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Post by davidblair on Apr 24, 2016 19:38:53 GMT
This weekend we planned a wee weekend away. I hadn't done this for a while so I was looking forward to it. We had had awesome weather all through the week, the weekend was to change dramatically..... Obviously. After a hard week at work I met kenny at our garage and loaded up and hit the road. I got straight into the tinnies to unwind. This caused several pee stops on the short trip north. You can't beat a wee drivethrough Rannoch Moor. Anyhoo,got to the campsite and Kenny got the whisky out. An hour later Glen appeared and the party started. The next morning I was fresh, a total miracle. Due to the Arctic winds the temperature dropped to -8c during the night. I slept in all my clothes, a northface down jacket and two sleeping bags. I still woke up chittering. We headed out fishing and as per usual it was fish after fish. I had promised a couple of fish for people at work so kept a couple. The first pollack I caught, I stuck my knife into its brain and gutted it right away, only for it to jump out my hands and swim back down to the deep. I was left holding its guts and heart in my hands. I can't say I have ever had that happen. The fishing was good but nothing to write home about. A decent ling wad the biggest. Later that night Glen had to head home and Marc arrived. Again the tinnies were tanned into the wee hours. The next morning I woke up with a really sore back (I had been suffering from it for a few days), so kayaking was out the question. The guys went out for a few hours so I went a wee walk up the hills and took the rod with me and managed a few for fun. Nice weekend but glad to be home on the couch with a Chinese ordered.
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Post by gupaz29 on Apr 25, 2016 14:26:25 GMT
Nice pictures
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