Clearly we were mad...ignoring the forecast of impending thunderstorms we trekked out.
Standing there, waist deep in the dark, rain hammering down, thunder and lightning erupting all around, and us holding carbon rods in a wide open flat space!
We caught some fish though, nothing big, maybe fish of around two and a half pounds.
After an hour and soaked to the skin we called it a night. On the way home the car radio was playing, 'Knocking on Heavens door', we all laughed...
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