holy crap....i mean carp

MMM.....trash fish. Nummy. :barf:

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Jim
 
Damn, that's a rush!

Now I know what I missed when I saw a big carp in the Platte river. It was fall, the river was down to maybe three feet deep in the channels. I saw a carp that looked to be 6 feet long from the bridge I was on. I almost jumped, it was 40 ft to the water. My next of kin would have never known why I jumped. My heart was sure thumping at the sight.
 
Yucca-Man said:
MMM.....trash fish. Nummy. :barf:

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Jim

Come on Jim....get your mind outta the gutter will ya? Since when am I EVER interested in eating what I catch? I'd just LOVE to know what that thing feels like at the end of a 5 weight.

Can you say sexy?
 
Hypoid said:
Damn, that's a rush!

Now I know what I missed when I saw a big carp in the Platte river. It was fall, the river was down to maybe three feet deep in the channels. I saw a carp that looked to be 6 feet long from the bridge I was on. I almost jumped, it was 40 ft to the water. My next of kin would have never known why I jumped. My heart was sure thumping at the sight.

I chased those fish for years back in St. Louis. 3-5 times each week I'd fish this small farm pond for about 3 hours in the morning and then come back for another 3 in the evening. They just cruise the shallows but there more spooky than any trout I've seen. The spook in murky water when the fly line lands 3 feet in front of them. The only way you'd know they were there is that they were tailing. Supposed to fight and pull exactly like a bone fish. One day.
 
When I was a kid growing up in the Branson, Missouri area, my buddy and I would hit the creek behind my house that emptied into Lake Taneycomo. During the spring, we would use 50lb fly line backing in our bait casters with seven foot bass jigging rods, and a large treble hook, and load up in his canoe. We would take turns, one in the back paddling and manuevering the boat, the other standing in the front scouting for carp. The scout was the one that would snag the fish, then we got to go for a fun boat ride while the fish dragged the boat around. Once we landed the fish, we would switch and go after the next one. We usually caught them at around 20-25lbs, then we would take them to the neighbors who knew just how to cook them up. Of course I was never interested in eating them, or the suckers we would snag during season, but man could they fight. The size of their tails really could push that water.

Dang it!!! I still haven't been fishing since I moved out here 2.5 years ago!!!
 
I love carp fishing! Never caught one on a flyrod though.

We used to sneak into Medow hills golf course in aurora at night and fish for the grass carp using cotton wood leaves.

Great memories running from security.:greensmok
 
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