It was a crazy day fishing the Denver Urban South Platte. I started too early so I went to check out a new spot. As I was creeping down the bank looking for signs of life the world exploded behind me. I nearly fell in I was so startled. Out of the underbrush lumbered a HUGE beaver with about a quarter of his fur looking ready to fall out. In downtown Denver! We are talking at least 30lb. The tail was about a foot wide and two feet long.
After a couple of hours of fruitless winter flailing I suddenly noticed that the water was getting darker...much darker. I glance upriver and about a quarter mile upstream they had just started construction. Certain doom. From clear to chocolate milk in under 5 minutes. I wasn't catching jack diddly there but it still pissed me off.
I moved on to a spot a couple miles downriver that I had only scouted once and never fished. I was walking slowly upriver on a sand-flat when I almost tripped over a carp tailing in the shadow of a bridge. By the time I had backed off a couple of feet and lobbed a cast he was wise to me and bolted. He must have been going to town because there was a fresh divot the size of a Frisbee. At least I knew they were there and active!
Mutant Carp....does that count as a new species?