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New game in town?

Started by Woolly Bugger, June 09, 2013, 12:03:21 PM

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Woolly Bugger

June 09, 2013, 12:03:21 PM Last Edit: June 09, 2013, 12:07:04 PM by Woolly Bugger




I'm hanging out at the local fly shop and I run into this guy (RiverbumCo,
on the BRFFF and a lurker on the Drake) who's been fishing for carps on
the local waters during the brood II cicada brood II hatch. We talked for
a while be he didn't exactly say where he was crushing the big carp.
A couple of day later I got a semi cryptic PM, "Interested in carp on
cicadas a la terd Fergusons tr on the drake?  Tomorrow.   Lemme know"
I replied and we worked out the details as Tropical Storm Andrea 
threatened the east coast.  I took a look at the radar and read the
weather reports, "Weakened Andrea set to drench East Coast."
"you know it's gonna rain?", I inquired. "yeah, it'll be a warm rain" "okay"
After some confusion about the location of the boat ramp, we got things
confirmed, and I figured that if the weather really sucked I could bail in the morning.



Terd and RBCo pull up and we launch in short order. "All you need to
bring is a good attitude", says Turd as we cruise up the shoreline. 
It's spitting pretty good and the wind is whipping.  They offer up the
bow to the bugger but I defer to Terd, "to see how it's done".   





tools of the trade, one of these rods won't survive the day...

We moved up into some sheltered coves and it was easier to see the carp cruising.
It wasn't too long before the action started and Terd got a nice one to the boat.


















Lani Pope, our local hyper weather babe, reported that we might have a spell of
calm during the otherwise stormy day, and she nailed it as the rain stopped and
the wind dropped for the rest of the afternoon.





this one's for Bullships!









Now it was time for "the Woolliest of the Buggers" to give it a shot. Terd spotted for me
and I had some good shots, but a) missed 'em, b) trout set, c) set too soon, and d) finally
hooked something other than the bream I was bustin.  The fish fought hard, hard enough,
and then when they see the boat, the really don't like the boat, they take off hard. Too
big to net easily, I brought the fish around again and then, trying to turn its head into
the net, I broke off! Damn. 12 lb test isn't enough! They boys rigged me up with some
20 lb and a fresh cicada pattern. I missed a few more before hooking up with a beast
of a carp. It took 4 to 6 minutes to bring this slimy bastard to the boat. A carp virgin
no more I had renewed confidence as we motored about in search of another.  More
missed opportunities, before we saw a big boy cruising off of a brush pile, I laid the
cast down in front and watched and waited as the fish slowly swam over to the fly, it
sucked it down and I waited a second before putting the steel to the fish. BAM! The 8 wt.
doubled over as this guy headed to the bottom. It was quite a while before we even saw
this fish again and then four or five more minutes as the fish towed the boat in circles
before I could finally work it to the surface. Once again the sight of the boat freaked
out he fish and line went out in short but hard runs.

The 20 lb line held and the biggest fish of the day was netted. Slime dripped from the
fish in buckets as I held it for the photos. After releasing, it I said, "I feel like a gynecologist",
as I shook and rinsed the slime from my hands.










RBCo finished out the day with some bass while we waited for the dual boat ramp to clear. 





I had noticed that the flows on the SoHo were going to be favorable, and I didn't want
to ruin my chances of going by showing up late so were trying to get off the water by five,
which was good timing because the wind and three people on the boat had drained the
trolling motor battery. The guys on the left were having all sorts of issues, "Some people
shouldn't own boats." The truck would cut off as they tried to pull the boat, the boat would
slide off the trailer as the truck pulled away, the webbing on the winch broke, they
straightened the hook on the chain. They tried to motor the boat all the way up on the trailer.
They had been working on it for 45 minutes as we pulled into the now clear right ramp.



"5 will get you 10, we get out before they do," I remarked. Sure enough we were up on
the ramp getting everything sorted out before they finally got their boat pulled and I
heard one guy say, "next time fix the truck before we go boating again!"



The just to let you know that you in a rural shithead area, some oxy-loaded dude and
his GF step out of a junker with a smashed windshield and slides on over, and says in
slow motion, "I've got a boat, it doesn't have a motor. Do you know where I can get a motor?
Are they expensive?"  Then pointing to my fly rod, he mutters, "Is that hard to learn?"

