And so it begins...
Buzzing north to watch Final Four (puke, guffaw, vomit games) I had ~20 minutes to stop for some scouting... need to do some serious planning before John Montana gets here later in the month. I stopped at one of my old Cannon River joints and saw no fish in the greater part of the water. I did find an interesting situation though - here it is:
Perched up high I was shielding my eyes and just studying the water in a little spillway ever so intensely. After a minute of staring I started to pick up on some grey ghost-like forms ~4-5 feet beneath the surface... good thing to see there. I watched for a while and noticed that they were hanging by a foam line and moving laterally now and then - like freaking TROUT feeding on nymphs. I ran back to the car with ~10 minutes left on the clock... sprinted to the spillway and found that my new 7 wt line wasn't with leader. HA! No big deal - quick tied a perfection loop in the end of the line and put on a straight 3x flourocarbon leader of ~10 feet - thinking that for "jigging" this would do just fine. Tried a few drifts, but got nothing... at the side of the water I couldn't see the fish. So I ran back up to my vantage point and marked where they were hanging by noting streamside veg... ran back down, and laid a little flip upstream and mended into the foam line... watching the perfection loop as a strike indicator - with very low hope of catching a fish... wouldn't you know it though - saw a little twitch of that loop - picked up the rod and felt that glorious resistance. The freaking carp was caught just like one would catch a feeding trout! Very cool.
After little fanfare (no big runs at all - I kept asking the fish to go, but it would only bull out ~6-8 feet of line at a time - still played for ~8 minutes), this beautiful carp was brought to hand gently in the shallows. On close examination I noticed it exhibited symptoms typically associated with a condition that is spreading across the warmwater of souteast MN: in fisheries circles it's known as SCITUL (Swimming Clouser In The Upper Lip).
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A few notes then:
(1) Have gear ready to go... first carping of the spring though, so maybe excusable.
(2) You don't need a lot of time to catch a carp and be a happy person.
(3) 7 wt is too much for this water - to date I had used only 4 wt.
(4) The Swimming Clouser is an absolutely invaluable pattern.
(5) While it was cool to trout-nymph up a carp, it does not compare to sight fishing. Despite what some may say "catching a fish any way you can do it" is not the way to go, IMO. Dropping corn in the slack water of this spillway and waiting would have been dogmeat. Mr. P from CAG says "The take is the premiere moment," and he is right on.... can't wait to see the first take of 2008.
Buzzing north to watch Final Four (puke, guffaw, vomit games) I had ~20 minutes to stop for some scouting... need to do some serious planning before John Montana gets here later in the month. I stopped at one of my old Cannon River joints and saw no fish in the greater part of the water. I did find an interesting situation though - here it is:
Perched up high I was shielding my eyes and just studying the water in a little spillway ever so intensely. After a minute of staring I started to pick up on some grey ghost-like forms ~4-5 feet beneath the surface... good thing to see there. I watched for a while and noticed that they were hanging by a foam line and moving laterally now and then - like freaking TROUT feeding on nymphs. I ran back to the car with ~10 minutes left on the clock... sprinted to the spillway and found that my new 7 wt line wasn't with leader. HA! No big deal - quick tied a perfection loop in the end of the line and put on a straight 3x flourocarbon leader of ~10 feet - thinking that for "jigging" this would do just fine. Tried a few drifts, but got nothing... at the side of the water I couldn't see the fish. So I ran back up to my vantage point and marked where they were hanging by noting streamside veg... ran back down, and laid a little flip upstream and mended into the foam line... watching the perfection loop as a strike indicator - with very low hope of catching a fish... wouldn't you know it though - saw a little twitch of that loop - picked up the rod and felt that glorious resistance. The freaking carp was caught just like one would catch a feeding trout! Very cool.
After little fanfare (no big runs at all - I kept asking the fish to go, but it would only bull out ~6-8 feet of line at a time - still played for ~8 minutes), this beautiful carp was brought to hand gently in the shallows. On close examination I noticed it exhibited symptoms typically associated with a condition that is spreading across the warmwater of souteast MN: in fisheries circles it's known as SCITUL (Swimming Clouser In The Upper Lip).
.jpg)
A few notes then:
(1) Have gear ready to go... first carping of the spring though, so maybe excusable.
(2) You don't need a lot of time to catch a carp and be a happy person.
(3) 7 wt is too much for this water - to date I had used only 4 wt.
(4) The Swimming Clouser is an absolutely invaluable pattern.
(5) While it was cool to trout-nymph up a carp, it does not compare to sight fishing. Despite what some may say "catching a fish any way you can do it" is not the way to go, IMO. Dropping corn in the slack water of this spillway and waiting would have been dogmeat. Mr. P from CAG says "The take is the premiere moment," and he is right on.... can't wait to see the first take of 2008.

5 Comments:
great blog, lovely photos
at least you got the first carp out of the way. a simple slap on the wrist shall suffice for not having your shit together and gear ready to go. you were SCOUTING after all....
This weekend was a bust for me in the metro. At least it makes me appreciate the productiveness of my home waters.
congrats on the first carp of the year.
As I type, my reel still sits in my trunk with sloppy loop on the fly line and a straight leader. What if I see a carp that I have to cast to today? Better fix that bit.
Sorry about the metro deal. Did you see any fish?
Great pic of the carp. I guess you should have just kept fishing considering the entertainment value of the F4 games. Did you meet up with Rasputen at the gahtering?
Rasputin was not around. However, some of his colleagues made appearances.
What a couple of garbage games.
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