a trip to the mountains was obviously in order today. We received awesome winter gear from Rudy Project and were eager to show it off. We grabbed our friend Ray, made Lando come with us, and headed to Breckenridge. It snowed on and off at the mountain and people were having difficulty driving back to town. It was a great day and now it's Christmas Eve. Life is good!

Saturday, December 19, 2009

EverLater and the recession.

All I wanted for Christmas was a Nintendo Wii. And a Kitchen Aid. Today I received a frying pan and a cup. This recession sucks. We did Christmas today because Mojdeh wanted to use the blender that I got her so I told her that if she got her presents, I get mine.
On a happier note, I changed the lightbulb in the car's headlight, Moj found a chair that she has been wanting, but this one was free, and I made a delicious curried chicken salad. I also banged out a hard trainer session on the bike this evening. Although, I am not sure what I am training for.
We went to a party where I met one of the creators of EverLater.com. Having traveled a bit, this is a site that I can spend a lot of time playing with. I will leave you with a picture of Lando watching me on the trainer.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Through the Roof (Teaser)



Our friend Erica in the wheelchair. I am stoked for her!

Snow and wings.

We went to Breckenridge today. The forecast was for blue skies so we brought our fishing equipment in case the snowboarding wasn't too great. Of course once we drove through Eisenhower Tunnel, it was snowing. Sweet! The snow got better as the day went on. Lando hung out in the car so every three runs we hurried back to check on him. He mostly slept and seemed a bit bothered that we dragged him out to pee and eat.

After a few hours, we decided to get some fishing in. There were some decent sized fish that we could see, but they weren't eating anything that we were throwing at them. We fished "the steps" of the Blue River near the elementary school. I couldn't feel my fingers so it made it difficult to tie flies on after a few minutes. Realizing later that I should have been using worms or egg patterns, I know I could have caught those fish!

Headed back to Boulder, we wanted to get some buffalo wings. We called our favorite place The Lazy Dog to find out if their prices were comparable to Harpos. On the phone, LD told us that we could get their wings to go at happy hour prices. Awesome. So we called when we were closer to place our order. Now we were told that we would have to pay full price. WTF? So we showed up and explained that we were promised happy hour prices for to go wings. The manager said that the server was an idiot. I said that wasn't my problem, but I was promised some wings at happy hour prices, to go. She explained that they don't make any money on the actual wings and it is supposed to bring people in to drink. I sat at the bar and ordered some wings at happy hour prices. When they were delivered, I put them in a box and left. Maybe I am on my high horse, and please someone put me in my place, what should have happened? Email me if you don't want your answer published. The wings were delicious and we enjoyed them in our home.
Last week, we ate at Southern Sun to celebrate Mojdeh taking her LSAT. We called to ask if their patio was open (it was sunny, but had snowed earlier in the week and we wanted to bring Lando) and we were told that they could accommodate us. Upon arrival, a manager told us that the patio was closed for the winter and it was dangerous because of ice forming. However, because we were promised to be able to sit outside, he shoveled snow, wiped tables, and chipped away ice to let us sit outside. We will be back there!

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Apt.

I thought that our apartment was small until I saw this. Our apartment is great. Except that 7 Kuwaitis live upstairs and across the hall. They don't scare me, but someone is bound to call the NSA when they notice all 7 guys pouring out of the apartment late one night like I did. Then we will all be raided and I live with a black dog and a Iranian girl. I know that these guys are Kuwaiti because their wireless network is "the real kuwaiti". Unless the DUI dwarf that lives downstairs has a great sense of humor. The people above like to move furniture and run in circles. I think that is what they do. I can't imagine what else makes so much noise. When they bounce balls I have to pound on the ceiling to remind them that they are not outside. But then again, it has been so cold outside that Lando and I occasionally play fetch inside, so I am not perfect either. I have also been spending time on the bike trainer and I doubt that is quiet. I finally saw the guy that lives underneath us for the first time in 6 weeks. It was about 12:30 at night and he was walking his dog. He was very friendly, looked to be about my age and was missing teeth. I hope that meth wasn't the reason for the missing teeth. Maybe he is a cage fighter.
This time last year, we were adventuring around New Zealand.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Saucy?

For Thanksgiving, besides being a little cynical, I was also very happy. Our neighbor is a saucier as well as a drinker. I made the mashed potatoes, he made the turkey, carrots, and of course the gravy. It was delicious and we were all very happy. Days now seem to consist of me leaving messages at the large resorts like Vail, Beaver Creek, Winter Park, Steamboat, etc. and hoping that they call me back. Then I email and hope to hear back from them as well. I am just trying to sell some stuff in the snow. Apparently, it is a bigger deal than I thought. While I am waiting I am telling people the advantage of sponsoring our team. I am telling many many people and waiting for a few of them to see what a great opportunity this is! 


Other than that, the days are filled with picking up dog poop and staying outside with Lando as much as possible.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

The truth.