There may be one to three more weeks of cicada top water action left, thanks for the
ride Terd and RiverbumCo. That last hook set plays over and over in my mind...


ex - I'm not going to live with you through one more fishing season!

me -There's a season?

Pastor explains icons to my son: you know like the fish symbol on the back of cars.

My son: My dad has two fish on his car and they're both trout!

RiverbumCO

I think you have our names backwards
My real name is Chad Farthouse.

Woolly Bugger

Quote from: RiverbumCO on June 09, 2013, 14:05:16 PM
I think you have our names backwards

that's not surprising.. ...

I started off the other way, then changed it... 

but you get the general picture,
-0- -0-
ex - I'm not going to live with you through one more fishing season!

me -There's a season?

Pastor explains icons to my son: you know like the fish symbol on the back of cars.

My son: My dad has two fish on his car and they're both trout!

Beetle


bullship

Quote from: Woolly Bugger on June 09, 2013, 14:07:29 PM
Quote from: RiverbumCO on June 09, 2013, 14:05:16 PM
I think you have our names backwards

that's not surprising.. ...

I started off the other way, then changed it... 

but you get the general picture,
-0- -0-
All 30 something fly fishing white dudes basically look the same. Fuck trout!
It's all shit, piss and bliss.

"This is the low rent district, and much like a trailer park, it doesn't attract the most upstanding citizens.
You can't piss in a mr coffee & get tasters choice."- Grannyknot

bullship

It's all shit, piss and bliss.

"This is the low rent district, and much like a trailer park, it doesn't attract the most upstanding citizens.
You can't piss in a mr coffee & get tasters choice."- Grannyknot

overbrook

hell yeah   'c; ....one day too I will lose my virginity to a sweet set of rubbery lips.  V:;

Dougfish

Quote from: overbrook on June 09, 2013, 18:57:59 PM
hell yeah   'c; ....one day too I will lose my virginity to a sweet set of rubbery lips.  V:;
Agree completely!  bd;0
Trying to lose it this week.  -0-

bullship

Quote from: Dougfish on June 09, 2013, 19:48:08 PM
Quote from: overbrook on June 09, 2013, 18:57:59 PM
hell yeah   'c; ....one day too I will lose my virginity to a sweet set of rubbery lips.  V:;
Agree completely!  bd;0
Trying to lose it this week.  -0-

Seriously? This forum is about to be flooded with carp addicts. Thank cod. I'm tired of sounding like a crackpot. Fuck trout!
It's all shit, piss and bliss.

"This is the low rent district, and much like a trailer park, it doesn't attract the most upstanding citizens.
You can't piss in a mr coffee & get tasters choice."- Grannyknot

Woolly Bugger

Quote from: bullship on June 09, 2013, 15:07:58 PM
Quote from: Woolly Bugger on June 09, 2013, 14:07:29 PM
Quote from: RiverbumCO on June 09, 2013, 14:05:16 PM
I think you have our names backwards

that's not surprising.. ...

I started off the other way, then changed it... 

but you get the general picture,
-0- -0-
All 30 something fly fishing white dudes basically look the same. Fuck trout!

Beards, sunglasses, hats, buffs, hell they coulda been twins...

Aging:

First you forget names,
Then you forget faces,
Then you forget to zip up,
Then you forget to zip down....

/'/ /'/ /'/

-0- -0- -0-


ex - I'm not going to live with you through one more fishing season!

me -There's a season?

Pastor explains icons to my son: you know like the fish symbol on the back of cars.

My son: My dad has two fish on his car and they're both trout!

Rhody

oh hell yeah, i agree with bullshippy, we are all ruined after this spring
nice azz fish
My picture weighs more than your picture.
J.M.

Transylwader

Fuck me sideways. Riverbum, I think I may quit my job (over the summer) and slum it for dem Carolina Bones (fattties or thinnies, no preference). I dig all of this shit! /'/
Woolly, you bastage sukk!

DRIFTS

Gotta geme me some that  'c;
l><))))))))))))))))),/*>~----------------------dave

Big J

That was most amazingly sweet.
"It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end." Hemingway

OldDominionAngler

First carp is a grass carp on a cidada from the bow of a boat...lucky bastard!   Sweet report.  'c;


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