|Only fair to release it to it's side of the fence. Looks awkward? You should have seen us land it.|
|At times it was kind of creepy, but it was also beautiful|
|There were at least 20 carp in front of me. What, can't you see them?|
|The grass carp are soooooo jealous|
|John Deep Deep In The Shit - And Yes, He Hooked Up!|
For now and the foresee-able future any nearby parks, grass fields, shrub-land and farm pastures are no longer the purveyance of man. This is now carp country folks.
|The carp were totally game for a picnic|
|Turtle grass in Oregon? Nah, just good old park lawn|
I remember as a child having dreams of how bizarre and interesting it would be to live through a flood. I am sure that most kids have had these visions at some point. Pictures of floating a canoe down main-street and fishing from your front porch. The reality is no dream of course. Floods ruin many lives and livelihoods every year. Nevertheless, I could feel that childlike fascination creeping in many times over the trip and it truly was amazing to not only fish, but have significant success in these conditions. Thank you so much John, I will never forget this experience!
How significant was the success? We will get to that eventually, but if you just can't stand cliff-hangers take a jaunt over to Carp on the fly for the skinny.
|Obligatory one-hander. Eat your heart out WFF, I found a 6lber!|