For years, American students have been taught that Thanksgiving is a tradition dating back to when the Native Americans and Pilgrims met in unity and friendship at Plymouth Rock to celebrate the harvest.
In reality, the history of the holiday is more complicated, with our modern celebration having its roots in the Civil War, according to Chris Lewis, an American Studies instructor at the University of Colorado.
The original feast in 1621 and subsequent celebrations through the American Revolution bore little resemblance to what we think of today as Thanksgiving, Lewis said. In fact, it was more similar to the German holiday Oktoberfest, taking place in late September or early October to celebrate the year's harvest.
Abraham Lincoln established Thanksgiving as a national holiday in 1863, during the Civil War, to celebrate the Union victories and honor the war dead, Lewis said. Officials sent a feast to troops in the field, featuring turkey, cranberries and other now-familiar staples.
The holiday grew in meaning and importance following the Great Depression and World War II, when it became a catalyst to unite the country and celebrate its values, Lewis said. Several presidents gave Thanksgiving addresses charging the country to come together through a common feast.
"It's mainly been about bringing the country together through the sharing of bounty and land," Lewis said. One way Thanksgiving has been used to celebrate American values and bring its people together is through the story of the Pilgrims and Native Americans, which Lewis says is more myth than truth.
"They tolerated more than liked each other," he said. "The story of different groups coming together and sharing the same land really isn't true. Thousands of Indians were put into slavery and others on reservations, and it was said that Indians and Anglos couldn't share the same society.
"The story we know is more cultural myth. It's an interesting story, it makes us feel good about ourselves. We're teaching our children the values we want to aspire to."
Lewis said the current holiday has elements of both myth and tradition.
"Our Thanksgiving holiday is a kind of cultural ritual that embodies both real people and real history but with cultural symbolism and mythology," he said.
He added that American society today more closely resembles the idealized values taught in the Thanksgiving story.
"Today, we are a multicultural people learning to live with each other," he said. "There is hope that in the 21st century the larger meaning of the holiday can be realized."

Monday, November 23, 2009

Lando (Calrissian?)



Meet my dog, Lando. He is a labrador and maybe a bit of retriever mixed in. I got him at the Humane Society today. It was a big first day, but we had a lot of fun and spent a lot of time outside.

Don't worry, I think that there will be a lot more pictures coming!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Possibilities.

Well the car still isn't working, but we have bikes and Boulder's public transportation is fantastic. Maybe tomorrow it will be fixed. Our apartment is great and allows pets. I have been home a lot and thinking that I should get a dog. We went to the humane society... just to look. We looked and there was cute lab/retriever puppy that was on hold. The people never showed up that were supposed to take him today. So I put my name on the waiting list. I hope that I get a phone call tomorrow.

Maybe...
One of the ladies that lives down stairs (a little person) has two big dogs that are about as tall as she is. One chases a laser pointer and chews on trees. I thought it was funny and was asking her about her dogs. She quickly replied with "I like to take them to the dog park, but I got a DUI and can't drive anymore." I tried to keep the awkward silence to a minimum and luckily my neighbor came out to say hello. Maybe I should mention that my alcoholic neighbor likes to come over earlier Sunday mornings to explain that he has been drinking manmosas. That would be a mimosa with a shot of vodka in it. He works at a restaurant and is proud that he doesn't do drugs. So am I. Our neighbor cooks in a restaurant that we like and has promised to cook for us one night. As long as we bring some wine.

Driving is not the only option in Boulder.
So that is the most exciting news that I have. I am shredding tires on my trainer. We have a tv, but no stand to put it on. I will start working soon. I am excited for winter. And puppies!
Staying busy!

Monday, November 16, 2009

Car trouble.

Friday night we went crazy and met Ed for some movies at the Boulder Film Festival. We saw Gum for my Boat and Tibet: Murder in the Snow. I liked the first one more (which is why it gets the link) and made me realize how much I love traveling. On the way there the car died. I have been borrowing Mom's car until she can drive again or we get our own. That would require the Craigslist people to respond. So we got a jump and made it a bit further. It died again so we got another jump start. The third jump got us to a parking spot where we could leave it overnight. I had to move it before 9 Saturday morning so I wouldn't get ticketed or have to pay for parking. I called a friend of my moms to help me figure out what is wrong. I am not mechanically inclined. I would have AAA tow it to a mechanic. But that isn't how my mother works. Her friend showed up with a tow rope. Great. I make fun of people in a car that are being towed with another car using a rope. Now I was the guy in the second car. The rope seemed very short and I was scared of rear ending my tower. Or hitting something. Or the rope breaking. Or the rope coming off my car. Or anything else!

