My first near encounter with carp came when I was about 5 years old. My grandmother had taken my cousin (who was about 8 years old), my sister, and I to the city park in Evansville, Indiana. (We walked right by the plant where Indian Archery was located.)
With the help of my grandmother and cousin I was outfited with a broomstick, heavy cotton cord, and a large hook baited with bread. I had the broomstick laying on a concrete drain and the hook and bread were just barely visible in about two feet of water.
I sat there for awhile leaning out to watch the bait. After a while I looked away for a moment and when I looked back there was this huge fish inspecting the bait. That's where I made a mistake by announcing what I was seeing. My cousin ran over, grabbed the broomstick, and gave it a vicious yank out of the water. At that point this grandad carp turned and disappeared into the depths of the dark waters of Garvins Park.
Thinking back, I wonder if a 5 year old would have any chance of landing a 20-30 pound carp. That was 58 years ago. Funny, but it seems almost like yesterday.
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