Carlymoomoo
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Awesome event! I'll post some additional pics when my wife lets me quit working. She was nice enough to let me off a couple of days last week to attend it, and now I'm paying the piper!
For now, here's a picture I would have loved to have submitted to for the FFF Sunrise Award. Looking east toward the Gazebo Swim from our peg Saturday morning during the ATC.
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Love PowerPro braid. My reels are spooled with 65# only because I couldn't find the big 1,500 yard bulk rolls in 40# at the time. I use the Vermillion Red color, which, according to Neil, is one of the first colors to disappear underwater.
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And the Android version is available where?
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Here's a "well-worn" buffalo at 26 pounds from Emma Long here in Texas. Note the tail fin. That had to smart.
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Last Saturday, Neil, Willem and I were fishing down in Austin (Decker Lake) when a couple of bass fishermen in a boat pulled up and asked if we had a set of scales. What they pulled out of their live well was a 32# buffalo. It took them about 5 minutes just to get it out. Obviously, live wells were never made for fish that big. After weighing the beast, they promptly put it back in the live well, saying they were taking it to someone who wanted to eat it. We gave them the whole lecture about eating the large fish, how they have all the accumulated chemicals and pesticides in their body, how the smaller ones are the best eating, etc. To no avail. All we can do is try to educate them and maybe, someday down the road our efforts will pay off. You just never know.
I would have loved to have a video of them catching it though. One of them hooked it in the tail fin with a Rattle Trap. I bet that was the most fight he'll ever have from a fish.
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I use the Delkim swingers, but still have my old Fox ones. They would be my first choice if I had to give up my Delks.
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Would love to assist in the peg sign placing, but I'm afraid I won't be there until between 4 and 5 pm. Maybe next time...
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Love it when kids take an interest in carping. The other day my grand-daughter Raelyn (4-1/2 years old) out of the blue from her car seat behind me asked "Grandpa, when can we go fishing again?" My wife thinks we're both nuts.
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Neil and I used to fish a small community lake here in Texas. For a while, we were the only ones fishing it. The first couple of trips, several nice 20+ pound fish were banked. But all of the sudden, we couldn't catch one to save our lives, and there were suddenly scores of fishermen on the weekend. Then we talked to an old man who said the Fish and Wildlife department were starting to stock it with trout (the waters here are too warm for them to reproduce) every week. This was only a three acre lake and last time we fished it there were 45 people fishing around it. Most were fishing for trout, but the carp were being wiped out too. The old man told us about someone he saw a few weeks earlier who caught a huge yellow and black koi, just to take it home and eat it. Needless to say, we've never fished that lake again.
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Neil, change my order from two mediums to two larges. My wife Vonda says that the way I'm going, by the time they come in, the larges will fit. I say it's the fact that shirt sizes are slowly getting smaller over the years. My wife is making a suggestion as to the cause that is so crazy I can't repeat it. ;-)
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I'm still waiting for my copy, too. But based on the past performance of my local Post Office, that's not too surprising. I've lost all confidence in them. A few examples:
Last week I received two months' worth of Readers Digests on the same day. Some years ago I was expecting a check that was more than 2 weeks late, so the company reissued it. The second check arrived just fine. But three weeks after I got the reissued check, the first one finally arrived (5 weeks total). A couple years ago I mailed a bill payment, and a few days later, the P.O. returned half of an empty envelope to me (the part with the return address). Since they had destroyed the envelope and my check was missing, I asked them to pay my bank's "stop payment" fee -- which they refused to do. After that, I started paying all my bills on line, and asking for an electronic funds transfer any time a company sends me money. Also, I constantly get "junk mail" ads and coupons for deals that have already expired.
I'm sure my copy will arrive -- someday.
About the junk mail... It's always fun to take one of their "Return Postage Paid" envelopes (with the postage pre-paid), stuff it full of other junk mail, and send it back to them. Maybe some day they'll get the hint. But probably not.
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Just got mine today in Weatherford, Texas @ Zip 76086. (January 23)
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"HOOTERS would not hire him as a waiter because the position was being limited to females by an employer "who merely wishes to exploit female sexuality as a marketing tool to attract customers and insure profitability."
I thought that was the whole point!
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and that's why the HOOTERS girls are lucky
the lake will be "HOT"... big buffs, , big carp, and perhaps a few grassers....... only a few weeks left,,,,,, ARE YOU READY ????
Keith will handle side pots,,,,in the past there have been a few nice money winners,,,,
Personally, I'm getting takeout...
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Awesome!
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Gotta hand it to Neil... Who else do we know that can not only have a sold out event, but sell out the same event TWICE!!!