It was kinda like this.
Eventually we made is to another friend of my mother's house. We parked the car and hoped that it wouldn't start snowing yet. We took out (I watched) the battery and took it somewhere to get charged. Apparently, we couldn't find out the real problem until the battery worked. Maybe the battery was the problem. We dropped it off and they told us to come back in two hours. I went home and worked on team stuff. A couple of hours later we went back to the mechanics to pick up the battery. Apparently, they didn't do it correctly and it would be a couple more hours.
So I am still tagging along with my mom's friend. He took me to a radio station, KGNU, where we hung out. A couple hours later (after wandering in and out of studios) we returned and picked up the battery. Now it is 2 in the afternoon. This all started about 8 in the morning. The battery is charged. Now it has begun snowing. We take it to the car and the car starts. However, when we turn on the lights, the power gets low. The windshield wipers might kill it again. So we leave the car and go to buy a fusible link. Apparently, this car has had this problem in the past. We buy a couple fusible links and return to the car. Despite only being 4 in the afternoon it is dark, snowing, and feels to be about 20 degrees. We decide that it is not a good time to work on the car. (I didn't want to stand in the snow and watch.) It has been snowing all weekend. I have two new fusible links sitting here beside me. Maybe someone will put them in the car tomorrow. Then they can follow me to see if the car still dies when it is being driven.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Is it "blog worthy"?

Being the first day that I have no job, I wasn't sure what to do. There is always time to help out Mom. And there is always lots of work to do for the team. Ben kicked ass this weekend in Mexico and it looked like a fun race. I went for my 2nd run of the week trying to keep up with my offseason training. I am supposed to ride my bike 4 times a week, but I am a wuss when it is cold out side. I hate being cold
especially out riding my bike and I am a couple hours from home. So the plan is o ride on trainers. But I don't have a trainer yet. Craig said that he would drop them off yesterday or today, but he hasn't. Now he has rescheduled for Friday. It looks like I will be riding outside tomorrow. I need to get out anyway because it is supposed to snow this weekend. Maybe that will actually force me to pay for a membership to the rec. center.

From right beside the library. Downtown Boulder.
The car search continues. The occasional fishing is always happening. I am starting to think that I should only write blogs when something exciting happens in my life. But I think that everything is exciting. I mean I love living in Boulder. It feels like cars come second to pedestrians and cyclists here. I can run for an hour and use the paths, tunnels, and trails only having to run across one road. The library is fantastic. And free. Despite the body odor smell from some of the homeless people that hang out in there, the place is amazing. There are great restaurants, coffee shops, climbing gyms, or anything else within bike riding or bus taking distance. I could be in school making Roomba PacMan with these guys:

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Update.

This blog is usually about all the cool things that I do. I am still not sure why I keep writing things here. Maybe it is for my own records in the future. Maybe it is so my friends far away know what I am going through. I like reading other people's blogs so that I don't have to call them to see what they are doing. It feels like Facebook for adults. The egocentric part of me checks my Google Analytics to see if people actually read this.
This week has been pretty crazy. A couple of days fishing Cheesman Canyon with Ed resulted in  two huge rainbows for me. (But only one picture.) I rode my bike a couple of days and realized that I like riding my bike more than I thought. My mother went into the hospital with severe cramps and ended up having a hysterectomy and colostomy. She was released yesterday and things seem to be going well for the recovery.
In two days I will be finished with my contract with Endurance Sports Marketing. Then I can go out and find another job. I am really looking forward to next year. Actually I am really looking forward to today. Moj will be studying so I will have a Sunday to mess around. That is not unlike every other day. Yesterday, we looked at a car in Denver that we found form Craigslist. Piece of crap. It was good to see it because it seemed too good to be true. That search will continue.
The off season training plan is to swim twice a week, run twice a week, and ride my bike four times a week. The bike is my weakest so I want to spend more time in the saddle. Hopefully I will have a couple of trainers for the snowy days. I also need to get a membership somewhere with a pool.
Until next time my friends, life is good.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Mice in NZ.


I took this from Fly Fish Alberta. Sounds like a good reason to return!
By Gavin James and Steve Fox
Provided courtesy of Fish & Game New Zealand magazine


