A First Before the First

i finally got to go out and fish an area that i heard many good things about.  the temperature was in the mid-60s, and by the time i arrived at 11 AM, there were a bunch of guys already there, some with light spinning rods, and some with fly rods.  everyone i met was incredibly nice and helpful, freely offering me tips and useful information.  it's pretty amazing how gracious and affable people are when you leave the northeast. 

most of those people were there to catch the recently stocked, 8-10" rainbow trout or the plentiful blue catfish.  i, other the other hand, was on a different mission.  i was after carp.  common, mirror, buffalo, whatever.

i left the crowds of people fishing the same holes and ventured further away, finally getting to an isolated area that contained a large, deep pool, and a couple of close-by sand bars.  i climbed the steep hill nearby for a better look, and i could spot some bass and several rainbows.  there were also two pods of large, slow moving carp, altogether about 10-12 fish.  there was one that might have been 20 lbs, but hard to tell at a distance.  i realized immediately that only a few of them moved as if they were feeding.  good thing i watched Mr. P's video recently.



anyways, i snuck up on the fish, cast to them in 3 feet of crystal clear water, and i'm proud to say that i caught my first buffalo carp on a fly.

i used a 5wt rod, and the fly i used was Roughfisher's Carp Crack that I tied in my custom rust color dubbing.