Random Dude: "What are you fishing for, Carp?"
Blithering Idiot: "Shit-yes. Me see feeders. Polarized? You look there, me go now."
Yes, a flat full of fish will turn me into a moron. Not only am I fairly certain I was speaking in tongues but what dufus tells a complete stranger where a flat of feeding fish are? 80 year old granny walking the dog? She could be under cover but probably safe. Random dude wearing polarized?
The next section started promising. I found a pod of 3 fish tailing almost immediately with full visibility. I had switched from the worm. Foolish man...the worm was my destiny today. After a couple of shots they started to look uncomfortable. It was time to move on, bring the worm off the bench and come back later before they totally freaked.
Just a little down-stream there was a pod of fish hiding in some shadows in moderate current. I tried several times to drift the worm into them but it just wasn't working. It was hard to tell but either they weren't feeding or I wasn't getting the drift. Impatience set in and that poor worm found himself lobbed right in the middle of a pod of hungries. Poor fella got carp-whacked before he met bottom. A smaller fish but the hit was hard and the fight was fun.
It was about time to leave but the worm and I had some unfinished business. Those tailers were back in action. The worm was all warmed up and ready to go. Finally the worm and I had the chance for a more visceral experience. That which all fly-carpers live for. The chance to clearly see a carp flash his tail, surge forward and ravage a well placed fly as it hits bottom. Awesome. This was a larger fish and a great way to end the day.