Word: fishermen
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...examination of the carcasses has turned up no unusual concentrations of toxic substances in the pelicans. One wild theory is that fishermen may have poisoned the birds so that fewer of the lake's trout will be eaten by them. Wildlife biologists scoff at such speculation, and city water officials insist that there is nothing in the water to harm humans. But until the Great White Pelican Mystery is solved, worry and rumor, unlike the birds, seem certain to thrive...
...season. This season the fleet had grown to at least 60 boats. The restrictions do not apply to the approximately 450 boats that ply the North Pacific, where they allegedly net large numbers of sea trout and salmon that might otherwise be caught by U.S., Canadian and Soviet fishermen...
Portuguese fishermen or Welsh hill farmers may not endorse that claim as they struggle to wrest a living from sea and soil. Like the U.S., Western Europe has its rust belt and its regions of rural poverty. Nor has Western Europe totally escaped the scourges of drugs and violence. Yet many West Europeans are not only matching Americans in material wealth, but they also believe themselves to be enjoying a better quality of life. "I don't know what America has to offer me that I haven't got already and that I would envy," says British architect Ian Grant...
...some ways a dangerous sport too, but less for the fish than for the angler's relatives. Fly-fishermen can quickly become world-class bores. Solitude becomes an end in itself. Spouses bristle at the suggestion that family vacations should consist of two weeks at some bug-infested fishing camp in Forsaken, Mont. Dinner-party invitations trail off as conversation seems to center on the pleasures of fishing nymphs in deep riffles or the relative merits of bamboo and graphite fly rods. Children growl at the proposal that the backyard pool be returned to nature and converted to a trout...
...fisherman is lucky, the passion becomes manageable, second nature, like tying knots in the dark or reading a deep green pool by an undercut bank and knowing where the trout are holding and which fly to use. But having gone through the novitiate, fly-fishermen are never the same again. They scan rivers and lakes, seeing water but imagining the life underneath. They concentrate for hours, zenlike, watching thunderheads build and billow above, gazing at streams running over moss-covered rocks, searching for the sight of a trout, that near perfect fish, as it fins and darts, drifts and feeds...