Cool Feet

A blistering hot day fishing one of my favourite stillwaters with Moose, Keith and Dougal.

We landed on an island and the water was far too tempting to avoid a foot-cooling paddle with a cold beer.

Dougs was doing quite well for his first boat trip. But then, when we landed on the island, he found some goose shit and decided to roll in it until he was goose-shit-green. So he was given a dunking and sent to the naughty seat, while we paddled, had a beer and slept in the sun.

We didn't tell the girls in the pub, who were stroking him, that he had been rolling in goose poo earlier... it would have spoiled the moment.

Difficult fishing - fish don't have eyelids so they're hard to catch in bright sunlight. But we tempted a few later in the day. - All safely returned to swim again.