Thou shalt have yet another fishy

Dundalk Bay
This is a wide and shallow bay so our anchorage is at least a mile off-shore. This position does not feel snug although we are nicely sheltered. There is little wind and few waves we have settled down to a quiet summer's evening of fishing as the sun starts to go down over the sweeping Mountains of Mourne.

In Milford Haven I bought a very impressive hand-line with special eel lures and spinning mirrors from a business-like looking fishing tackle shop. I put Lenny's (Lenny was the fishing skipper we bought the boat from, in Crosshaven) technique into practice and hooked some mackerel on the first drop, but somehow they all got free and the same thing happened on the second drop. It is frustrating to see your supper one minute out of the water and on the way to the pan and the next iswimming away unharmed. Lenny had been adamant that "Mustad" mackerel feathers, (the sort of very basic lures that children are given) were the best to use so having all the time in the world I settled down to changing the fancy lures for the more "end-of-the-pier" kit .

As soon as it was in the water I could feel the attack of the mackerel and pulled it straight back up with 4 fish. The next drop got 3 and that was more than enough for supper. So, well-sourced, no matter how unlikely, advice is often worth following.