Have you ever tried to take a picture of a blitz? There is bait flying everywhere and game fish doing cartwheels and water splashing and boiling and pure mayhem. So you aim the camera and take 10 pictures, and yet when you get home and look at them, the water looks calm and fishless, except maybe a ripple here and there. I found the tailing carp and buffalo mecca the other day and tried to capture four or five tails out of the water simultaneously, but nothing came out showing more than one. You’ll have to imagine it. Anyway, there were carp, there were buffalo, and they were all doing this, hard:
At one point, I cast to a tail and got stuck on a snag. On my way over to the snag to free my fly, another fish started tailing right over my snag. I was yanking the rod and whipping the water trying to get the fly unglued but the fish wouldn’t stop tailing on it.
The water was just that muddy: the fish didn’t know I was there, and really couldn’t see my fly either. I snagged a couple in the face just for good measure– I mean, I kept running the fly closer and closer to them hoping they’d see it until one cast would get too close.
Carp and buffalo weren’t the only thing tailing: this channel cat went about 3 pounds and would have been a good keeper size catfish– if you like catfish which I don’t, so I let it go.
Despite the “ugly water,” the fish kept things interesting, and if you looked hard enough, there was plenty of beauty on the mud flat, too.