We fished way back in the shit today on the Big C. John Montana really put us on amazing numbers of fish. It was total dinkin and dunkin as we worked our way through hundreds if not thousands of carp piled up in crazy conditions. Piled up in grass, over roads, under barbed wire and even in flooded picnic areas. John caught fish nearly at will through it all. I had to adjust a little and overcome the most serious case of buck fever I can remember but eventually chilled out and started hookin up at a decent pace.
If next you see me I have full face paint and wearing a gilly suit don't worry. Its just jungle fever, it should pass.