The Platte still is giving it up, Drapeau hasn’t forgotten how to fish since living back east, Kendrick is his usual stuff. Carry on.
I met lots of dudes, did some fishing, competed in Carp Slam and didn’t win.
Humble photographic artiste Alex Landeen was in for the festivities with a singular goal of catching a Colorado carp. Mission accomplished, fantastic job Mr. Landeen. I in fact, have the first carp he ever caught filmed on my iPhone for your enjoyment… (P.S. he didn’t actually use oatmeal and crisco)
So I’m sure many of you are wondering why I didn’t win. The easiest thing I could say was that it wasn’t my fault, it was the beat, but then I’d be like every other loser. I had maybe three good shots at tailing fish and missed two of them so yes, I choked a little bit. We also just didn’t see a lot of fish in the first hour of the morning session and really the entire afternoon session. Our poor controller though, we must have walked 10 miles up and down those beats looking for fish. My feet are killing me.
So yeah we got one fish, 30 inches, which wasn’t bad except that our boy McTage brought out the hammer of death in the afternoon session and walked away with Carp Cup glory this year. I can’t remember but his team had something like 111 inches of carp yesterday which is a serious amount of fish. After a few photographs and about 13 beers he looked extremely excited. I look forward to him commenting on this when his hangover subsides on Tuesday.
Carp Slam was a total blast and there is no question that I’m signing up next year. The free food and drink were all top notch and the volunteers did a great job with making sure the event went off without a hitch. It is pretty hard to get a bunch of fisherman organized for an engagement that requires adult behavior so for that I must applaud the organizers. Thanks to everyone who helped make this happen, it was a truly unique experience.
Until the 2011 Carp Slam here in the mile high city. They tell me that the competition prohibits fishing the river starting tonight so we got out for one more scouting mission.
It was a productive morning, if Tyler and I are fortunate enough to team up together watch out. Between his fishing and my netting nothing can stop us.