Sandra and I have been on holiday for the last week. It's been spent mainly cutting firewood for our winter supply of fuel for the wood burning stove, tidying up our half acre garden, getting the chicken coop winterised etc etc.
Monday was such a nice day though, that we had go for a paddle, and maybe I could try for a pike....
This is a wee loch near Dunkeld. There's a small island in the south west corner so this seemed the best place to take the dogs, as they would'nt be able to wander off. Meg is our 10 year old English Springer Spaniel. Meg is very well behaved, unlike Milly, our 2 year old Basset Hound, she's absolutely bonkers.
I stood watching my rods/floats/baits not catching any pike while Sandra got a wee fire going.
Nothing like burger and onions cooked over an open fire in a proper old fashioned black iron frying pan.
Milly decides to patrol the shoreline and bark/howl/fart at anything that moves.
Well, I never caught a pike but it was a great day just the same.