Shark tag info might assist with rules
May 31, 2013 Leave a comment
Many anglers will probably recall that this past fall and winter there was much talk about proposed shark fishing regulations that would increase the minimum size for sharks that may be kept by fishermen from the current 54-inch fork length to a whopping 96-inch fork length.
Since few anglers have or will ever land a mako of that size, and some species — such as the blacktip shark — never grow that large, such a regulation would effectively require that anglers release every shark they land.
The irony is that the proposal was not intended to provide additional conservation to species that recreational fishermen typically land, such as the makos and blacktips, but was supposed to help protect the dusky sharks that NMFS claims recreational anglers are bringing in. Even though dusky sharks have been a prohibited species for 12 years, it’s claimed that we fishermen continue to land them mistakenly thinking that they are some other “allowable” type of shark.
Needless to say, when the proposal was made, a lot of fishermen stood up to NMFS and claimed “hogwash” to both the new size limit and the assertions that we’ve landed the thousands of duskies they claim we have. Prompted by such a strong public outcry against the proposed regulations, NMFS backed off a bit and elected to “address the dusky shark overfishing and rebuilding plan in a proposed separate action,” which gave them some breathing room to consider alternative actions, rather than push their original plan through in time for the 2013 fishing season.
So the fight was neither won nor lost, it was just postponed until after the summer. Between now and then, you can bet that NMFS is hashing over its numbers and getting its ducks in a row so that “if” it deems it necessary to again propose such harsh restrictions on recreational anglers, it will be prepared to respond to whatever arguments come their way.
As I reported this winter, a huge part of the problem with shark management is and always has been the poor identification skills of fishermen. So many sharks are caught by anglers who go on to report that they boated or released one species when it was, in fact, something else altogether. The catch data fishery managers have used throughout the years are anything but spot-on accurate.
Anyone who targets sharks should make the effort to know what they might catch, but you can’t expect all anglers to be experts at shark identification. Many sharks are caught accidentally by those who have no intention of hooking a shark when they leave the dock. None of this is good, but it’s just the way it is.
To help alleviate some of the uncertainly of reported shark landings, this year, Maryland Department of Natural Resources will require all sharks caught and kept by recreational anglers be tagged in the same manner that bluefin tuna and billfish have been tagged during the last few years.
The process will require that before a shark can be unloaded from a boat, a catch-card will have to be filled out and turned in to an appropriate dock office or tackle shop. When the card is turned in, the angler will be given a plastic tag to put around the shark’s tail to indicate that the catch has been recorded and that it is OK to be removed from the boat.
Surely some anglers won’t be happy about having yet “another” regulation being thrown at them. But the hassle will be worth the effort because the information provided by the tagging program will help fishery managers to make decisions based on fact.
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