Last night I tied two new Carpola Charlie carp flies in olive and brown, and olive and black with variegated legs. The Carpola Charlie was a killer pattern last season, but, has seen little action this year.
Getting on the creek about mid-morning it was easy to tell the carp were active and mudding frantically. Any chance of seeing lots of carp was slowing drifting downstream within the clouds of muddy water.
Downstream in the shallows of one pasture there was a stray beeve - a lone grazer. Looking into the possibles pouch, I spotted the olive and brown Carpola tied last night and this warrior went on and was sent sailing toward the carp. Carpola landed about eight inches above and to the side of the beast and quickly disappeared from sight. However, in watching the behaviour of the beeve I could tell he was on it. Quick lift of the glass rod and the beeve suddenly went on stampede. He was peeling line like nobodies business and took me near the backing. I had to turn him because he was headed for a brush pile. Fortunately the tippet held.
|Carp are such gallant fighters.|
|Scale missing from battle?|
The weather forecaster promises a cold front to arrive next week - on the first day of summer actually. How ironic. Until then, I'm staying cool.
Catch you in the shade.