Swimming at Cogden with MG amongst the fishes. The early evening sea was boiling with mackerel and their prey. A bit odd having so much activity going on around you... what if all those fish attract a bigger predator...? Luckily all remained clear on that front.
We saw a man from Bristol cast a net into the shallows and pull out a bulging sack of silvery sprats. Congratulating him on his catch and asking where we could get our hands on such a net he very generously gave us handfuls of his sprats to take home for tea. Being bag-less we got changed and wrapped the fish up in our swimming costumes. Floured and fried they were delicious eaten whole - probably a bit too big as some of the crunching was a bit disconcerting but the flavour and freshness was unbeatable.
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