Got out to do some carping lately. During brief windows of good weather, after work, or between softball games, I might get an hour to run to Banks Lake and make something happen. My first outing was an hour during Mother's Day, in the evening. Weather was calm and warm. I went to my closest spot, my nemesis, as there is always alot of carp there. Water clarity is only ten inches usually, and sight fishing is hard. I've tried over a half- dozen times to catch a carp at this flat, and have always been skunked. But things were different this time. I have gotten better at this carp fishing stuff. I quickly realized that all those carp tails I saw as I pulled up were actually toads, having huge mating orgies,making odd chirping noises . I pulled one from the water to snap a pic. It started panicking, chirping, and secreting some weird milky toxin from the pores on it's back. I threw it back before any got on me. Instead of trying in vain the whole time to spot a fish to present my fly to, I tried a different approach. Carp were pushing and shoving through the reeds about twenty five feet away from me across a channel about five feet deep. I would note the progress and direction of the fish by the were and which direction the reeds were bending. I was pretty sure I could time the fish by casting a little over a foot in front of the bending reeds, and while letting my fly sink, strip every so painfully slow. It worked like a charm, and I missed two in short order. I still wasn't sure if I was getting legit eats, or foul hooking. A couple casts later, I was proven they were eating it. A few days later I had another shot. The weather was nice, no obligations, an hour to kill. I returned to the cove that used to be my nemesis, while Enlightened banged away for bass in the next cove over. Using the same tactics, I pulled the same stats for the night. Two misses, and one landed in an hour. Plus briefly hooking a big bass, to have it throw the hook on the jump. I took off as soon as I landed the carp, meeting Enlightened at the car perfectly! She had hooked and lost six bass, and one walleye. But failed to get any into the net. I have a feeling I'm going to be chasing alot of warmwater fish this summer!