Thinking back on why I have ended up being a fisherman I really have no idea but after a day on the water I am clear in the fact that I want to continue as one. The Menu board at the Inn has been bothering me for a week or two now
and this week especially it did not ring true. So although a wee bit shaky from yesterday’s migraine, a late but lovely morning was under way by 9am.
A few fat boys resting on the rocks in front of Culduie.
Out of the mooring to the middle bank to haul creels I have not seen since before new year. Passing the Nemesis with her flock of attendant cormorants waiting for the bait,
although they do not wait but dive down to meet the creel on the way up and grab the pout through the mesh, luckily they do not enjoy prawns. Sunlight to the north of Portree in the morning
but the light into the afternoon changed
and changed again.
Day went not too bad although I have just short of two fleets missing, both buoys gone on one fleet and just five creels on another with the other end gone as well. Fifteen years ago I would have thought this would be disastrous, now I reckon I will get them back in a couple of weeks, with a bit of hassle no doubt,but I should get them back. Kept the last fleet on board as it was due for a wash, sods law, this was last hauled at the same time as the lost one, but it would have been good if I had lost one buoy on each fleet, but not to be. On the way in the small gulls came over as most of the other boats had left the Sound.
And coming across to the Bay the late afternoon light on the Applecross Hills above Shore Street…well what can you say that aptly describes it?
Low tide so left the creels on board and off tomorrow at high water and new creels out to shoot over one of the missing fleet.Up to the Inn and langoustine are back on the Menu.
So quick update on Company matters regarding broadband and toilets and home for tea. Good day for the soul.