After several hours casting practice it was time for some fun. I set up my 9ft 6# and tied on an imitation dog biscuit tied from deer hair, I know its not strictly a true "fly" but with only a couple of hours light left it was fair game. Starting well away from any of the Course anglers a few free dog biscuits were scattered near the Lilly pads and the wait was on.
We didn't have to wait for long as a big pair of lips came up and slurped in the biscuits, action stations and I was in with the imitation. A swirl or two under it, wait , wait , agony as the carp took in another free offering. Then all hell broke loose as another fish had come in from the blind side and wallop the fly rod was being given a run for its money.........hold on. A cracking scrap and a lovely common hitting the net.
|First ever Carp On the Fly!!- The Grin says it all|
Its was Dads turn and after a few more biscuits going in, the interest was still there, it was in again and as soon as the imitation hit the water a fish smashed into it, not a Carp but a Chub, a nice fish and one neither of us had ever caught on the fly.
A couple of the course anglers noticed what was going on and came over to have a chat as I hooked into my second carp of the evening, with three fish in the first forty or so minutes the course boys really wanted to find out more about this Fly Fishing lark, a few converts in the making I think?!!.
Three carp for myself, a nice common and chub for my dad was the sum total of the evening, the number we had missed was unbelievable, and just watching and waiting for theses fish to suck in your fly is unbearable at times. Well worth a go if you get the chance, I'll certainly be doing it all again very soon.
|Dads nice common.|
|A nice Mirror|