This morning had one good thing in the forecast: no wind. That told me I should get back out after the freshwater cows of CT. I waited quite a while for some grazers to show up, and eventually the did. They were all good fish, but what one, if any, would I catch?
Let's try for the one on the far right, shall we? He took and I missed. He did not seem to spook though. The fish all continued to feed. They moved around a lot, so I'm not sure which of those fish I ended up casting to next. I was lucky enough that it tilted down and took.
The fight was not as nail biting as carp fights usually are, I didn't even get down to my backing. That being said it was no easy battle. It lasted probably fifteen minutes. The fish weaved in and out of the rocks in front of me and I had to avoid getting the leader caught up on them. Eventually I pulled the fish onto a sand bar and tailed it. Boy is it gorgeous.
The yellow and orange of this carp are particularly bright, and it has some isolated silver scales. Just
Maybe I'll go back later.