Spider Rybaak holding a brook trout.

The latest line on fishing

By Fred LeBrun


There’s never been a lack of advice in print on where or how to fish in the Adirondacks. The earliest travel guides freely offered opinions on the subject, mostly effusing over the native brook trout in ponds and streams.

Over the years, influential books have been written on the subject as well, from the legendary Ray Bergman’s Trout, first published in the 1930s during the tail-end of the golden age, to Fran Betters’s more contemporary and charming Fishing in the Adirondacks. In recent years we’ve seen a spate of guides with a broader view of Adirondack angling, departing from the focus on trout and a few well-known waters. Notable among these is Good Fishing in the Adirondacks, edited by Dennis Aprill (Countryman Press) and still in print.

But the best yet in terms of depth and breadth of helpful coverage is the newly published Fishing Eastern New York by Spider Rybaak, a Falcon Guide from Globe Pequot Press. Nearly 200 pages pertain directly and in detail to the Adirondacks, offering information about stocking, best places to fish and for what species, access points, routes, tips on lures or flies, and in general what to expect.

A particularly useful feature of Rybaak’s guidebook is the list of Additional Information for each place. Here you’ll learn when fishing derbies happen nearby, where to rent a boat, or the best place for a campsite. It’s especially helpful for the traveling fisherman.

With an enthusiastic and peppery writing style, Spider describes many smaller streams and little-known ponds that haven’t seen this sort of exposure before. Which is not to suggest that these places aren’t well-known to legions of fishermen in the North Country, and for generations.

What kind of a name is Spider anyway, and who is this guy offering the advice?

“I’m 6-foot-5, and I used to be skinny,” says the 55-year-old Syracuse resident. ”You figure it out.”

Fishing Eastern New York
By Spider Rybaak
Globe Pequot Press, 2003
Softcover, 346 pages, $16.95

His parents were Ukrainians who survived years of Nazi slave labor camps and avoided the same fate under Stalin by emigrating to western New York. Raymond Peter Hrynyk Rybaak’s earliest memories are of bank fishing on weekends with his father—a smelter in a foundry—on the Oswego and Seneca rivers, while his mother, in a wheelchair, watched from shore.

“I learned so much from him, about patience. Those were the most pleasant times I can remember. The river was my wishing well. We were so poor, I can’t tell you how poor we were. Believe me, we didn’t just fish for fun.”

What fascinated his father were northern pike. That’s what he wanted to catch, and sometimes he did. “My mother would remove the skin, pickle them and make a sort of meatloaf from the fish. It was great.”

Spider was the only one of three brothers who shared his father’s fervor for fishing. After a stint in the Army, he went to Syracuse University on the G.I Bill and earned a degree in English, becoming the first college graduate in his family. For the last 15 years he’s been doing OK as a free-lance outdoor writer.

Why his background matters is simple enough: We can never escape our roots, nor frankly, should we. When Spider plunged into a couple of years of intensive touring and fishing for this book, he was inevitably attracted to northern pike. Even though he is an accomplished fly fisherman who has pursued trout avidly, when he hit river after pond after lake and discovered that these giant predator fish were everywhere in the Adirondacks, he went with the flow.

Consequently if there is one species that gets far more attention than any other in this book, it’s the northern pike. It’s probably well-deserved. Bass and pike are taking over more and more of Adirondack waters. “Rivers, regions evolve,” says Spider “The bigger lakes in the Adirondacks are no longer the natural fisheries they once were. They’re constantly changing.”
Ill-conceived stocking programs have contributed, and so has illegal dumping of bass, pike and so-called trash fish in many waters that shouldn’t have them. So now we find northern pike and both largemouth and smallmouth bass dominating places that were once the exclusive haunts of brookies and their bigger cousins, the lake trout.

Because of his background, Spider does not see the intrusive northern pike as a less virtuous fish. To the contrary, he offers us spirited advice as to where the biggest northerns are ripe for the picking. “Right now I’d say the Upper and Lower Chateaugay Lakes have monster northerns in them, 40 inches or better. Another great place is Raquette Lake. When I was a kid, we’d go fishing for brookies in that lake,” he says. “There are still some brookies there, but the fish to go for now are really big largemouth bass.”
Spider says he has fished 95% of the 170 Adirondack waters cataloged in his book. “With the ponds, I’d fish one, and then hike to the next, and keep on going. I had a lot of help from DEC biologists, but I can assure you, I did the fishing.”

He has visited all corners of the fishable Adirondacks. His first Adirondack entry is for Lake George, with six specific locations discussed along with different species to fish for, at different times of year. His last entry is a one-mile, fast-water drift out of Hinckley Reservoir at the western boundary of the Park. In between, he covers the entire Fulton Chain, among other lakes, most of the major and minor canoe routes, and scads of ponds. Just west of Upper Saranac Lake, for example, Spider describes separate fishing strategies for Rollins, West Pine, East Pine, Floodwood, Polliwog, Black, Fish Creek, Little Square, Horsehoe, Follensby Clear and Green ponds.

The short of it is if you have the urge for a combination hiking-fishing excursion into the Adirondack interior, this is the book to have.

 

 

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