University of Wisconsin–Madison

Kelly O’Ferrell

Kelly O'Ferrell, Hasler Lab CoordinatorCenter for Limnology
Hasler Lab Coordinator
oferrell@wisc.edu
608-262-3014 (phone)
608-265-2340 (fax)

As the Center Administrator, I provide administrative support to the Director, faculty, staff and students at the Center for Limnology (CFL).

Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions about the CFL website or need help knowing who would be best to contact at the CFL for your questions/concerns. 

I’m often asked about my accent – I was born and raised in Greensboro, NC.  For the last 20+ years, I have lived away from NC – TN, AZ, KY, CA and now WI.  Fortunately, a southern accent is not something one can leave behind.

While in CA, I received an Associates Degree from Bergin University of Canine Studies http://www.berginu.edu/ and learned to train dogs to be Service Dogs and people with physical disabilities to care for them and use their skills (retrieving, turning lights on/off, picking up dropped items, tugging zippers, opening doors, pulling laundry baskets – and so much more).  From CA, I returned to NC for a short while (for lots of fishing from the lake behind our house, off the Long Beach Pier or in the sound for trout with daddy) before coming to WI to work as Program Director at the Wisconsin Academy for Graduate Service Dogs (WAGS) http://www.wags.net/.  After leaving WAGS, I volunteered for Occupaws http://occupaws.org/, our local Guide Dog organization.  A classmate from ADI is the caregiver for Ricochet, the Surfice Dog http://www.surfdogricochet.com/.  These are all wonderful organizations and I hope you will take a moment to enjoy their websites.

I started with UW-Madison in Housing Human Resources in 2008 and joined the Limnology staff in March 2014; learning about our lakes, rivers and streams. I enjoy letting my friends and family know about the amazing research that I get to be a part of by working here.

I grew up with the lake behind the house that my grandfather and his brother, Jesse, built, catching brim (called blue gill in WI), shell cracker and large and small mouth bass. I even caught a nice size catfish one Mother’s Day afternoon.  Yes, I’m holding it with a paper towel.

Daddy put Israel carp (that’s what he called them) in the lake around 1999 and never thought about them again until sometime in 2010 one of them showed up and was about 3 feet long.  Daddy saw his fin sticking out of the water and thought it was a tree branch.  Now THAT was exciting!

We’ve also done our own version of electro fishing – when someone would shoot at a water moccasin in the water and the fish would JUMP out of the water.

I’ve fished many wonderful days with my father at the beach (Long Beach, NC) from the pier, from his little boat in the inland waterway, setting out a net at the point before sunrise or casting a net to catch our bait – shrimp.  He taught me how to tie spot rigs (one of the many fish we caught) so I’d be ready to restring when the line broke.  And, we ate LOTS of great, meaty trout that we’d caught, cleaned and filleted.  Here’s my partner, Kathy Casper with a “puffer” fish.  Daddy scratched its stomach and it puffed right up for her.  Made us all smile.

I was telling my Aunt Carol (pictured to the right), daddy’s sister, about the “fish sticks” I read about on the website.  Little did we know that daddy was doing researched lake maintenance so many years ago when he’d toss out a cedar in the lake.  My father passed away in 2011 so I have my Aunt left to talk with about all the Limnology information I hear and read about from the website, blog, CFL in the News and more.

Mama and my sister, Kim, as you can see from the picture to the left and below, aren’t big fans of fishing – but they both love to eat them!  One thing we all like to do, fortunately, is READ.  Even on the pier, we’d have books within reach.

 

Other members of my family have been fishing fans – like Thomas T.  He was a big ‘ol outdoors cat that loved fishing with daddy from the boat or from shore. Now Thomas T, he’d start at the head and crunch his way to the tail.  Daddy and Carol – they liked to start with the fried crunchy fish tail.