Like most Carp anglers born and raised in North America, my first memory of where my carping addiction began did not revolve around a set of 12’ rods on a stainless steel pod rigged with boilies on a hair rig.

There were no alarms or even a bell clamped to the end of the rod and I had no idea what a weigh sling or unhooking mat even were back then. It was as basic as you could possibly imagine, kinda like business casual at the office for the most part. The internet was just becoming a luxury that was soon to be a necessity in today’s world…