Just for a change there was some drizzle this morning. You could not dignify the gently falling moisture with the title of rain, it was just descending wetness which barely kept the dust down. Today was going to be a good day, today I was fishing in North Mayo. High tide at 2pm meant aContinueContinue reading “Portacloy”
Fishy tales from the West of Ireland
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