Posts tagged “carp

Carp Sex

Posted on May 20, 2011

  I had a small window of time to get it done today, my only alloted fishing time this week. The carp were getting it done, too. Full on spawn.   Funny how pheramones and the need to proliferate trump all. On a normal day these fish spook at the sound of a footstep on the bank at 80 feet. Today, I could have lobbed grenades in the water and they would have doubled back and reconvened with purpose.   All I could do was break down the rod, pull out the camera, and get some grainy voyeur shots for posterity.  

Carp on the Fly: The Interview

Posted on May 12, 2008

I’ve already declared 2008 the Year of the Carp. One reason for that, besides occasionally obsessing about weird fish, is I’m tired of living vicariously through the exploits of John Montana, who posts all about whacking carp on one of my favorite blogs, Carp on the Fly. He also routinely competes for the Slab of the Month on Moldy Chum. (I think he won the whole year once.) There are several stages to the carp fly fisherman, and since I’m still at the flailing like an idiot stage I figured I’d pick his brain about how to get it done. He was kind enough to answer my questions: 1. What is it about carp that makes a grown man dedicate so much of his free…

Why Carp?

Posted on April 24, 2008

(Photo from Carp on the Fly.) Why have I declared 2008 the year of the carp? (For me anyway; Eric Byrnes of the AZ Diamondbacks has declared it to be “The Year of the Mustache.”) Because when I check out other blogs like the DayTripper and read stuff like this: There’s an age old question. What happens when an unmovable object is hit with an unstoppable force? I don’t know about all that physics stuff, but what I do know is that when you take an unmovable object and combine it with an unstoppable force, you get a Carp. I don’t care if you’ve got a 10wt and 50 pound test, you aren’t going to make one of these fish do anything they don’t…

NYC: Not Far From The Madding Crowd

Posted on April 23, 2008

Never fish Central Park during a school holiday. I headed up to the Park and met up with Randy Kadish and Matt Stansberry’s brother Nate to try for some bass. So did about 800 other people. I guess when you’re in a city comprised of millions, expecting to find fly fishing solace on a 70 degree day in the Park when school’s out is not realistic.  For every ten feet of water I worked, a guy with a spinner and a soft plastic rig would be working ahead of me. Sloppy seconds doesn’t get the bass. Kids were throwing rocks in the remaining heretofore undisturbed water. We were lucky to get a couple of bluegill and crappie. Still, there’s something gratifying about clicking through the…

  

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