So we went with it, and I will likely spend some time this week doing what we did...putting our boots in the water and walking until we saw something cool. Unable to put any decent structure to those days together in my head, I am just going to plod along and see what comes out. Hell, we got enough good images to tell the story better than my piss poor writing can, so let's just wing this. Starting with a shot taken by Wendy Berrell.
A flat out money shot that came about solely because we kept our boots in the water. With the river a mess we walked into this field and proceeded to wack the carp in knee deep water amongst the small shrubs and large trees. Note WFF in the background stalking some carp. He stuck his share back there too.
The difficulty here was the fish had immediate and dangerous access to piles of bushes, trees, deadfall, blackberry bushes and god knows what else so we basically had to clamp down on their asses and hang on. I broke off 10 fish in one day using 12 lb mono. What a trip!
We found em, but had a heck of a time pulling them out. The basic fact is that if you keep moving, you might find something cool.