Stick Battle

Day four of a fishing trip to the River Tay...Jamie, Mike, Hazel and dogs came to meet us for another barbie lunch by the river.

Another scorching day of sunburn, cold beer and useless fishing, but one of the best fishing weekends for ages. It felt like we weren't in Scotland. Where are the wee midgie b****rds and the rain?

No fish all weekend. But a bit fatter and happier.

There are three dogs in this pic. Finty and Cally who were battling over a ball on the last trip, and another black one. I don't know which one - Mike's got three generations of labradors.

< back-blipped the rest of the trip.
Will Flickr some more tomorrow.