“Anytime. We’re going kayaking at 1 if you fancy it.”
Well, it’s been years since I went with him and my nephews so I postponed Paul and went home to do some overdue rigging on one of my yaks.
We launched at Beccles at 2 and headed south for Worlingham. I never go this way as I never catch anything but with the fishing so good the other evening I was hopeful. It was bright and warm as one Scupper and five Frenzys got dumped on the slip. As we left my brother asked me why I was wearing a PFD and was I expecting a tidal wave? – I told him I always do and my gear is in it.
We headed off through the quay and under the bridge.
That’s where the Broads Authority launch was. They were starting up as I nodded to them on passing. Then they decided to speak to my brother. Pulled over in a yak ;D Hmm. I paddled on. As I heard them mention the BCU I knew that he was being asked about the Broads Authority licence…
He turns up later, heartily spanked and says he didn’t know one was needed – at nearly £30 each – and why the hell wasn’t I stopped? Well, say’s I, I was wearing a PFD so am clearly responsible…Bless him, he had a nap to recover from the stress.
Meanwhile the boys had found a diversion:
Really they should have been working on their technique – I’m sure it’s not done like this in the books:
Well there isn’t much more to report. We did about five miles, I blanked on every lure I tried and then went back for the Barbie. Saying that though, I have a Columbo moment…there’s just one more thing…
He told me he had a bunch of fish in his pond, goldfish and grass carp. I had to spend half an hour chilling in a Frenzy ;D
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