New Zealand has an international reputation for having a pristine backcountry trout fishery where anglers have the opportunity to catch large, wild trout. Yet as anglers who fish backcountry rivers know, these fish, while sometimes large, are normally long rather than well conditioned. Every few years, however, this pattern seems to change with some unusually high conditioned fish being caught. During the last two summers this has been particularly evident with numerous reports of record size trout being caught throughout the country. As a consequence, there has been much talk in angling clubs and reports in the popular press about the size of some of the fish caught and the apparent importance of mice as food for trout.
A Large FishOur recent capture of a large brown trout containing mice stimulated our scientific curiosity and prompted an investigation into what is actually known of the relationship between mice and trout. We have attempted to provide some answers here to the more commonly asked questions that perplex anglers. What causes good beech tree seeding years, or "masting" years in botanical terms, and can they be predicted? What is the link between beech seeding and "mice plagues" and for that matter why do mice apparently enter the water so readily and end up becoming food for trout? Why do only some trout seem to catch on to this new food source and does this phenomenon only happen in New Zealand?
Beech tree seeding has been the subject of scientific interest since the late 1950s, when it was first hypothesized that the sporadic seeding of beech trees leads to a cascading increase in the number of rodents, then stoats, and subsequent predation on native birds. Such a scenario is of concern to conservationists, as beech trees (Notholagus spp.) either dominate or are present in approximately 70% of New Zealand's native forests. While there has been no research on the link between beech seeding and trout growth, recent studies on food webs within beech forests are beginning to shed some light on the relationship.
On average, beech trees in New Zealand produce seeds in large quantities every three to five years. However, the last two years have been unusual in that seeding has occurred in consecutive years. Some forest communities have been studied for as long as 35 years and there is general consensus that temperature has a large role to play in triggering beech seeding. Hot conditions in summer stimulate flower bud formation, but it is actually the following summer before the beech trees produce flowers and several months after that (Febuary to May) before the seeds are shed. Thus there is a lag over a year between the warm temperatures and the production of beech seeds. The seeds then lie on the ground all winter and germinate in spring. Within a single year the intensity of seeding often varies between different locations and beech species, although overall there is significant synchrony among all the beech species over at least the entire South Island and lower North Island. Some seeds are produced in most years, but the amount varies extremely widely, from only one to five seeds per m2 in the lowest years to more than 12,000 per m2 in the highest.
In spite of temperature being a major factor in triggering beech seed production, there are different explanations for the mechanisms involved. One view is that the warmer temperatures result in increased photosynthesis and therefore greater production of flower buds. Another view is that temperature is merely a cue for flower production. It has recently been shown that beech gains a major pollination benefit from flowering synchronously at intervals, giving support to the second (cueing) theory.
Different beech tree species apparently do seed simultaneously across various regions of the country, suggesting that there are large-scale climatic factors involved, notably El Nino and La Nina. However, it is also true that local factors, such as aspect and elevation, can modify the timing and intensity of masting on a local basis.
Fish ContentsWith global warming and the positive relationship between temperature and beech tree masting, it seems likely that beech tree seeding years may become more frequent in the future, with positive benefits for trout, but negative ones for our native birdlife. However if beech seeds more often, there won't be the chance for really big years to build up, so seed supply is likely to be more regular without the huge occasional surpluses now seen.
Mice are opportunistic feeders and are quick to exploit any increases in the abundance of seeds. Not surprisingly, analyses of mice stomach contents reveal that the huge numbers of beech seeds that can fall on to the forest floor (in extreme cases up to 10,000 per m2), form an important source of food during seed years. However, recent research on food webs within beech forests indicates other food items, especially insects, may also be important. Prior to seeding, beech trees shed surprising quantities of flowers and leaves. The resulting increase in the volume and quality of leaf litter triggers a population boom of insects, particularly caterpillars that live on the forest floor. As a consequence, during seed years mice benefit from a bountiful supply of food.
Mice, of course, have been introduced into New Zealand, along with the rats, stoats, and trout that now form parts of this beech forest food web. When well fed, mice are prolific breeders and can mature as young as two months of age, with litters being produced as frequently as ever), 20 to 30 days. In non-seed years, breeding lasts from spring through to late autumn, although this changes drastically during seed years when breeding extends through winter. Under these ideal conditions population densities continue to rise and generally peak in summer. However, it seems mice numbers started to decline in late February. We suspect this because one very experienced angler, who fishes South Island high country rivers extensively, noticed a marked decline in the condition of large mice-feeding fish in January and early February.
So how do mice find their way into rivers and the stomachs of trout? It is often thought that high population densities force mice to search for new areas, much as its overseas relative - the lemming - has often been portrayed as doing. Contrary to popular opinion, however, it is now known that lemmings do not commit suicide by jumping off cliffs into the sea. Back to the mice. It is now known that mice do not appear to defend territories when living at high densities in beech forests. In spite of this, it is still possible that their drive to find a new area is so strong that when they encounter a river or lake they make a brave, but often ill-fated, attempt to swim across. An alternative and simpler explanation is that as mice numbers build up, there are simply more mice around to fall into waterways and many mice that finish up in rivers may do so inadvertently. In the latter stages of a mouse plague, they are also likely to be very hungry and to search more widely for food.
FliesLaboratory studies have shown mice have little fear of entering the water and are surprisingly good swimmers. Observations in New Zealand agree with this and there are even reports of mice being found up to 2km offshore and still actively swimming. On one occasion, one of us interested in the ability of mice to swim decided to see what mice did at night along a lakeshore in southern New Zealand. While standing on a beach, several mice ran down the beach quite close by, plunged straight into the water, and began swimming. There was no sign that they were being chased, so this seemed to be a voluntary action. But why would a mouse enter a lake with the apparently impossible task of crossing it? Perhaps from mouse-eye height it isn't possible to tell that a lake is not a river. Mice are primarily nocturnal creatures and no doubt darkness would add an extra degree of difficulty to judging the width of a waterway. So our guess is that such attempts are just examples of bad judgement by the mouse.
