Saturday Fixed Line Fishing
by Vic Velasco
I hit my spot along the C&O Canal in Maryland to cast some blue flies to the carp and sunfish that line the banks. The first carp I cast to gave me an outright refusal - looked the fly over, turned away and swam off like it was saying "don't waste my time". I saw a few others swimming - cast to them and got no response (note to self - don't bother casting to carp on the move). Saw another rooting around the base of a mulberry bush and cast the blueberry fly - it took a pause, saw the fly and inhaled it - hook up and the fight began! Eight minutes later and I had a tired carp in hand. This one was just short of 17". I had another hooked shortly afterwards - much bigger - and after just a minute, it had made sudden turn away from the direction I was pulling and off went my lilian. I am addicted now - these things aren't big bonefish on a tropical flat, instead they are in their own class. Thick, muscular, muddy golden beast that give you the same sight casting adrenaline hits that bonefish can - look carefully at your local water - you might have some hidden gems in there!
“The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten” – Benjamin Franklin
"Study to be quiet." - Izaak Walton 1653
"Be sure in casting, that your fly fall first into the water, for if the line fall first, it scares or frightens the fish..." Col. Robert Venables 1662
As age slows my pace, I will become more like the heron.
The hooks are sharp.
The coffee's hot.
The fish are slippery when wet.
Beware of the Dogma