Two North Carolinians, Sam Sweeny of New Bern and Jack White of Fayetteville, went surf fishing last October. In two days they landed only 10 hogfish. The reason was obvious: working so close to the beach that surf fishermen could have cast a line over them were seven commercial trawlers using deadly efficient purse seines. The sloughs along the beach, havens for fish, were being emptied as if by a vacuum cleaner.
It was all quite legal. Other Atlantic Seaboard states protect these areas from exploitation by trawlers, but not North Carolina. Maryland prohibits all trawling in its waters. Florida prohibits trawling for food fish. Delaware and New Jersey forbid trawling within the three-mile limit at any time; Virginia prohibits it during June, July and August. A 1962 study of North Carolina's so-called "trash fishery," which produces fish meal, fish oil and cat food, showed that 80.2% of supposedly trash fish by weight were undersized food fish species.
Perhaps this will not be the case for long. Irate Sweeny and indignant White, both retired, have declared war on the state's commercial fishing interests. They have produced a thoughtful, well-documented, 45-page indictment of the situation. They are, furthermore, using another hobby, ham radio, to alert and enlist other fishermen. Dozens of anglers throughout the state are circulating petitions asking the next General Assembly to give the state's thousands of fishermen relief from regulations heavily weighted in favor of a small commercial fishing industry.
Consider this a petition, too.
BIKEOLOGY 1 AT YALE
It seems only yesterday that cramming as many students as possible into telephone booths was the in thing in education. It seems only last week that eating live goldfish gave status to scholars. Both pastimes are now, of course, pass�, and as college terms began last month we wondered what would replace them.
The answer has just arrived in the mail from two Yale University sophomores, William Clell Howze Jr. of Tulsa and George S. Mittendorf II of New York, who report that their roommate, Mark Anthony Princi Jr. of Marlboro, Mass., "wheeled his Legnano bicycle around the living room" of Suite 1902 in Silliman College 102 times "to set the world record for number of laps around a 10-foot-by-12-foot enclosed wood track."
"The winning machine," the Messrs. Howze and Mittendorf attest, "was a 10-speed Legnano bicycle with low tires and a wicker basket inhibiting the use of brakes. The new champion pedaled the entire race in his stocking feet, in constant pain from a broken right pedal. Mr. Princi covered the 3,232 feet in less than 15 agonizing minutes. We are glad to give SPORTS ILLUSTRATED an exclusive on the story. Can your subscribers go without this information? We think not."
We think we will leave that to our readers, who may or may not wish to know that a few days later Princi did 150 laps.
A St. Louis fan complains that SI did not even mention the announcing team of Harry Caray and Curt Gowdy in our report last week on the dismissal of Mel Allen and the brilliant World Series broadcasts by Phil Rizzuto and Joe Garagiola. O.K., we'll mention them now. Gowdy was pretty bad. Caray was awful.