A related question is whether trout take mice that are actively swimming, or drowned individuals as well? As already mentioned, juice are primarily nocturnal and this coincides with the preferred feeding time of many large trout. Many anglers would appreciate that movement is a powerful cue that can stimulate uncooperative trout to take a fly or lure. A swimming mouse would probably be easier to locate at night and be more likely to stimulate a predatory response. Indeed, there are a number of anecdotal reports from both New Zealand and North America of trout taking swimming mice. This, of course, doesn't exclude the possibility that dead mice are also consumed. The large fish we caught was captured in the eye of a pool, above which there was several kilometres of rapids. In that position it is hard to imagine many mice successfully navigating the rapids and making it to the trout alive. This brings us to the question of trout selectivity. Why do some fish apparently relish mice, while others do not? On a recent trip into the headwaters of a large West Coast river, we landed 11 trout over two days, but judging from their condition only one of these had been feeding on mice. Several other fish landed were large enough to have been able to feed on mice, but their very average condition suggested they had not been doing so.
It seems that for larger trout, feeding on mice is a learned ability.
Indeed, the propensity for some individuals to specialise on one type of prey, while others in the same population don't, is a well known phenomenon among fish biologists and observant anglers alike. This specialisation occurs because fish are remarkably good at conducting "cost-benefit" analyses as they feed. As new prey types become available and more abundant in a lake or river, fish are at first reluctant to switch to that new prey type, even if at that point in time it is the more energetically-profitable prey (anglers who have encountered very selective trout would have witnessed this behaviour).
Such fish are reluctant to switch because they have become efficient at finding, identifying, and catching a particular type of prey. Switching to a new type of prey is probably viewed by the fish as an energetically "risky" operation, as they will have to change their behaviour so as to efficiently capture a new food item. Eventually though, as that new prey becomes more abundant, some individuals in the populations realise that they have been missing out on a lot of food and switch, and, in turn, become skilled at dealing with the new type of prey.
If the new prey type is extremely abundant, the whole fish population will eventually make the switch to that prey type. However, if there is not enough of the new prey to go around, you will often find a "divergent" feeding strategy, with some fish feeding on the new prey type and others sticking with the old, "tried and tested" food types. Again, anglers should be familiar with this behaviour. We are sure many readers would have contemplated alcoholism after throwing everything in the box at a pompous willow grub feeder, only to persevere, and hook a trout two pools upstream on the first cast with a big, ugly Hare and Copper!
With respect to trout and mice, those trout that make the switch to mouse feeding first may be monopolising the resource to the extent that other individuals never get to encounter mice frequently enough to make the switch also. We have some scientific evidence for this divergent mouse feeding strategy from a recent study by one of us (Rick Stoffels) on brown trout feeding habits in Lakes Manapouri and Te Anau. Here the length/weight relationship contained two quite different groups of fish those that had learned to feed on mice (and were much better conditioned), and those that had not. Also, using a chemical analysis technique that enables us to determine which prey types are contributing to the growth and production of the trout population, we are finding that some large trout may indeed be ultimately obtaining a significant amount of energy for long-term growth and reproduction from the beech forest, possibly through the mice. Further research being conducted over the next two years will shed lig on the importance of mice to the trout populations of Fiordland lakes.
So how many mice can a trout eat? Since more than 90% of all trout caught in South Island backcountry rivers are released, most anglers never examine the stomach contents of large trout that have been feeding on mice. The brown that first triggered our interest was only kept because it was bleeding heavily from the gills and had a limited chance of survival This 3.4kg (7.51b) turned out to have 13 mice in its stomach. Of these, eight were intact and fresh and had probably been consumed during the previous night. The other five were partially digested, suggesting they had had been consumed two nights earlier. The total weight of mice in the stomach was estimated at about 0.25kg (0.51b) and raises the question as to why the fish thought it had to eat a size 10 nymph as well. Perhaps just to keep itself familiar with other food for when the mice supply ceased?
Although we were impressed with the appetite of our fish, the unofficial record may go to a Nelson Lakes trout that we were reputably told had eaten 23 mice. Anglers undoubtedly have other experiences of mice-eating trout.
And does eating mice make the flesh pale or give it an unpleasant taste? Well, our sample size of one suggests not, as it was a pleasant light orange colour and the taste attracted only compliments front the group of friends who enjoyed eating it with us, although they were not informed of its history!
It seems intuitive that feeding on large organisms like mice and fish must be considerably more efficient than feeding on smaller prey, such as aquatic or terrestrial insects. This was confirmed by a recent British study that compared growth rates of two groups of brown trout - one fed on fish and the other on insects. On a diet of fish, trout grew approximately three times faster than when fed on insects. The increased growth rate was influenced by two main factors. Firstly, gram for gram, fish were energetically richer and more easily digested than insects, and secondly, trout could pack a greater volume of the larger items into their stomachs. It seems likely that this also applies to trout feeding on mice and the accompanying photograph of the distended stomach of the fish we caught graphically illustrates this. It is also probable that feeding on a small number of large food items would reduce foraging times and the energy expended in acquiring food. Resources could then be directed towards rest and digestion. Such a theory fits in with dive observations in Lake Manapouri and Te Anau of very large rather obese-looking brown trout resting tinder logs during the day, presumably digesting the mice meal from the night before.
Rodent-eating trout are not unique to New Zealand and have been widely reported in the popular literature for a wide range of salmonids including rainbow, take, bull, and brook trout in North America. Indeed, on the Alagnak River in Alaska, large rainbow trout are targeted using vote (a tundra mouse) patterns. There is also evidence that rodent population cycles in North America are linked to fluctuations in the abundance of tree seeds, at least in eastern United States where abundant crops of acorns have been linked to increases in white-footed mice, as well as chipimunks, deer, and lyme disease!
Recent research has confirmed that most of the brown trout found in headwater rivers are actually males. This is apparently because most females, which require more food than males to recover their energy resources after spawning, move downstream following spawning to the lower reaches where forage fish are more plentiful. Perhaps it is because many of these males are already long for their weight that they have the capability of putting on condition relatively quickly when a new food source appears.
It seems there is still much to learn about the importance of mice as food for trout and we would welcome any information that might add to our understanding of this phenomenon.
Contact the authors: Gavin James (g.james@niwa.cri.nz) and Steve Fox (s.fox@niwa.cri.nz) or NIWA, Box 8602, Christchurch; or Rick Stoffels (stori563@student.otago.ac.nz) or Zoology Dept., Box 56, Dunedin. And who knows, if the greenhouse effect does result in the increased temperatures that are being predicted, we may see more big mice-fed trout in our beech forest headwater rivers.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Getting Chees'd.

I woke up early this morning very excited. My friend Ed was taking me fly fishing. We were headed to Cheesman Canyon. I love fishing new spots and especially places with the potential for big fish. Certain areas are designated as "gold medal" waters. This means that the water quality is high and the size of the fish is generally large! We fished my first "gold medal" water today. It was a couple of hours of driving from Boulder, but well worth it. There were lots of fish. they were eating. They just weren't eating what we put in front of them. It could be frustrating at times. It was fun to see so many big fish. They were spooked easily which made the fishing tough. I got lucky with one.

My fish o' the day.
I am not sure how big it is, but it rivals some of my New Zealand Trout. Is it a Brown or a Rainbow? I couldn't quite tell. Does it hit the elusive 20" mark? I am not sure. I didn't take a picture of it in my net that could have told me how big it is. I was very happy to land it. It took a lot of patience. I didn't try any of my own flies because the fishing was hard enough with flies that I thought would work.

Ed in the Narrows with Zipper looking on.
After the awesome day of fishing, I headed home and got some interesting news. I apparently am finished with my last job. I won't be going to Las Vegas to work and race SilverMan this week. Tomorrow will be the beginning of the rest of my life!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

SOMA pictures.




Thanks to Red Rock Co. for putting on a great event! Thanks to Rudy Project for a great dinner this weekend. We bought our ski passes today. Now it is time for some winter activities! The resorts are opening and I am excited.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Back at it.

It is still snowing. I feel a bit like a housewife with nothing to do all day. I hate being cooped up inside, so I went shopping. I got myself a table specifically for tying flies. I tied a few more of my homemade variety and then got fed up of sitting around watching the snow fall. I thought it would be a lot more fun to watch the snowfall from outside. I packed my fishing stuff and jumped on the bus towards town. Having Boulder Creek run through the middle of Boulder is one of the nicest aspects of this town. It makes running, cycling, or fishing in Boulder more enjoyable. There were a few homeless people under the bridges doing whatever it is that they do, but I put on my waders, boots, and vest and started on my adventure. I tried a dry fly that I thought would work before trying one that I made. Mine didn't have any success and when the weather is better (next week) and I can see the fish I will be more excited to use my own flies.

Beautiful.
It snowed the whole time that I was out there. As the afternoon wore on it seemed to get colder. Ice formed on my line and on the guides (holes where the line passes through). I had to break the ice to be able to cast from time to time. I had a couple of hits but either I was too slow to set the hook or the fish spit it out. I wasn't having much luck except with catching a few "tree fish". I didn't lose any flies and just before I left I landed a little Brown Trout.

