Armed w/an industrial strength magnet and gummy bears, I slogged to my carp ground this morning (water’s up). I dropped a P.P. Olive Maribou 4’ from shore & jigged it a couple of times & got ahold of one. The backing was peeking through when he spit the #12 hook and returned it to me, bent. So the gummy bears, an intended try and see bait, never got put out on a hair rig. Instead I put flys of several variety out for a long time, w/an amazing lack of interest; till I got this guy on a P.P. Ginger #10. Their eyes always seem to be gazing in amazement and incredulity at the hook in their mouth. And the magnet... drug it all over the ground where I lost my first ever I tied fly... where’d could it have gotten to??