I wish I had thought of that line. I didn't but I'm using it anyway, as it pretty much sums up today. A watery sun, wind F3 SE swinging round to the west and dropping meant a short trip to the Blocks for plaice was possible. There was a fleet of about 20 boats all clustered around the mussel beds, including Arron in Aquaholic and a few others I recognised.
It was slow day, Arron and crew managed four plaice including two very nice pan-sized ones; I saw a few others landed but none came to Salar. The anchor tripped by itself so I took advantage of the move and went over to the Blocks themselves, but nothing doing. I decided to spend the last hour back next to Arron in the hope that some of his charm would rub off on me but it wasn't to be. Tally for the day was a sea scorpion and a very small whiting, but who's complaining? I was out doing what I like doing best - it might have been lousy but it's as close to Paradise as you'll get down here.
Waiting for nothing to happen...
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