I was going out to Montauk today to do some crabbing and clamming and of course to collect some water and it is a long drive so I got to thinking about why I love this hobby so much. I am a little different than most members here (besides being bald) in that I was born surrounded by fish. As I mentioned numerous times my family had a sea food business. Anyway when I got the first fish that I remembered I was facinated. I mean the thing consumed me for the day or so that it lived in the sink. Then I would so look forward for my to take me to the Fulton Fish Market in downtown Manhattan and watch the ships being un loaded of fish, sharks and turtles.
I would go to the piles of fish on the sidewalk and check out the differences of each species and try to figure out why they looked so different. The biggest prises with the live crabs I would sometimes find. These usually made it home with me but I couldn't keep them alive even though I shook some salt from a salt shaker into a glass of water that they were living in.
Of course I eventually learned a few things and started keeping these things alive.
But that facination of sea life never left me and when my Mom would take me to the toy store to buy a freshwater fish I thought I died and went to heaven. Even if I only had a goldfish or guppy, I was in awe. (I discovered girls years later)
When the salt part of the hobby started and a few stores started keeping thingsd other than damsels, I couldn't get enough of it. I learned as the stores learned how to care for these things and the stores would often call me for advice because I had been keeping every new animal that was introduced. Over the years I think I have kept every animal that was sold and after a few attempts with each one I knew what I could and could not keep. But without the internet, it was easier. There was no wrong information. I had to learn by doing and we all know that is the best way to learn. Not for the fish because I killed way to many of them but through my experience gradually I and the stores learned the best way to do things. Or at least the way to do things that kept the animals alive.
Now through the internet and these forums I see so much bickering. Everyone has a better idea which is usually different from my ideas. Some of my ideas are very old school and seem rediculous. Many of the old practices are now lost but some of those ways were perfected by dedicated hobbiests who had to do things through experimentation, something that is almost never thought of today. Today we Google something and take much of it as fact even though we have no idea the experience of the author.
Now if I want to put a tang in a 40 gallon tank there will be fifty posts telling me that it can't be done. In the past I kept almost every tang available in a 40 gallon tank because that was considered huge. I feel that it is my tang and my tank so i will do what my experience tells me I can do. Is a larger tank better? Of course. Maybe if I wanted to keep a manta ray I would have a problem because I could only fit part of his face in a 40 gallon tank.
We used to treat ich with copper, it is the best way. But now there are many ways, none of them as good as copper but the arguements will always persist. I keep out of the ich threads now because I am tired of people telling me I don't understand the life cycle of ich. Me and Moses invented ick, and yes I know how to spell it, I just think it should be spelled ick, probably because it is icky. :wavehand:
Anyway, I never got to Montauk today because the skies opened up and flooded the highway so I will go there next week. There is nothing like the water there as it is as far east as you can go in NY and is out in the Atlantic.
I will also collect some bacteria, pods, shrimp, codium seaweed and anythine else that I can find. Hopefully I will also get a few dozen crabs and clams also.:lol2: