There was a time when ignorance pravailed. The Atlantic Ocean is spilling off the side of the world. The moon is most likely made of limberger and our destruction will come from the big-headed people on Mars. It has been true in some sectors of the fly fishing world, too. Alaskans used to claim reds (sockeye salmon) would not eat a fly. They don't eat. Ya gotta snag 'em. But now we know better. And people used to claim corn, dough balls and fiberglass arrows were the only ways to take carp. They're bottom feeders! And look at us now. Fly fishing for carp is the fastest growing and most accessible faction of the sport! (I take only a tiny, shared amount of credit for this, btw...) Now, a fair number of years into the wide-spread acceptance of carp fly fishing we are seeing great leaps forword in technique and in flies. Remember when the only good carp fly was a Clouser Swimming Nymph? Remember when Barry Reynolds book Carp on the Fly was just an oddity fly shops stocked as a joke or novalty to trigger weird conversation? Now the hardcore carp bloggers have picked up that loose ball and spiked it in the endzone. The amount of good, informative writing available online is now immense and the willingness of these fly anglers/writers to share not only their knowledge, but their favorite mud flats have finally opened this highly challanging and addictive form of fishing to the masses. And every new convert will inevitably create his or her new and better carp-specific fly pattern. It has been fun to watch and be a part of...
There have also been some unforseen perks of this carp/warm water revolution. Once the negative "trash fish" stigma fell to the wayside amongst the more advanced and enegetic fly fishers, other doors and frontiers have flung open and been explored. Gar, freshwater drum (sheephead), catfish, and bowfin are all fish to be hunted, coveted and the photos of their capture are circulated around the most devote tables. This is a fine example of a new generation taking what they have been handed, not complaining about the old or broken parts, and making it better.
Big black perk Erin holds. I love catfish while carpin. People still come up and tell me where to find trout, not the right person to bother that way.
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Long Live the Revolution! Man I wish we had more Drum and that we had Gar period in CO. I don't suppose you have a secret Gar stash? Of course that would be secret so forget I asked.
ReplyDeleteI wish I had one, comrade!
DeleteI grew up in the day when there were only three kinds of fish--keepers, ones that had to go back, and trash fish--and I have the shoebox of photos of obscene spreads of dead Canadian fish to (regrettably, except for the way my grandmother fried crappie fillets) prove it. We've come a long way, baby.
ReplyDeleteYesterday, a friend and I broke off some slow bass fishing to go iso carp, and he got his first one on a fly rod in the process. (Black leeches were the ticket.) He was asking about carp flies. There didn't used to be carp flies, I said. You just used whatever--leeches, damsels, buggers, little nymphs...
Catfish are another story. I caught one a bunch of years ago at Pella by accident. It ate a black bunny fly I was throwing at bass. I've taken opportunistic shots on them since w/o success or even the faintest detectable interest. Anybody have any insights into targeting cats?
Every lake I have found them here on the front range has been a different story...Macky, Pella, Sawhill and Viele...usually on black Backstabbers or black Meat Whistles...sometime sight casting when they are acting like carp...other times blind when throwing for bass.
DeleteI've been putting white flies on them. White has (had) been the hot bass color.
DeleteSaw a couple mixed groups of bass and catfish yesterday, looked like the bass were trailing the cats. The bass were all decent ones. I'd never seen behavior like that, wasn't sure what was going on.
A revolution? What did I miss!
ReplyDeleteSweet cat Erin...I caught a five lb channel on a size 10 hares ear in MN one time. Those suckers will eat anything.
Well you see, the revolution is mainly an excuse to call each other comrade. Comrade.
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