tsubeta04
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yes I intended to use all caps because I did yell it as I typed it!
This saturday, I hooked onto my first two carp.
Here's the story:
So I go to my local bayou and arrived to be discouraged as I saw the scene of some really fast moving current, high water, and no tails or feeding activity. I told myself that I would just go back home, but something told me to go walk and check out how the rising water had affected some various spots along the bayou.
I came across this one section of the bayou where there is a sort of side street where the water is much calmer and I figured that this would offer some relief from the fast current. Wow was my hunch correct! I was there for about 3 hours as the carp rolled, fed, and cruised; tails up and backs exposed. I should have taken pictures, but was enjoying the first time I was able to sight cast to these elusive fish.
after some time, I cast my fly perfectly into a ball of carp and I feel the quick take of the carp. My body reacted as I set the hook but everything slowed down in my mind. I couldn't believe that all the work I had put in during my 10 week vacation towards catching this fish had finally paid off. This fish was BEAUTIFUL. I saw the beautiful gold color of it's back and was overjoyed when I saw that it's back was the size of my thigh. This had to be a 10 pounder. The fish went left to right a few times and that is when I got the WORST IDEA EVER!!!
I told myself, "since i've worked my ass off for this fish, I'm gonna enjoy this fight." with my 6wt mangrove bent over, I managed to lead it onto the main canal current so that it could run and take my konic to it's backing for the first time. Two second later, the bend in my rod goes limp.......my worst fear had been confirmed as I reeled the slack in; my beautiful fish managed to get off.
I didn't even finish reeling in my line. I just stood there with nothing but disbelief and joy to keep me company.
maybe five minutes passed by.....maybe 20. I'm not sure. Once I did regain my sanity, I kept casting to the carp and managed one more hook up. That hook up was much less dramatic as the fish spit out the fly 2 seconds after I set the hook.
All this happened saturday and For the past two nights, I've dreamt of nothing more than carp. What makes this worse is that I recently entered a tournament at my local orvis shop where I could win some gear for the ugliest carp or the smallest carp.
What I've learned:
1. carp are my new number one favorite fish
2. Never be so greedy
3. rain is a good thing at my local fishery
4. Never be so greedy
5. I am not that bad a fly fisher (when I can find the fish)
6. Never be so greedy
7. Pay attention to your instincts ( or hunches, whatever)
8. Never be so greedy
9. It is possible to catch these elusive fish
10. NEVER BE SO GREEDY
apologize for the long read, but it's been a tough few months working towards hooking these fish and an even tougher couple of days. I can only take solace in knowing that it's possible and that I know where to find them now.
tight lines and thanks for all the advice offered on this forum,
sincerely,
a ruined fly fisher
This saturday, I hooked onto my first two carp.
Here's the story:
So I go to my local bayou and arrived to be discouraged as I saw the scene of some really fast moving current, high water, and no tails or feeding activity. I told myself that I would just go back home, but something told me to go walk and check out how the rising water had affected some various spots along the bayou.
I came across this one section of the bayou where there is a sort of side street where the water is much calmer and I figured that this would offer some relief from the fast current. Wow was my hunch correct! I was there for about 3 hours as the carp rolled, fed, and cruised; tails up and backs exposed. I should have taken pictures, but was enjoying the first time I was able to sight cast to these elusive fish.
after some time, I cast my fly perfectly into a ball of carp and I feel the quick take of the carp. My body reacted as I set the hook but everything slowed down in my mind. I couldn't believe that all the work I had put in during my 10 week vacation towards catching this fish had finally paid off. This fish was BEAUTIFUL. I saw the beautiful gold color of it's back and was overjoyed when I saw that it's back was the size of my thigh. This had to be a 10 pounder. The fish went left to right a few times and that is when I got the WORST IDEA EVER!!!
I told myself, "since i've worked my ass off for this fish, I'm gonna enjoy this fight." with my 6wt mangrove bent over, I managed to lead it onto the main canal current so that it could run and take my konic to it's backing for the first time. Two second later, the bend in my rod goes limp.......my worst fear had been confirmed as I reeled the slack in; my beautiful fish managed to get off.
I didn't even finish reeling in my line. I just stood there with nothing but disbelief and joy to keep me company.
maybe five minutes passed by.....maybe 20. I'm not sure. Once I did regain my sanity, I kept casting to the carp and managed one more hook up. That hook up was much less dramatic as the fish spit out the fly 2 seconds after I set the hook.
All this happened saturday and For the past two nights, I've dreamt of nothing more than carp. What makes this worse is that I recently entered a tournament at my local orvis shop where I could win some gear for the ugliest carp or the smallest carp.
What I've learned:
1. carp are my new number one favorite fish
2. Never be so greedy
3. rain is a good thing at my local fishery
4. Never be so greedy
5. I am not that bad a fly fisher (when I can find the fish)
6. Never be so greedy
7. Pay attention to your instincts ( or hunches, whatever)
8. Never be so greedy
9. It is possible to catch these elusive fish
10. NEVER BE SO GREEDY
apologize for the long read, but it's been a tough few months working towards hooking these fish and an even tougher couple of days. I can only take solace in knowing that it's possible and that I know where to find them now.
tight lines and thanks for all the advice offered on this forum,
sincerely,
a ruined fly fisher
