In case you haven’t heard about what’s going on out a Folsom Lake, I’ll bring you up to speed.
It started very quietly back in the fall of 1991 . The lake was extremely low that year and all three boat ramps at Granite Bay were out of the water. A fisherman soaking worms for catfish one evening near Beal’s Point caught the ugliest fish he’d ever seen. The big brown beast (he described it as a “turd with fins”) had a few giant scales scattered along it’s leathery looking hide. It had small beady eyes and a couple wormish feelers on the outsides of its rubbery lips. The heavy fish was obviously a carp – and a sick one at that – so the angler did the only right thing to do which was punt it unceremoniously up onto the beach.