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by Dallas Cross
Issaquah Press, July 30, 2008
While pondering the lack of a sockeye salmon season in Lake
Washington this year, I reflected on past summer protein sources and
realized that I had not fished for crayfish in Lake
Sammamish for a
long time. Summertime
is a good time to gather this invertebrate delicacy and it quite
easy to do so. The
rules for fishing them are simple: No license is required, you have to have your
untended trap buoys marked with your name and address, the limit is
ten pounds per person, and the minimum keeper size is 3¼ inches from
snout to tail. See the
Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife (WDFW) regulations for
all rules.
These creatures have many names including crawdads, crayfish,
mud puppies, yabbies (Australian), and crawfish as preferred by
WDFW. Their name evolves from the ancient German “krabba,” through
old and new French to become “crevisse. ” The English converted this
to “crayfish” and from its crawling locomotion came “crawfish.” Crayfish are really fresh
water lobsters. Our native crayfish, Pacifasticul leniusculus, or
signal crayfish, is one of the largest of the hundreds of species in
America. It generally has
a smooth brown covering. Crayfish mainly consume plant material but
will eat virtually anything organic, including other crayfish.
There are several species of invasive crayfish in our
lakes. Notably,
Pine Lake harbors red swamp crawfish from
Louisiana who compete with the
signal crayfish. Most all the non-native species have bumps around
their claws and shells and should be removed if caught. It is ironic that our signal
crayfish were introduced in England and are
considered a nuisance because they eat eggs of game fish.
Crayfish live in streams and lakes where they are commonly
found up to forty feet deep.
They may live for twenty years but three year old crayfish
are most prevalent. You
can fish for them from a boat or from shore with any variety of
traps which are simply cages allowing them to enter easily, and from
which escape is difficult. Baited nets and tangled fishing lines
also are used.
Our crayfish have an affinity for salmon, or any oily fish
carcass, having feasted on spawned-out salmon during their life.
Other crayfish fishers use hot dogs, chicken parts and
freezer-burned goodies; but the key to an attractive bait is that it
should be fresh. The
largest crayfish I have caught were nine inches long; most are 4-5
inches long. Only 15%
of the crustacean is tail meat so you need a lot for a
boil.
What do you do with them after you have caught them? My suggestion is simply to
clean them and eat their tails and claws. To clean you break off their
tail behind their shell. Then grab the two small center fins on the
tail and pinch the rear vent with a knife or your thumbnail, twist
until the fins break off, then pull removing the gut. Now boil them
in seasoned water for two to three minutes until they turn red. Shell the tails and claws
and eat them (butter sauce with garlic does well here);. You can
reserve the morsels for dishes such as you would prepare using
lobster or shrimp meat.
Their flavor resembles mild lobster so do not over
season. The Southern
crayfish usually have a muddy taste and are more palatable in highly
seasoned dishes and gumbos.
About ten years ago I regularly fished for crayfish in
Lake
Sammamish and
discovered a wonderful
cycle that supplied our family with piscatorial protein. We caught and ate the larger
crayfish and saved the smaller ones for steelhead bait in the local
rivers. After catching
steelhead I would reserve their heads and carcasses for crayfish
bait. Thus, the summer
cycle of catch, devour and re-bait provided regular sport and
sustenance for our family and friends.
I recently revisited the lake intent upon reviving the summer
cycle with repaired shrimp traps. I was accompanied by my buddy with
whom I am occasionally a professional fishing companion. After setting the traps and
buoys per Washington regulations, we
discovered a sheared a pin in the outboard prop. Not to worry we had
oars. However the park
ramp would close in about an hour and we were about two hours away
from it at rowing speed. Hailing a passing speed boat
we gratefully received a tow towards the dock with the young driver
speeding up as we got underway. After broaching off of a
plane, almost overturning and watching my cell phone sink, the speed
was reduced and we rowed in the last hundred feet.
Returning to the traps we were able to retrieve only two
dozen crayfish, many less that I had caught years earlier. However, from their tails my
wife made a wonderful fresh water lobster bisque; and my buddy also
got his steelhead bait.
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