Yesterday I took a friend Mike and his friend Mike down to the river to show them a couple of my favorite spots. Ridiculous. I can't even remember my own name most of the time. Am I currently Tage, McTage, Trevor or Fly-Carpin? Eventually I figured out that using Mike and Mikey works for them at least.
|Mike and Mikey Enjoying Some Un-Natural Beauty|
Watching somebody else catch a Carp was very cool. Catching your own is fun too so when I got home and the family was out getting dinner there was only one option. Hit the local ponds for a 1 hour quickie. The worm was willing, the carp were game. A week from ice-out and there were tailers all over the place. According to the 4 Carp I got to know they currently want the fly dropped within about a foot of their nose with no twitch and no action. Who am I to disappoint.
Some Carp, some friends, nice day. Get out there...things are moving fast!