Thread: Thursday 23 of January

17. Somehow it seemed to become a catch phrase for this evening. Unsure if was in reference to fish in the net, total fish caught, number of digs made at our fisher mates.
But what a night in the water.
Stingray had roped in a few ringers to make up numbers for the evening. A mob of good lads from his work. They were a raucous and rowdy bunch. Good lads that mucked in well, when they weren't hurling mud and insults at each other. LOL
We all met up onsite and found there was still a good volume of water pumping out of the estuary so we settled in for a while and waited for the water to drop, a few yarns later saw us walking nets and chilly bins full of ice down through the mud to the waters edge. Still too much water, Stingray was hesitant to get in the water, claiming it was too deep and swift still, A likely excuse for another yarn and a cold drink while we waited.
It took a while but eventually the water dropped and the channel appeared. Net in the water, Stingray on the deep end and off we went.
Each drag of the net saw a few more fish on the sand. after an hour or so we ventured further up the channel and swapped nets for one last heave.
The boys helped harvested a number of good sized cockles while others were keeping the net wet.
The last net saw a stingray surface with a couple of flatties and two mullet as net mates. Nets tidied, fish gutted and on ice we mooched off the sand back to cars and towels and dry clothes.
Two worn out dogs, several worn out people and a couple of fantastic fat flatties to fill some frypans. Always a good place for an outing. Cheers Stingray for the good company.