Fishing with Son: the Carp King 1986

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At five o'clock in the night it starts, son. Want to see if we can outwit the carp. I had promised my eleven-year-old son to take him for fishing this week. For two years now he was already an active fisherman, had already gained first place in the competition fishing of the youth group. He had caught white fish, trout or even perch many times, but a carp would set the crown on the whole story. Last Saturday he had...