Sunday:
Arrived at the slip a good hour before Low.
Anxious to get across to the still emerging bank I misjudged the depth.
Over the tops of my waders it came, I’d be spending the next 6 hours with that moist feeling.
3 seals where on station throughout. All seemed pretty layed back in their feeding.
Mehmet was at his post as the tide turned.
Spitfire fly-past for the RNLI Day
Fishing wasn’t the mae-west, 2 weevers for Maestro and one for me on the Wormy Pennell.
Wormy joined us.
I squelched for home, leaving them to it.
Any news Wayne?
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