I'm happy catching any fish and by any method. To watch a float bury or skip through the surface tension like a periscope is very exciting. No more so though than the tip swinging round and hitting your leg or the buzzer screaming as line is ripped off the spool.
As for species I like them all from a carp to a gudgeon but the one that makes me smile the most and which I find the most difficult/ elusive is the tench. I might get a bagful but one tench, no matter however small, makes my day.
They are a magical fish,i remember a session on an Oxfordshire gravel pit,i'd dragged a peg on the evening of the 15th of June(back in the days of the close season),pulling out a mass of Canadian pondweed(put it along the bank),pre-baited with two cat litter trays of g.bait,full of corn,two pints of maggot,hemp and two loaves of mashed bread,midnight came and the isotope float had hardly cocked then shot under,a crazy fight ensued and i landed a 14.8 mirror,now this was back in the days when carp were rarely hooked,let alone landed,when I tell you I was disappointed,just because it wasnt a tench,the thing was I caught 21 rudd between 12ozs and 1.8 and didnt hook a tench until first light,then it was one after the other,41 to just under 5lbs,days that will always stay in the memory i'd like to think....