For the first time in as long as I can remeber the weather has beaten me. By the time I reached the beach and got out of the car the wind was howling directly onshore driving icy rain straight at me. I was well prepared but even as I was putting my rod together I was realising that fishing into a screaming gale was going to be more hassle than I was prepared for.
So I write this sitting back in the warm house with the tv on. Rubbish!
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