Thread: Fishing tomorrow!

Originally Posted by stingray

Where forearthou the fisherman?

I arose from my slumber at an hour before the tide had ebbed, furnished my belly with a taste of bread before I wandered into the early dawn!

The mist rose from the paddocks and the fog clung to faces of the surrounding hills!

I set forth to the tide with my net in its basket my trusted hound at my side , we listened quietly as the estuary sighed and more pork called the spirts home.

Then as daylight crept the night birds gave way to the the dawn chorus the clouds lifted off the hill I waited for my brethren, the fisherman, my clan!

I stood alone in the sand myself and my hound , net in its basket …not a soul around!

The tide stood silent, then eased into its flood , I stood there sadly , net in my basket no fisherman no yarns!

I shouldered my basket and back to the wagon I trudged, no flounder to enjoy for a breakfast delight.

Back to meet boaties heading about , a lone flounder fisherman..with no one about!

Yea sorry about that.....I assumed it was an evening dig as did everyone else by the looks .

Originally Posted by veitnamcam

Yea sorry about that.....I assumed it was an evening dig as did everyone else by the looks .

Well I actually made it, albeit a tad later than arranged. Getting my fat arse out of bed on a non working Sunday is damn hard

Originally Posted by Pengy

Well I actually made it, albeit a tad later than arranged. Getting my fat arse out of bed on a non working Sunday is damn hard

Your smiling face brought warmth to my heart …as you left I thought I should have kept you and dug the bend in the chanel …with a big tide flood , we may well have killed some fished …laziness on my behalf..my apologies @Pengy