My obsession with carp on the fly began 4 years ago when a fly-fishing friend of mine took my brother and me to a local lake here on the Front Range. My friend said to just show up and bring crawdad patterns. I had no idea what to expect and admittedly had no idea how to catch carp on the fly. I assumed in some way it would resemble bass fishing where they give it up pretty easily after dangling a pretty fly in front of them. With that false assumption in mind, I was prepared for a day of non-stop excitement and gratuitous grips-and-grins. After casting enormous streamers and everything else that pounded the water like cannon balls with not even so much as a glance from a carp or any other fish for that matter, I began to understand in a small way that fly fishing for carp might be hard.
|Anyone see a carp around here. Photo taken by Kelly Shepherd.|
|My first carp - caught on a black Bouface streamer. |
Photo taken by Kelly Shepherd.
I would be remiss if I did not mention that Jay Zimmerman first introduced me to fly fishing for carp. Jay was kind enough to post my journey to the Dark Side on his blog back in 2012. Thanks, Jay!