It was pushing 100º by 7:00 am and I was cursing myself for wearing a black shirt (which is what happens when you get dressed in the dark). The fishing was unbelievably slow and for an hour and a half I had fished without any success. Carp were feeding out the film but all I had was my box of leeches. Luckily, Jason was kind enough to lend me one of his bread flies to break the curse. After a couple of refusals I found this beauty willing to play along. Ugly fish need love too…
A mirror…gorgeous!
The scale pattern is crazy!
Yeah, one of the weirder looking fish that I’ve brought in. Who knows what’s in that water in those ponds…
Ben