Carp had already starting to eat midges by the time I reached Clove Lakes. It was like watching the hot dog eating contest at Coney Island with pushing and shoving!
I have only witnessed this type of feeding once before. There used to be a hatch like this
in Prospect Park Lake. Every evening at 6:00pm, bluegills and crappie would eat
just below the surface like this.
I counted about thirty fish, swimming and eating in groups of five and six.
They moved within a few feet of the shore and back out to the middle of the lake. They
gorged themselves with unseen delicacies and ignoring everything else.
I fished a nymph pattern (#20) under a dry fly but apparently it was too big.
I had a small area in which to stalk but this is typical of urban fly fishing. In spite
of the trees and bushes, I was able to put my fly on the lake (about a 20 foot side arm cast).
I stood the whole time in water up to my ankles , wet feet trying to catch carp on a fly!