I've been rough all week and that great big orange thing in the sky hasn't been helping my recovery. So when the heavens opened last night and that glorious smell of fresh rain on hot tarmac came through the window I decided it was cool enough to head out. The Mullet were feeding hard, just a foot or two from the shore, in only inches of water. You have to keep low for these fish, be able to 'crawl under the belly of a snake while wearing a top hat' as they say... Luckily there is no photo evidence of me doing this. Great fighting fish, lots of fun.
