Cracking Grub

We fished another hill loch up in the trees. Saw hundreds of baby frogs on the way and got a bit eaten by midgies. But the loch was lovely and some little trout took our fleas.

Back at base we had another feast of crabs and lobsters from a local fisherman with Iain and Gwen. It was a midnight feast and turned into an airgun shooting competition at about 2am. The melon that I bought as the token fruit food was shot to pieces.