The one I remember is from when I was about 8 years old. I was fishing from the bank on Herrington Lake below the dam on the Dix River with the old guy next door using an old cane pole, fishing with worms and a bobber when the bobber just disappeared. No nibbles, not a good bite, just gone. Well I set the hook and it felt like I was pulling on a tree. I looked at the old guy and told him I was snagged and he laughed and walked over to help me get it unsnagged. Well, at the moment he leans over, the water just starts to boil and a huge carp rolls over and splashes us both, soaking us to the bone. The fish just shook its head and my hook straightned out and the fish was gone. The old guy just stood there and said something like, "I have lived on this river for 50 years and that is the biggest fish I have ever seen". He was about 6'6" and he was convinced that that fish was bigger than he was. I do not know if it was or not, but I do remember that the scails on that fish were the size of silver dollars, if not bigger that that.