By Ansel Trevino
After a long productive day of catching moss with my dad, we decided to move a bit more south on the river.
We were there for about 15 minutes, when suddenly the rod tip jumped. During the fight my arm started to hurt — I wish that rod had a fighting butt.
Once the carp was landed, I gently lifted the fish to find the carp was barely hooked.
The fish squirmed out of my hands into the water, and I quickly scrambled to grab it again for the picture.
Once released, the fish waited there in the water for a few seconds, then swam away.
My hands were still shaking with adrenalin.
That was fun! I look forward to going back.