I can hear my 8 wt humming in the corner. I made the mistake of reading this out loud to my wife and I think it overhead me.
Kinda like a lab when the guns come out, they know it's time to play.
An ode to carp:
Oh golden dreams,
they lurk in current seams,
and in the lakes,
Make no mistakes,
for they are wary,
and kind of scary,
To have one on,
just after dawn,
fufills my dreams,
as the reel screams,
How I long to go,
to Idaho,
Where the sun doth shine,
on those carp so fine.
Not sure what came over me there, must be working to hard today. Never claimed to be poet and now you all know why.

We fish for Carp, 'cause they remind us of ramcat & sheep. Last time we saw a mouth like ramcat's it had a hook in it. But seriously folks, it's a good cause-- a college fund for a soon-to-be-born kid, who's flyfishing dad died much too early from a heart attack.

And there's lots of beer. . .the cooler in the photo is empty, cause it held that fish.

The Idaho Fish & Game have requested that we kill the carp. . .but way too many show up at the weigh-in.

Hope to see you there (from one of the 'goons').

So there is beer. Sweet!

I've always called carp bronze rockets. Great fight on a fly rod and knuckle busters if your not careful. I love to carp fish on a fly but not enough to travel 3000 miles to do it.

Either way it doesn't mean we can't share patterns and methods.

WOW
...a picture of a dead mirror carp with a digi scale hook through its head and a bunch of goons in the background with that deviant look.

Idaho...where carp are the new sheep