Holy Carp.


I’ve put in a decent amount of time working this local bayou in Houston. I’ve learned how and where to spot these fish. I’ve dreamt about catching carp the last three nights. I’ve named a few stretches of water. The Buffalo Hole. Pleco flats. The Falling Rat Bridge (Falling Rat for short. It is exactly what it sounds like). The Trash Curve (also exactly what it sounds like). The names aren’t pretty, but, man, these grass carp are a fun challenge. I’ve got a few more days to recreate some magic and possibly get some more footage.

Stay tuned…

ps. if you haven’t stopped by the OBN in a bit, they are getting at it again, so get over there and see what you can find…

Wish Me Luck

On the 3rd walkabout in the local Houston bayou, I not only found a full bottle of Tramadol (someone is probably missing that, bigtime), but I also found where the big boys are hiding….. Now just to find out how to get a take. There probably won’t be a video if I don’t land a fish; I did that last time. No, this time, we mean business. I’m in the mood for a Houston, winter carp. I’ve got until March to make this happen.

Wish me luck.

What Houston Has to Offer

I’ve been sent to Houston for a month of hard work, but somehow, my fly rod ended up in my hotel room. I’ve got some plans for some urban outings over the next few weeks that will hopefully provide for some cool footage, and, hopefully, my first carp on the fly, among other species.

I’ve noticed there are some great resources down here including the Texas Fly Fishers, a huge organization of fly fishing enthusiasts. I may end up trying to connect with them if time allows. I’ll keep you all posted.


See the video “Carpocalypse” showing the culmination of my Houston experience HERE.