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Neil, put me down for two mediums.
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Counts as a snow carp!
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I think I posted this a couple of years ago, but it is still by far the funniest (although not particularly at the time) carp fishing trip I've had the pleasure of going on.
It was mid July, and because the daytime temps were so high here in Texas, Neil and I decided to hit a lake we hadn't been to before and do a little night fishing. We arrived at about 6:00 in the evening and quickly got our gear set up and a little boiled corn thrown out for chum. We had just set up our folding chairs and was starting to relax, when both our alarms went off at the same time. We quickly landed a couple of nice 8 or 9 pound carp. We had barely got our rods rebaited and cast back out when our other rods both took off. HOT DAMN!
This lasted for over a half hour with several fish caught by each of us. During a lull in the action, I pulled up the radar screen on my new-fangled smartphone I had just gotten. I looked over at Neil and asked "What does it mean when a big maroon blob is headed your way?" We both turned to look at the sky behind us and it was black. I quickly got an armfull of gear to put back in the cab of the truck to keep it dry and Neil did the same. I got to the truck first and waited for Neil as the door was locked. Upon his arrival, he also became aware that the truck was locked, and that's when I noticed the keys laying inside on the console. Not good.
It was at that exact moment that the flood of biblical proportions hit us. High winds mixed with a torrential rain and a little lightning thrown in for fun. We both stood on the downwind side of Neil's truck desperately trying to stay dry. No such luck. The wind would suddenly change direction and hit us from the other side. Or it would stop for a few seconds and the rain would just come straight down. Twice Neil's rod pod blew into the lake and we both ran to catch it. All our bite alarms were going off constantly. I started to wonder how long the batteries would last at that rate. Our legs from the knees down had muddy water running down them because the wind was picking up dirt and mud and blowing it underneath the truck at us. All we could do was stand there and make jokes. Luckily there weren't any trees to get under (remember the lightening?), as I could see tomorrow's newspaper headline... "Idiot Carp Fishermen Incur Wrath of God".
Out on the lake, a boater was desperately trying to reach the boat ramp as his wife was backing up the trailer. He finally gave up and ran back out to the middle of the lake to ride out the storm. By this time there wasn't a spot on us that was still dry. Our wallets, clothes and everything was soaked. Luckily, both our phones were inside nice and dry. We have since determined that I put my phone in the truck and accidentally locked the door on the way out. We have both since learned to listen for the telltale "click" when getting out. It still happens now and then.
After about an hour, the storm blew over and a beautiful rainbow appeared. I would have gladly traded the rainbow for a couple of rain ponchos, or better yet, a key. Since we had no phones, Neil walked over to where the boater's wife was still parked and borrowed her phone. Would you believe the local police department closed at 5:00? All he got was a recording telling him to call back tomorrow. So if you ever wanted to rob a bank, I'll tell you where to go. He tried a local locksmith and lo and behold, the man was there within 15 minutes. By the time he got there, we were back onto the fish again. The man even had to wait for us to finish landing another one to get paid. All in all, we caught over 45 fish between that evening and 9 the next morning.
I guess it's true you remember the trips with nasty weather the most. If so, this is one trip I'm taking to the grave.
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Frank, as much as I'd like to claim that name, mine is Carl, not Chuck. Of course I did teach him everything he knows...
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CMM, just as long as she doesn't move and doesn't leave a forwarding address, you're OK.
Come to think of it, I haven't seen her in a couple of days...
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How about a carp, buffalo and grass carp (white amur)? Including new PBs for both the buff and grasser!
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My goodness, what are we coming to????
It's a good thing we are all friends or imagine what this thread would be like. 
BTW, the ATC sounds like a lot of fun but not in the $$$$ budget. My wife wastes our money on things like food, clothing, dog food, and shelter. 
I feel for you. My wife finds out I want to leave for a few days and she's packing my bags and putting money in my hands. It's got to be love. What else could it be?
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I know it doesn't count, as there's no rod pod in the picture, but when you have the sunrise behind you you have to make do with what you have. My Reuben Heaton with the sunrise behind it. I was not about to wade waist-deep in the lake just to get my rod pod in the picture!
And for those of you who notice the pointer on the scale, I set it to read exactly zero with an empty, wet weigh sling. No math needed when weighing a fish. Hence the pointer reading a couple of pounds under zero.
HOLY CRAPOLA
in ATC 2014
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If a peg like the Gazebo or Redbud is smokin' on Friday, that's almost reason enough NOT to pick it on Saturday. Sometimes I think the fish in that lake are all just lost and are constantly wandering around lookin' for home. They don't seem to stay anywhere for long.