Ross took us fly fishing on the Friday (Sep 7) off the rocks. I hadn’t been fly fishing for 30 years and only then in fresh water, so it was a novel experience. I took me a wile to get the rhythm going by which time I’d decided there really weren’t any fish to be caught. Alastair also had a go and was really quite successful. It was another perfect, blue sky day, though at about 4pm the sea mist rolled in. The view from the house changes constantly – the mist made the sea a milky white so that it blended into the sky and you couldn’t see the horizon.
Carlene
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