My fish of the day.
I was surprised how warm I was. My left hand got a bit cold from handling the line and putting my hand in the water to pick up the fish felt like needles, but the rest of me was quite warm. As I was on the bus home (I wore my waders and boot on the bus) I saw the temp was 25! Tomorrow has a high of 36 so it will feel like summer. I am going again. I loved it!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Snow day.

Arriving in Boulder was wonderful. It was a long drive from Flagstaff, but well worth it. Having an apartment is great.


The view yesterday.
Then it started snowing. Heavily. It is a nice change from the last 18 months. It has been a perpetual summer for a while. Now it really feels like winter. For better or worse, we live across the street from Front Range Anglers. I already went by and introduced myself. Moj got me a beginners fly tying kit this week. Oh no. Now I am in trouble. It is dumping snow and I drank way too much tea. Time to start tying flies.

The van today.
I began reading a book about fly tying. Then looking up websites, videos, anything that I could find to figure out how to tie flies. I started with a Woolly Bugger and then started making things up.

My Woolly Bugger.
After tying about 4 flies I was ready to rush out to Boulder Creek and give them a try. Sitting here warm and comfy, I was convinced that it would be fine to be out fishing in the snow. Then I looked out the window. And I sat down to tie some more.

My personal box.
I have no idea of some of the things that I tied. I plan on using them though! I don't know if they float or not. I don't know if I can trick the fish with them. I will try though.  The forecast is for more snow tomorrow, but  I am not sure if I can contain my excitement.

Monday, October 26, 2009

SOMA Half.

Swim 33:43
T1 1:06
Bike 2:38:10
T2 1:09
Run 1:47:12
Total 5:01:21

While I am happy with my overall result, I feel like I made a lot of mistakes.
The swim was the most brutal swim that I have ever been in. I was kicked, hit, punched, slapped, pushed, and everything else that could happen. That being said I think that I violated quite a few people as well. It was a swim start and all the guys under 30 were in the same wave. It was pretty aggressive. I made my way towards the front of the pack, but it did no good. I had to stop to fix my goggles a couple of time. That never happens. The women started a few minutes before us and we quickly caught them. Then I caught the group in front of them. A couple times I ran into some massive person that was sitting still treading water and trying not to panic. My wetsuit was rubbing on my neck. That also never happens, I must have put the strap in a funny position. Another rookie mistake. I am such an age grouper.
The first transition went well although I have still never tried the flying mount. Mounting my bike, I put my foot on top of my shoe and somehow pushed it off the pedal. I had to stop and put my shoe on like everyone else. Come on Rory, get it together! I took off pedaling and realized that I had no liquids. No water bottle, nothing. I knew that at mile 9 there was an aid station so I just hoped to make it there. The bike was 3 loops. I started pretty conservatively because I don't think that I have ridden 56 miles at one time this year. At the aid station, I grabbed a bottle of Gatorade. While trying to take a sip and thank the volunteers I somehow managed to squirt the Gatorade up my nose and into my eye. I guess I was squeezing the bottle really hard. I was very thirsty! The first bike loop was faster than I expected. The course was flat and we had a bit of cloud cover so the temperature was perfect. The second loop went well except for my penalty. The three lanes came together to one lane with no shoulders. A dozen people came together and as we tried to get in front of each other two guys in front started talking and going the same speed. There was no way to go forward, back, left or right. The ref pulled up and gave at least 8 of us either drafting or blocking penalties. We were all yelling at these two guys to move, but it was too late. Whatever. The bike ended well and I was excited for the run.
The run started well with the first mile a 7:04. Mile 2 was a 7:10. I was hoping to run 8 minute miles, so this was feeling good. I know that my last two half marathons that I ran were a 7:10 pace. Then it all slowly deteriorated. 8:00, 8:30, blah blah blah. The last four mile were hard. I was definitely shuffling. I think that people were cheering for me because I looked like I was hurting.
Overall, I am really stoked about the time though. 5:01 is almost 15 minutes better than my last half. Of course comparing Kona to Tempe isn't really fair. I will post pictures as I get them!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

AZ.


I drove a couple of days to make it to Phoenix. I actually drove past Phoenix to get past the utterly insane suburban sprawl that is Phoenix and all of it's incorporating towns. I am staying in Apache Junction. I thought this was interesting when learning about AJ on Wikipedia.
There are a total of 51 RV parks in Apache Junction. 1, the Lost Dutchman, is a state park. 9 offer wireless internet connection. Note that only two of these RV Parks have indoor plumbing, the rest rely on a network of outhouses scattered throughout the park.
I am glad that I chose one of the right places to stay! Thank you KOA. I rode my bike toward the Superstition Mountains thinking that it was a cool place. Turns out that the rumor is that there is a cursed gold mine that nobody can find. If you go looking you will probably die. Luckily, gold doesn't interest me that much.
With SOMA in a couple of days I am excited to get racing again. I am even more excited for the off season. We found an apartment in Boulder that seems to be perfect. It is across the street from an Indian restaurant and a fly fishing store. Could I be any happier? I just remembered that Silverman is 16 days away. I may have just told them that I want to enter. What am I getting myself into?!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bakersfield. Don't ever go.

