The day after I slayed 15+ carp I felt the urge to go back and try my luck. I slept until 1 in the afternoon, and I knew the odds were going to be stacked against me, a cloudless Saturday afternoon, 90+ degrees, in the middle of a city…hmm. I arrived to find the pond abound with activity…of the human sort, small children swimming in the stream that feeds the pond, worm dunkers sitting on lounge chairs with their ice fishing rods propped up on sticks…I figured I’d at least try my luck. I started to walk around the pond and came across a shoal of 20 carp basking in the sun. I made a few casts, I got one look but spooked the majority on later casts. I found a group of three fish slowly making their way towards me, placed a cast…and out of nowhere my fly had disappeared in a flash. A largemouth had ruined my chances at gold…
I continued around the pond and spotted a single large fish with his head behind a small weed clump…I crept into position and took a cast. The cast fell 5 feet short of my mark…I thought it was over, the fish was slowly moving away and I thought it had been spooked. I delivered a second cast as he moved into a clearing in the weed bed. I watched my fly slowly parachute down, and gave it a small twitch. I watched the fish’s attention turn on my fly as it sank behind a weed clump…the fish cruised over, and I watched it's head go down and tail go up…I paused for a second…then set the hook. I was so excited to feel dead weight as the fish exploded into a run.
This day I had my buddy Phil along to watch me do my thing, and I had him carry my net. I usually don’t carry my net out of laziness, haha. My net has a built in scale and I was excited to get a weight on this fish because it was the largest carp I’d ever hooked.
4 comments:
Good job! Nice fish.
you look ridiculous in that victory! picture...ha
Ridiculous...pumped, what ever you prefer...Hahaha.
Nice! That s sick day of fishing!
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