After dinner Friday night Placide and I decided to hit the Rideau shore line for some carp
We had our chairs and cooler full of refreshments and settled in for a quiet fish
As much as I love fishing from my boat it sure is a real treat to just sit back, kick up the ole dogs, and just do nothing other than keep my eyes on my rod.
We were there for a while, perhaps just under 2 hours when we got into our first carp.
Placide fought him like a pro and landed his personal best at 30 inches.
I enjoy the relaxing pace of carp fishing so much that a fish, any sized fish, is just bonus material. We were very happy and the night was complete until just a few minutes later my rod took a shake and bent over hard
After quite some time fighting her, at least 10 minutes if not longer, I too got my personal best at 30 inches
But I couldn't help but get really mad at this fish. I took a moment to get a good measurement and when I looked away for just a brief moment the bugger drank all of my beer and ate my supper.

But I didn’t stay mad at this fish for too long, it was a good price to pay for a fish that fought like heck and put a smile on my face.
On a closing note, this spot was covered in garbage. I was so discusted that people bring stuff along and then just leave it there. It's a beauty spot to fish, why throw your junk, if you can bring it to this spot you can then bring it home. I went back the next day with a garbage bag and cleaned it up.