Leaving Kona, our first flight was delayed just long enough for us to miss our flight to LA. We would have made it if we weren’t checking three bikes! That being said, we didn’t get charged for bikes. The Aerus bike bags are amazing. 30 pounds with a bike, box, wheels, everything. They once asked if it was luggage and I said, “Yes”. That isn’t lying. I wasn’t going to offer information that it was a bike and I should be charged! Nguyen came and picked us up and let us sleep on his floor. What karma, just a few days ago, he came to Kona and slept on my floor. The following day, he took us to the North Shore for a surf. It reminded me that I haven’t surfed in a while. In fact, the last time that I surfed was with Nguyen on our way back from New Zealand. Eventually, I remembered what to do and had a lot of fun. From there, we overnighted to LA. Exhausted we had Denny’s and I shipped Moj off to Colorado. Don’t feel bad though she is in our awesome apartment while I am still slumming in the van. I can’t complain I have been “camping” (sleeping in the van without a shower) for the last few days. I rode bikes with Nguyen and I was feeling pretty bad about how out of shape I am in. He is a great cyclist, so it should have been no surprise that I couldn’t keep up with him.

 My view on the bike.
Back on my Triad, I have been having a great time riding in the mornings and fishing my brains out all afternoon. I am east of Bakersfield (a place that no one should ever go) north of the tiny town of Kernville. North of Kernville is the trailer park area called Johnsondale. I stayed near here in one of the many campgrounds. Every day I saw hunters walking down the road carrying rifles. I wore my red and white cycling outfit and tried not to look like a deer.


 At least they have a sense of humor!
I rode my bike to the Trail of 100 Giants. It was amazing. Giant Sequoias grow only on the western slope of the Sierra Nevada in California. I can't describe how big these trees are.

This is one tree.
Kernville might be the meth capital of California. I have been without phone, shower, internet, power, etc. for the last week. Who cares though because I have been fishing!


My favorite of the day.
Not the biggest fish, but I am getting good enough that I catch fish every time I go out. I saw a couple of monsters, but they weren’t eating what I had. The river is high (800 cfs) but down from what it has been (2800 cfs!) and not wuite where it should be (200 cfs), This place would be amazing with half of the water in it. I couldn’t quite get to all of the fish that I wanted to. It was frustrating seeing piles of fish hiding behind rocks on the other side of the river with no way to walk or cast to them. Now, I am on my way to Tempe to work and compete in the SOMA half iron distance triathlon. Hopefully I can shower and do some laundry as well!

Sunday, October 11, 2009

IM '09.

About 9 at night as we were walking to get something to eat people were sitting at Lava Java writing emails, posting blogs, updating friends and family, all as participants were still running the marathon. So this post is probably a bit late. A bunch of us volunteered for water patrol and were in town at 5 am. The athletes were already nervous, pacing, eating, and getting body marked. We paddled out into the calm before the storm and waited for the mayhem to begin.

Macca stopped by.
Macca wanted to see how I was doing. I told him just to relax and have a good race. I was worried about mechanical failures as you never know what can happen out on the Queen K!

Check out the wake!
He swam off quickly, but I think that Erica was smitten. We tried to keep the swimmers on course, but they didn't like listening. Only a few people didn't make the swim cutoff and the day was already emotionally charged right from the beginning.
 
Our view. 
After the swim we were able to go home, eat, shower, and return to the middle of it all. We sat in the heat for a while and waited for the pros to come by. It looked to be a good race with most of the major players coming in around the same time.

Chris Lieto coming in first.
Then we saw everyone take off running. After about 10 miles, they come back to the same place. It was great to watch the race unfold.



Andreas leading Craig up Palani.

Faris in his typical outfit.

CW.
Chrissie is the absolute queen of this sport. Not only is she an amazing athlete, but on of the friendliest women I have ever met. Always with a smile on her face. She gritted her teeth at the bottom of this hill, but all the way to the top people were going crazy screaming her name and cheering for her. She feeds off the energy and smiles all day long. She is fantastic.

Andy Potts.
I was impressed with Jon Flanagan and Andy Potts in the water. They blew everyone away. Next year, Marky V will have a huge gap on all of them.

You want impressive? Try coming close to setting a new record. Do it by being a woman beating all of the men. That is impressive to me. Here is Erica cheering on some FAST athletes!


Still enthusiastic!
We went to the press conference to hear what the pros had to say about the day. Everyone showed up but Macca while we were there. They all agreed that it was hot! We went and cheered in all of the athletes until the midnight cutoff arrived. Chrissie was there to congratulate the participants. She has great sportsmanship. We went home to crash. This morning, I feel like I raced. My body feels beat up. I am exhausted. This watching stuff is hard!